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Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.”

200px-Fear_and_Loathing_in_Las_VegasOkay, so I’ve finally read the book.
Has anyone else out there?

Any thoughts? 

The book tells the story of a journalist and his lawyer who travel to Las Vegas to cover a motor cycle race and a Drug Enforcement Convention. On the way they experiment with drugs, anti-social behaviour and philosophy in equal portions.

I think a lot of this book was lost on me as a South African reader. The second level of narration is a raw portrayal of, and commentary on, the US of the 70s, and their political and social situation.

But for me, the landscape was not as recognisable as that in Steinbeck and Fitzgerald, and this is the point I believe. A picture of the time as it was, but in strong caricature, as seen through the eyes of a biaised social critic who feels at odds with his world, while thriving in it.

As I said, either genius or insanity, probably both.

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Posted by on September 10, 2009 in books

 

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The Meeting

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Some guys read too much into a conversation, I read too little.  My basic inferiority complex makes it hard for me to believe that anyone, especially a female someone, might actually be enjoying our conversation, and want to continue it at a later stage.  So I’m not so good at the art of picking up women, or getting their numbers.  Go figure.

I wrote this poem after one such encounter. 

A girl met me last night,
and I liked what she saw.
(not that she was hard to like either)
We shared, she laughed, I smiled.
She told me she had to go,
I didn’t tell her to stay.
She asked me to ask her for her number;
I gave her mine instead.
A girl met me last night,
Let’s hope it happens again.

If this was you, and you were really throwing yourself shamelessly at me, please understand. 

And send me your number. 🙂


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Posted by on September 7, 2009 in Poetry & Prose

 

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The Nature Cycle

Most of the poems I have over at fictionpress are about love, or fear, or both.  So I decided to follow a more natural theme.

bees1Bees is one of the most perfect Haikus I have ever written.  Apart from the syllable count, it captures beautifully the spirit of Haiku, as well as the contrasts.  I am rather proud of it.  Go see if you agree.

 

ratsDavid and Goliath is still a little rough, but I thought I would throw it out there anyway.  It still has its moments.  Check it out as well.

 
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Posted by on April 7, 2009 in Poetry & Prose

 

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Tearing the baby apart

If you read my earlier post, entitled Why Edit, then you would know that I am referring to editing a novel of course.

Not actually tearing a baby apart.

Because that would be wrong.

VERY Wrong.

So, moving swiftly along….  I have decided that the draft of my latest novel is worth editing.  So I have spent the last week tearing it to pieces.  I have read through it again, and drafted a rough description of each scene on an index card.  Now my whole novel is sitting on 70 pieces of cardboard, waiting to be moved around and shuffled into the perfect place.

Poker anyone?  I’ll see your talking dragon, and raise you two killer watermelons.

Once I have the scenes in the correct order, and have pulled out all the un-necessary cards, and added in new ones; then my masterpiece will be ready.  It will still be badly written crap, but it will be badly written crap that hopefully makes logical sense.

And then the fun begins.  Trying to fine-tune the actual writing.

Fear!  Clutching at my breast!  Oh, the horror!  The Horror!
(But we’ll burn that bridge when we get to it.)

 
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Posted by on January 16, 2009 in Novel

 

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Time to edit

So I was talking earlier about the novel I wrote during November for NaNoWriMo, and how I am going to be editing it.  

Well I decided now would be a good time, before I get too busy at work.  Except for one problem…  I am scared.  Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on January 6, 2009 in Novel

 

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