I’m Kind of an Important Guy, Part 3

 

Unretouched in any way

May not be here much longer. 5’ 9” and when last I weighed me, 123 lbs. And not hungry. Not a strike, just an end to appetite of all kinds. I can barely walk. My knees and feet died years ago — too many corporate miles of airport transitways, concrete floors strode in cowboy boots (my bad…), and motorcycle spills. Yes, I still find a way to tipple. The only vice left to me, and the most well meaning in my circle want to take that away too.

Without that, though, you wouldn’t have even this. 

So how did I screw up literature and change the terrain for every writer after me?

I invented AI writing software 30 years ago and pissed on all the conventions of fiction in existence at the time.

Yeah. Actually wrote a system description in accepted McGraw-Hill format.

From there it was easy to put a pistol to the head of all the lions of modern fiction. The software could copy them all because they had nothing to say. They were their own AI, repeating, repeating, repeating what they had already written.

I created a brand new literary movement, which went through all the phases of every artistic movement in just five years. They rewrote great works with their software, from the Iliad to the Bible to Shakespeare, all the way up to the Romantics, the existentialists, and the bestsellers and critic pets of the day. Then they disappeared from the scene, never to be heard from again.

Self-eating watermelon.

End of fiction as a creative enterprise. 

Around them I created an Arthurian soap opera. There was a king, a champion, a queen of dubious virtue, and a legend of knightly feats of battle with street gangs in Philadelphia.

They also made their own complete Bible, a work of scary consequence. Which predicted everything that has come to pass since. In precisely 2001 chapters. Imagine that in a book published almost exactly ten years before 9/11.

The language of their Bible was very simple. But that’s where I changed the rules for everyone. There was an equivalent to the Intercolumn Reference in the King James Bible. Only this one was a simultaneous reference. Everything linked in the ICR was always referring at the exact same moment in time to everything it referenced, not past to earlier or later but just plain in now. Everything in the Bible was time present, no matter what it claimed to be.

Which meant the real challenge to readers was to light it all up. See all the connections all at once, see the whole work as a thing apart and above the lines of chapter and verse. Glowing in its interconnections. A multi-dimensional form of writing that transcended the page and its linear limitations.

What the punks invented. What I started on an Underwood Standard typewriter before Apple’s first hyperlink. In honor of Jesus Christ.

After this, you’ll learn how to read what I write. Big problem. I’m smarter than you are. I’m smarter than all the other writers.

Why I’m Kind of an Important Guy.

Three looks at what you get with Punk City, the end of fiction. 

Part 2. Yes, there’s Part 1and Part 3 too.

Where he describes the death of St, Nuke.

Nobody but me ever wrote this kind of fiction. The story is not that I did it. The story is that no one knows I did it while the NYT ignored it. And Facebook won’t even show an image from this website. Kewl. Punkfictionland costs $10,000. The signed document of the “Epistle Dedicatory” costs $50,000. Punkfictionland is cheap at a fifth the price.