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| In Stephen King's 11/22/63 One piece doesn't follow the script. |
I'm strung out on caffeine and I have to quit because I've practically stopped sleeping. I've been here before. I keep going through these cycles. I guess I'm lucky that my addiction isn't anything heavier or more expensive. So, I'll be quitting in a couple days. When I get a headache I'll take just enough to relieve it, and no more.
I'm reading Stephen Kings 11/22/63. My main observation: what's interesting about the plot concept, which is time travel, is that the main character is the only one who has free will. Everyone else in the past are determined, that is, until they run into him or something he changes. Then they gain free will.
Maybe nobody else would find that interesting, but it is like playing out and notating a game of chess, then replaying the same game as notated, except it has a piece that doesn't have to follow the script.
He has free will because he's taken out of his context, which is 2011, and allowed to live in the past, 1958-1962 (and on) where he has no context and has to create one. Meanwhile, it's apparent that the past he is in doesn't want to be changed. So, the universe itself hates free will. Also, as he goes on, it seems he has less free will.
I have to finish this book in a few days because it's due back at the library where it's on hold. That means I had to stop reading Gone Girl with twenty pages left.
I'm writing on my novel like crazy and now I need a break. For this entire weekend, I stayed in and I think only saw one person, briefly. My next door neighbor. Besides that, I have my cat.
About my novel, I realized this is probably different for horror stories in that a psychotic is actually the hero and not the antagonist or monster. In fact, it's the psychotics, personality disorders, and in general the mentally ill, who salvage the situation.
And, about my neighbor. Financially, my situation has marginally improved, so I tried to get into the basement to turn up my hot water heater. I found the padlock to the door on the basement to have been replaced. It was a combination lock with a number I didn't know.
I asked around. Apparently, a lady guest of that neighbor replaced the lock, and then she hit the road. He said she might be back tomorrow or next month (she's somewhat transient). He doesn't know the combination. Besides my hot water heater, I've got possessions down there. Our gas meters are down there so they can't be read. This is pretty damn rude. Plus, since she's not living here, and I'd like to know what she's storing in there that requires the whole basement and her own lock. Not to mention she has no right to store anything down there. He says he has a friend up the street with bolt cutters, but then we have to replace the lock. If he doesn't get that lock off there-- well, I'd hate to bring the landlord in on this.
So, I have to buy a lock, give my neighbors the combination number and get that current lock cut off there. I know that neighbor will pay for the lock. He's good for that.
