On Friday, January 23, 2015 at 4:30:58 PM UTC-6, Xeno wrote:
> On 24/01/2015 7:54 AM, Kalmia wrote:
> > On Thursday, January 22, 2015 at 3:21:33 PM UTC-5, Bryan-TGWWW wrote:
> >
> > Certainly, any man's man, any guy who
> >> likes movies with car chases and explosions, and who, if they'd been dragged
> >> by the wife/GF to see The Fault In Our Stars, and would rather have a root
> >> canal than sit through that again would hate it.
> >
> >
> >
> > I would hate to try to diagram that sentence. Kind of fractured, huh? IF that's the style of your book...........AAAGGH.
> >
> I must admit, I would find myself tripping over the fractured grammar
> and thus be unable to get immersed in the storyline. I do tutoring for
> PhD students and I always get them to break up convoluted sentences like
> that. I feel that writers must set standards.
>
The book isn't written like that, and my writing on here isn't usually like
that either. Right now, I'm lucky that I can write coherently at all, and
within an hour I won't be able to.

For the last two weeks I have been on naltrexone therapy for alcohol use
disorder. I have been a life long heavy alcohol user, and I've had enough
of it. Without explaining the whole extinction thing, I can just say that
a typical evening includes 50mg naltrexone and 3-5 drinks. 3-5 drinks w/o
the drug, and I'm in my element, in some ways performing even better than
with no alcohol, but with the drug, I become seriously dulled--sloppy, the
mental equivalent of swimming through molasses.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sinclair_Method

Winter's Present is very dialog heavy, with conversations about ideas and
relationships, allusions to various artforms and shared popular culture.
It's almost not a novel, but just some crazy little thing that I felt
compelled to write. My wife, a librarian, has encouraged me for years to
write something, and I was on the edge of getting serious about writing a
book on dietary fatty acids. The idea of writing fiction had never even occurred to me, as I had never written so much as a page of fiction in my
life, and while I've read some newer young adult fiction, I have not read
a newly published adult novel in well over a decade, and very few titles
in the last 25 years. The whole writing of Winter thing is the most nonsensical thing I've done, maybe ever.

I expect most readers to react to it the way that my eldest brother did to
Richard Brautigan, or most fantasy/SF readers did to John Crowley--why
would you think that I might like this? At worst, it is a failed attempt
at literature.

Now I must sleep.
>
> Xeno.

--Bryan