I'm not in a particularly great mood this afternoon in Trinidad, Colorado, when it comes to Zelda Rising. See, a local bookstore, while graciously accepting the book to show, has moved Zelda onto a shelf so that you can no longer see the fantastic cover, but now simply the spine. Well, a part of me doesn't really care, considering that the owner paid me for two books (my first sale for any of my fiction), while another part of me is, like, what is this? But I'm going to let it go, after all, I wrote the book not so much seeking commercial approval, as I did spiritual closure on so-called "real" events.
I still wonder if these outside events will change, even though they have been diminished and morphed into Zelda Rising Books. Poof, everything ends up happy ever after, people thank me for the insight, the book then is truly more of a success, in a way, than if it received widespread approval and, well, okay, sales.
Kind of convoluted what I'm trying to say, here, but this damn mood
Oh well, the section that was the most difficult for me to write was Being the Unholy Writ of the Mock Cosmology of The Baby Judas and Father Satan. It was originally a long short story that circulated around Rogers Park, I believe, to no great response. So I decided to rewrite it and insert it into Zelda Rising.
But, I wanted to change it up, I wanted to give it a new language, like in a holy book. The one I had in mind was the Book of Mormon, which has always fascinated me, not so much for the contents, as how it was put together and how it inspired a whole bunch of people to follow a new religion, back in the day.
Joseph Smith, founder of the religion, said that the Book of Mormon was essentially handed down to him in the form of golden tablets by an Angel named Moroni, as in Bony Moroni. He later said the angel told him where he could find magic goggles to translate the ancient language in the golden tablets into a nice holy book. Of course, Smith probably just wrote it himself, even if he was a half-literate farm boy given to superstition, seer stones, and dowsing sticks to find water. He could have plagiarized from another source, but really, nobody has ever come up with a clear explanation of how he did it.
Anyhow, the finished book was a mishmash of Biblical language full of words like "verily" and "thee" and your everyday language like "truly" and "you". Hilarious.
So that's what I did with this section in Zelda Rising, sprinkle the wording I had used in the original story with Biblical-sounding words. But I'm a bit dissatisfied with the result. I would have preferred to just rewrite the whole section in Biblical language alone, however, the time to release the book to both the public and from myself had come: it had to go out, as is.
It was a necessary section. Crystine, the main character, is essentially caught in the middle of a triangle of people projecting their own insecurities and desires onto Zelda Rising until she dies and the bookstore descends into decadence. That triangle is, essentially, the mock cosmology as the characters change names: Baby Judas, Father Satan, Ms-topheles (though she does not appear in the Unholy Writ, the narrator muses that maybe she is in a Gnostic-like gospel of some sort, whatever). And this Unholy Writ, as in the Good Book (sic) ends with an apocalypse of cleansing destruction by the narrator wielding a baseball bat. Strike three, you're out, you know.
So much for that. I'm currently listening here in Mutiny Trinidad to some Deep House. Right now, it's a track called Remembrance (extended version) by Hardy Heller and Alex Connors. Has a nice electro bounce to it.
Oh, the Cubs are in kind of a slump, especially offensively. Many players injured or returning from injuries. Other day, they came within a couple of innings of being no hit, by the Pirates of all teams, and right now, it's 0-0 in the 8th. Does not bode well. The White Sox lost today to the Yankees 1-6 and are in last place still in the Central Division, having only won 14 games. Looking forward to the cheap tickets when I get back to Chicago. As for the Hiroshima Toyo Carp, they are 1.5 games back in their Central Division, still within striking distance.
Later, people.
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