Saturday, January 29
Microrandomfiction
OK, so remember your homework on iPods and Paul's microfiction and random scene watching on DVDs and the youth of today, the rest of the my idea (teased in a post earlier this week):
So, what some writer needs to do, some experimental fiction writer, some genius, is create a bunch of 2-3-4-5 minute song-length snippets of fiction that can be recorded by a variety of voices (one actor for each character's, another for the narrator?) and downloaded to an iPod and then played on "random" to create a new and different story (or performance piece? literary vocal art, I mean, Art?) -- and a new yet coherent, compelling, enlightening, amazing, touching, plot-driven story -- every time. Every time is different, but every time would need to be a work of unbearable lightness and staggering genius.
That would be taking fiction to the future, eh?
Oh yeah, and when I told this idea to Kristen, she said: "oh, a high-tech version of the monkeys and typewriters."
"Well, not exactly," I said, "but OK, I see your point."
Hence the need for a genius to write it. Someone really smart and so well respected by the critics and the academics that they could get away with it. Someone like David Foster Wallace. Or Pynchon. Yeah.
Wait wait -- another idea. Instead, just have someone -- Colin Farrell, or Bono, or Sean Connery -- read the whole entire text of Joyce's Ulysses, which is famous for being incomprehensible and genius anyway, have someone record it all in little 2-3-4 minute snippets, and then listen to THAT on random play on the iPod. OK, now we're getting somewhere.
So, what some writer needs to do, some experimental fiction writer, some genius, is create a bunch of 2-3-4-5 minute song-length snippets of fiction that can be recorded by a variety of voices (one actor for each character's, another for the narrator?) and downloaded to an iPod and then played on "random" to create a new and different story (or performance piece? literary vocal art, I mean, Art?) -- and a new yet coherent, compelling, enlightening, amazing, touching, plot-driven story -- every time. Every time is different, but every time would need to be a work of unbearable lightness and staggering genius.
That would be taking fiction to the future, eh?
Oh yeah, and when I told this idea to Kristen, she said: "oh, a high-tech version of the monkeys and typewriters."
"Well, not exactly," I said, "but OK, I see your point."
Hence the need for a genius to write it. Someone really smart and so well respected by the critics and the academics that they could get away with it. Someone like David Foster Wallace. Or Pynchon. Yeah.
Wait wait -- another idea. Instead, just have someone -- Colin Farrell, or Bono, or Sean Connery -- read the whole entire text of Joyce's Ulysses, which is famous for being incomprehensible and genius anyway, have someone record it all in little 2-3-4 minute snippets, and then listen to THAT on random play on the iPod. OK, now we're getting somewhere.
