I re-started some notes. I’m surprised he isn’t dead after everything they did to him.
I had a nightmare around two years ago. In this dream, I beaten and arrested over something trivial. Nothing this depraved has ever actually happened to me. Situations close enough to it have occurred. The police did not join in the festivities, but they did nothing to stop them.
Two years ago, that nightmare inspired my first vision of this Apocalypse. That bad dream would not only inspire a lot of notes for a story that never took off but would be a crucial element of this adventurer’s journey. The only problem was that it was an aimless journey. I knew what I wanted to say but had no reason to say it through this character or the world built around him.
The time between that first attempt and now has been wonderful in that I have made a lot of great friends. I have been finding strengths I thought were lost to the worst of times. In other parts of life, I have been fighting against slow, painful atrophy. It was in one of those moments of near desolation that I thought it might be clever to translate my worst feelings into a post-apocalyptic tale.
If I’m going to wallow in it then I still want something in return for the effort.
I remembered this character and the world built around him. Flashes of trials, enemies, friends, pain and triumph have been coming to me. The events leading up to the story were suddenly re-imaged with a stronger purpose than to get the story going.
I bought a small, hardbound notebook to serve as an honest bible for this tale. New characters, motives, organizations and events are coming to mind almost faster than I can find to make notes of them.
Knowing me, this may well fizzle out. Odds are great if my past is any indication. I still need to finish project:whiteworm — something only a handful of friends have seen detailed. Some other shiny project may capture the energy that is going into this.
Also, I’m supposed to be on a break from writing to work on all the parts of life that hit terminal atrophy. Oops.
He has worked as a level designer for a small online video game, as the grim reaper in a haunted house, and traded web design for concert tickets and tattoos.In years past, he could be found performing improvised comedy or stage magic in the south side of Austin, Texas.
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