I am writing a new show again, for Edinburgh, again, this one is called Figure 8.
I think it will be good, it’s currently OK.
Basically its about two things (not 8). One is a man called Trevor who can see images of people’s futures - not helpful or profitable images - just dull snapshots of people wearing hats or walking down streets
It drives him insane
The other aspect is the musician Elliott Smith, who was ace, Figure 8 was one of his albums and he killed himself by stabbing himself through the heart twice. Nice
To either inspire or distract myself i’ve been doing a lot of reading of late. One book I picked at almost random from the library was Oracle Nights by Paul Auster
I’ve never read any Auster, and after having him recommended to me in song form by Fionn Regan through my ipod I thought I’d give him a go.
during a particularly dull train/coach journey, i forget where, I’d done lots of work on my show with the future visions and the self stabbings and thought it high time to do some reading and immerse myself in a world that ain’t my own
In the novel the lead character writing a story in which the lead character of that is reading a manuscript of another novel, this is called Oracle Night (I’ve made it sound more confusing than it is).
And this is where the freakout came… here is a bit of that novel-in-a-story-in-a-novel
The protagonist is Lemuel Flagg, a British Lieutenant blinded by a mortar explosion in the trenches of World War I… Flagg’s blindness has given him the gift of prophecy, In sudden trancelike fits, he falls to the ground and begins flailing around like an epileptic. The seizures last from eight to ten minutes, and for the length of time the endure, his mind is overrun with images of the future.
Somewhat freaky what with what I’ve been writing. But the freakout don’t stop there. I turn the page to read…
Unable to face the anguish that destiny has prepared for him, Flagg stabs himself in the heart and dies
Crikey. That is odd. Esp as some of the show I’m talking about how the world has lots of unusual conicndieces ust becuase its so big and crowded that lots of things bang into other things, sometimes with undue resonance
This is resonating.
That was all really… the book is very good by the way. Very good.
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