“You know what, life’s like a crappy novel.”
It was something that started out small. Seriously, it was something that I had created to kill time while I was mulling over life. In the end it became something bigger than I had imagined; it became a source of amusement. It was a way to kill time in the long waking hours of the day, and somewhere in the middle of it all a revelation happened.
Thought actually occurred.
I know, it’s shocking. Something that I thought would never happen… happened. Intelligent life began to start, theories began processing. It’s from the World’s Worst Novel that the theories of life, of the world, and really, of anything in the world that we would talk about during the long coffee conversations, during the random lunch, at the library while scribbling down scattered thoughts… pretty much wherever thought can take place.
Through it all it has become something grand, you may not learn anything, but then again… it was never meant to teach you anything, as you learn something through everything.
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The past revisions, all fading into obscuity. They still exist, but only as a service of the past…
The Original World’s Worst Novel
It was really the original, but now it’s just a shell of it’s former self really.
The Other Crappy Novel
It was my very first blog, and I’ve kept it alive through and through. Now it’s the hope of just interesting and random things of life.
The World’s Worst Novel: Revamped
“The World’s Worst Novel, created with the purpose of enlightening the world of an alternate reality that exists somewhere out there. The Original still exists in it’s former glory, and this only serves as a city in that place… a place where the past and future exist as one.”
Go, enjoy it. Not really, but go and realize something amazing. ^^-b
