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Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Pierwalker Log: July 17, 2019

Writing start: 8:15 A.M.
Finish: 3:03 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 1200
Edited (est.): 9300
Tasks

1. Failure: Off till 8/5

2. Book Three Melody: Second primary edit of chapter sixteen

3. Angel: Book Three: Read-through of chapter three

4. Random Chance Book Two: 400 new words
Notes: So much of my difficulty with this work is reconciling the slice-of-life quality of Random's life with the bigger story.

5. Port Story: Off

6. Hidden Bookmarks: 300 new words
Notes: I've got an idea where this chapter is going to end. Probably in another thousand words.

7. LOTR: Off

8. T-Bag: 500 new words
Notes: Slow and easy.

Special Projects: None today

Extra notes: We're starting our second watch-through of Person of Interest. I'm in agreement with critics who say it is one of the best TV sci-fi series ever made. Near the end, Harold Finch (the main protagonist) gives a great speech. Here it is.

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We've also bought the rest of season one of Yellowstone. It's a damn compelling series, though Kye and I have trouble connecting with any of the characters, who are all pretty unlikable. I'll be interested to see where the story goes.

We're slated to start watching Westworld and American Gods as well. Jonathan Nolan, who created Person of Interest, is involved with Westworld, though in what capacity I don't know; and as far as American Gods go, director Bryan Fuller is at the helm, and it is written by Neil Gaiman. That's a one-two punch of total win. Kye tells me Kristin Chenoweth is in it as well. Damn.

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Friday we're going to see the Disney remake of The Lion King. I'm one of those souls who thinks Disney is enjoying another--and truer--golden age than its first. I realize this will piss off all the red-pill incels out there, and the white supremacist moron misogynists as well. But that only buttresses my position in terms of validity, morality, and decency.

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Both Kye and I live for stories, be they on-screen on in the pages of books. It is simple-minded to claim it's about escapism, though that's definitely a significant component. This is a grotesque age we're living in, the most materialistic, the most atheistic, the most consumptive, the most cynical and reductionistic and selfish in all of human history. The proof is everywhere, is obvious, and is pressing. It is because of those evils, and many other similar ones, that the world is burning up, and human civilization stands a real chance of not even existing by the next century.

Stories show us what could be; and what should be. They are food for our souls. Our entire lives are stories, with us as the heroes. Most of us aren't worthy of the word, truth be told. We live other people's lives; we live lives other people want us to live; we give up our unique selves to fit in; we lose ourselves not in education, meditation, cogitation, perambulation, consecration, appreciation, or consideration, but as soulless automatons, Brownian motion machines, disconnected, disinterested, and sickeningly ironic. It's all unsustainable and ultimately deadly. Again, the proof of that is quite literally everywhere.



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