Simple enough little game. All you need to do is write a segment from the book of your choice in the style of the author nominated by the previous poster. For example:
*Blood drenched, slumped in the gutter, I looked my killer straight in the eye.
“Well, Big Ears…I guess…I guess there ain’t nothin’ left to talk about.”
He laughed, toying with a bag of the dope as he did so. That fucking dope, man.
“Noddy. You have been found guilty of being a cunt. Any last words?”
“Light my cigarette?”
As he leaned in, I thrust the screwdriver through his gullet. The gun fell, and he gurgled his last twitching in my lap.
Vision failing, I smiled bitterly. The snow should preserve our bodies til the thaw.
Thank Christ for the small mercies.*
That’s my ridiculous attempt to write about Beloved British children’s T.V. characters Noddy and Big Ears as re-imagined by Frank Miller.
I will now nominate the next poster to write in the style of Jack Kerouac.
Everybody knew this thing. Everybody, me, Sal, the Mexican farmhands looking for work at the side of the road, the mulattos drinking grain alcohol down in Louisiana, the sweat-stained negroes running a hot hand across their brows in the hot southern sun, the waitresses listening to bebop as they polished the flatware waiting for a new diner, the two-bit whores hiding in the restrooms of the truck stops when the paddywagons idled thick fumes in the parking lot. Nobody was unaware of this thing.
This thing that everybody knew, was a simple thing, and it was something everybody knew that nobody could avoid knowing. And what this thing was, is that when you’ve made your dime, when you’ve got it in the bank, finally done that one thing, whatever it is, to give you enough in your pocket to stop moving on, to stop searching in the backwaters and the highways for the pleasure or the otherness, or the thing you need to have in order to forget whatever it is you’re trying not to remember, or to finally hold back from the oblivion you are constantly falling into, or just to simply stop. And that thing is that, you have that pile but it starts you moving on again, and searching, but this time it makes you search for the one thing that can add to the richness of your checking account. And that one thing is a broad.
