Okay, it is a little off-topic, but too cool not to mention.
Fritz Bogott is a friend from our days in St. Paul who always impressed me with his intelligence, generousity, sense of humor and creativity. A generally quiet man, he also has great taste in loud music.
Sure, it was cool to watch Jonathan Coulton produce a Thing a Week (check him out if you haven’t yet), but Fritz is launching a project to write a novel each month.
Starting June 1, I will write a novel a month for a year and blog about the experience, with able assistance from illustrator and animator Mozhi.
I will start with a plot suggested by my three-year-old daughter, who told me a story one evening about a family of mechanically-inclined trolls who travel to our house each night in cars and buses, break in using wrenches, ladders and WD-40, and subject us to a series of complicated practical jokes.
The second plot is based upon a dream in which my long-estranged great uncle demands to meet me at a Pismo Beach-themed restaurant and hands over a fifty-year-old postcard in which the anonymous sender promises to kill him in exactly fifty years. This is the first I have heard of it. He seems to think I will be able to help.
In the third plot, the entire U.S. intelligence establishment is outsourced to a reality show.
You gotta’ love it. Just his chutzpah alone is worth celebrating.
If you like the sound of his first three novels, tell someone else (who probably also likes Vonnegut, Robbins, and/or Christopher Moore).
Good luck, Fritz- I’ll be reading and cheering from here.