I am currently writing six books. Although I have not published a book yet I hope to publish my first one in about six years.
Currently I have writer’s block although I have been getting some pretty good inspiration for my ideas reading John Locke which is always positive.
Are there any other writers here?
Is a writer not simply a person that writes? In that case, I am a writer. But I am not (yet) a writer of books. My favourite philosopher, Friedrich Nietzsche, says that he only esteems books of those writers whose thoughts inadvertently formed a book, not of those who went out to write a book. He also says one should write with blood, because blood is spirit. So the ink (the “blood”) should scream for the paper, not vice versa.
I write my soul is all I can think of in a reply to such a post.
Nietzsche was right on that subject.
Aye.
I am a sometimes writer. Namely, of poetry and short fiction. Though I have also accumulated a scramble of academic offal - skimpy pieces given my gold-fish-esque concentration span.
So Mr Joker, how goes juggling six books? And of what do they pertain to? (never mind, if this is indeed literature of the Top Secret ilk).
Need damned fine caffination to multiscrawl six.
I can’t directly say what they are but I will say they pertain to democratic socialism,spiritualism,transcendentalism with a mix of existentialism, and the continuation of Jean Jacques Rousseau’s work.
Balancing six books is hard and lately I seem to be only paying attention to two books so far but ironically all the books I am writing will be connected in various ways.
Yes, I’m a writer of books, who couldn’t give a damn what Nietzsche said about blood (an overused metaphor at best). I write futurist fiction in the British utopian/dystopian tradition. I’m currently writing only one book but making plans for another.
And yet you care enough to refer to it in your reply?
The Industrial tradition. Perhaps your writing has something industrial to it? Is somewhat lacking in flesh and blood?
Well, I could give a damn in an abstract discussion about literature, but not when I sit down to write myself.
Perhaps so. I don’t write to be emotive, or at least, not in the usual sense of that word. If people wanna cry, they can go watch Titanic.
In my youth I wrote and submitted for publication a paper on a modified Inverse Fourier Transform Theorem. It was rejected because it was too simple and previously done (no reference given). I agree that it was simple, but I don’t think it had been done before.
Later I started what was intended to be a pamphlet on mathematics, but it grew to a 232 page book that was only about 2/3 completed. The idea was to rewrite mathematics in historic terms beginning with simple straightforward questions. The working title is Mathematics: A Historic/Socratic Approach.
I also wrote a computer program in Visual Basic to create rubber stamps and various printed and engraved media on a kiosk. The program was huge. The file containing the information to produce the various products had over 1600 fields and the program itself is about 650MB not including picture files. For those not familiar with a 650 MB file, the number of pages of code was well over 30,000. The program was submitted for a patent and was accepted. The date on the patent was odd - July 4th 2000.
Neat.
Is your book a philosophical fiction like that of Adolous Huxley?
You sound like a person who is indepth with the philosopher Pythagoras.
Pfffff, big question. My current project I jokingly describe as ‘Rollerball meets Brave New World’, but in truth it’s a massive series of allusions to dozens of films and books blended together. But sure, I’m a big fan of Brave New World and Island (a more complex and in some ways far superior novel). Politically, I’m more influenced by Orwell than Huxley. Orwell’s the writer of whom I’m probably the most jealous.
I’m also into literary modernism - two pieces of modernist socialist propaganda, one by Lewis Grassic Gibbon, the other by EM Forster, rank among my favourite ever novels, though I lack the skill to be able to attempt something like that at this stage.
As you can probably tell, I could bang on about what I like and what influences me until you’d all be out searching for a chatroom in which to hang yourselves…