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This content was published November 13, 2o25. … The novel I am writing is now known as “The Confessions of Gnarlene Widget.” This is more commercial than “Novel with No Plot”. The role model is “Trout Fishing In America”. When I run out of things to say, I read a bit in TFIA, and am inspired. … The next chapter is a little story, that takes a little over two pages to tell. Some people were going camping, and looking for a good place. While on the road they pass a parade. The parade was a shepherd who looks like Adolph Hitler, only friendly. Following him were a thousand sheep, three horses, and a wagon. The sheep left organic souvenirs, lots of them.
The campers decided they didn’t like the first site, and went back up the road to another place, The sheep souvenirs were everywhere. Before long the parade was on the road again. They gave the Hitler look alike a beer for his trouble. Finally, the campers found an acceptable place to camp. They caught some trout that looked like leaves for dinner. … As I type this, the computer music player has a concert by Roger Waters playing. The song on the machine now is “Sheep”. Mr. Waters used to be a key member of Pink Floyd, but had issues with some of the others.
They went on without him, and even did a stadium tour under the PF name. The keyboard player recently passed away. He was friendly with Mr. Waters, who reportedly did not like onstage improvisation. I found the playing of “Sheep” at this moment to be an incident of synchronicity and simultaneity. … Back to the story in TFIA. The campers had a happy camper night in the acceptable place, and looked down the valley to see the sheep, the shepherd that looked like Hitler, and the wagon. … Under the borco bookmark, across the page from the first part of this story … Which was titled “the message”… is a yellowed newspaper clipping.
The clipping was written by the Associated Press, and was on page 3a of The Atlanta Constitution, Fri. Oct. 26, 1984. The Headline reads ”Novelist Brautigan found dead in home”. The 49 year old author had found life to be troubling, and ended it with a gunshot wound. There was a quote from Tom McGuane …”When the sixties ended, he was the baby thrown out with the bathwater”. Sometimes it is best to enjoy the product of a craftsman, and not use his life as an example.
The other side of the piece of yellowed newsprint is a picture of a whiskey bottle. The paper around the neck of the bottle says Canadian Mist. It must be from the english speaking part, or it would be spelled Canadien. Under the brand name, in fancy letters, it says Eighty Proof. The bottle is lit from the left side, with a bit of a crest visible atop the storage part of the bottle. A four legged animal is standing guard for a coat of arms. Under the watchful animal, The word IMPORTED is in all caps, in the same font as Canadian Mist. The word Canada is in little letters below that, just above the place where scissors separated the clipping from the rest of page 3a.
The message in the title of the sheep/Hitler lookalike story has a meaning. The camper received a one word message that night. The word was Stalingrad. … In 2008, I decided to participate in Nanowrimo Today’s text is a sample of the result. The goal of NW is to write a 50k word novel in one month. NW tells you to write first, and edit later. The result, at least for me, was a pile of unreadable junk. Stream of consciousness is more fun to write than it is to read. … The perps pulled the plug on Nanowrimo in 2025. There were reports of AI issues and content verification concerns. Whatever … Pictures today are from The Library of Congress. Jack Delano took the social media picture in July 1941. “At the entrance to the airport. Washington, D.C. municipal airport” ©Luther Mckinnon 2025 · selah