World War is So Last Age

Trying to conceive a new story that does not unravel according to the Christian calendar that abandoned the lunar cycles. How to write paperback books in a world fixed on short, sweet Web-wise sets and paper is sometimes hazardous waste.

Letting go of the rules is writing the novel. Seeing clearly, obscurely now. The chapters are lining up on the desktop, and by, desktop, I do mean, MacBook. I back the stories up. It feels I’ve let beasts out to play in a field of smooth stones.

I had a sight-changing experience reading The Evolutionary Revolution by Lily Hoang. Her storytelling technique built a crystal castle in my-writer. Hoang wrote magically of an aqua planet, mermen, thigh wings, and two-headed boys.

There is a two-headed snake in Egyptian mythology—Nehebkau.

“His name means that he is the one that brings together the ka - the double of a person, an animal, a plant, a body of water or even a stone - and unites the double with the physical body that the ka would reside in, be it an animate or inanimate object.”

Ka is also the Egyptian word for phallus.

There are two-faced politicians in the United States of America. Privy to stellar, top-shelf healthcare they comfortably eliminate public funding to community clinics that provide care—including preventive measures—for millions of uninsured Americans. Two-faced politicians carve out a country better for wild horses than their own daughters.

Healthcare for low-income families wasn’t the only civil interest kicked to the curb—vital interests called, civil, to erase faces and the future for some, a cover to not have to cry about others’ oppression. To remain civil when the world starts to burn. To not die in the name of Capitalism.

“Changes rammed through the House on Friday and Saturday would shield greenhouse-gas polluters and privately owned colleges from federal regulators; block a plan to clean up the Chesapeake Bay; and bar the government from shutting down mountaintop mines it believes will cause too much water pollution.”

But the Army and Air Force will fix decals to racecars spinning vicious circles to make more War. The always war.

But there are upside synchronicities all over the world: Democracy is viral. The world still has a soul. There are upside synchronicities in magical, mountainous Boulder, Colorado: keen crows, the power of dance, Kerouac’s Belief and Technique for Modern Prose, Joyce Johnson’s Minor Characters, the eighth season of 24…

We streamed Netflix for one month to stream television episodes like researchers, and I found myself shrieking, “Just kill him!” Found that the bad guys shown mercy always come back worse in the terrorist world. The bad guys are sometimes surprising in a terrorist world. Frenetic on daily doses of television.

Found I’m not seeking peace after all. Just justice. Not seeking the next great American novel. Tying the truth in lush bows.