Call it a weekend defrag. Coherent thoughts are a rarity at this point. I seem to be at the precipice of a creative burst, but as always the edge of such things is a jagged line tied to a short fuse and limited ability to reason. Once I hit the zone I’m good, but the process of getting there is quite difficult for the people around me.
This thing that gets in me is contagious. My kids get really creative as I move closer to ‘the zone’ so much so that they often pick up the pen and do something fantastic. I’m reprinting the following text for the benefit of my 6 yr old. We watched Real Steel yesterday and then spent a few hours playing the Xbox game. He woke up inspired the next day and decided to write a Real Steel fanfic piece. Everyone deserves to be published, so here is his first web publication:
Ram Chip vs. Ida Ten
By (l’il ‘legger)
One day Atom beat so many people that Ida Ten wanted to vs. Ram Chip. So Ida Ten’s owner got so angry he wanted to vs. Ram Chip. So he got a fight. When Ida Ten and his owner got there he noticed all the robots were there except Atom and Zeus. Ida Ten’s owner thought they were fighting, but they had a day off and Ida Ten’s owner didn’t know it was robot day so he had to vs. 1,999 robots to get to Ram Chip.
Kick, Pow, bang, wham!
When he got to the underworld I he vs. Ambush, then Atom, then the Midas touch. Then when he went to Underworld 2 he vs. Six Shooter, Black Top, and the Mighty Metro. When he got the World Robot Boxing I he vs. Noisy Boy and Twin Cities. When he gone to the last stage he vs. Albino, and Zeus. Then he got to Ram Chip. Ida Ten shot a dart at Ram Chip’s head so the spike blew up then it spit oil at Ida Ten’s face. Then he shot him right in his gut. Then he flared. Then Ida Ten became the champion and he got the champion belt.
The End.
Its a first draft, but I’m proud of the kid.
Some Thoughts:
- Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me recorded in Phoenix this week and I didn’t even know it. At points like this I feel like I’m trapped between the worlds of intellectuals, athletes, fools, and children without true knowledge of any.