How to tell a narrative through internet.

I am thinking about it and I want tell a story that has been rattling in my brain for quite some time. About a post-apocalyptic world. But I cant seem to figure out how to tell it. I would like to tell it through internet and through post format, as in broken down in very short "episodes"

But what should be the medium?

webcomic? eh, not that exciting plus i cant draw.
sprite art, not effective enough you are trying to tell a serious story
videos. nah the quality of home-made videos sucks
text is not an option, who wants to read a story on net

So what kind of format is possible. also can there be user participation possible?

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Daily Reading List (29 Aug)

Bloomberg: Steve Jobs Less Dead Than We Thought

Computer virus infects International Space Station laptops

SMS to know if the product you are buying is fake

Israel, After 43 Years, Is Ready for Beatlemania

Neal Stephenson about to come out with a new novel Anathem

Weird drone

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Stuff that we missed out on(Movie) #1: August(2008)

Ok, in an attempt to discover stuff that has been there for a while but we all missed, I begin with a movie.

August Rush (2008), with Josh Hartnett and other random actors is a good movie, if you had stomach to tolerate movies like Elephant (2003) or There Will Be Blood (2007). It is a slow-paced movie about two brothers who are struggling to keep together their internet company after 2001 internet bubble burst. Josh Hartnett plays the Steve Jobs clone, who plans big, “envisions,” enjoy the rock star treatment and gets the company into lot of financial trouble. His brother (played by Adam Scott) is the Steve Woz of the movie and comes up with all the technology.

What is interesting is the movie’s attempted portrayal of American hubris. Hubris is a term to indicate the excess pride or confidence or the no-one-can-touch-me attitude. Of course, the concept is from ancient Greece, the biggest weirdoes of all. But it applies all the more to today’s world where we believe that despite all the shit that has been going on, nothing will impede our personal life.

In conclusion, the movie, though slow and patience-demanding, is nevertheless enjoyable. It is story of nothing-could-go-wrong college-dropouts-made-big guys when they come face to face with “real life.”

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Stuff that we missed out on: Journey begins.

Hmm, until this date, this blog has been testing grounds for lot of failed projects, so why not one more.

When Fight Club was released it bombed on the box office because some idiot marketing guy made the posters look like it was a movie about soap! There are hundreds of good things out there that we completely missed out on courtesy bad marketing, wrong titles, incorrect tags and damn bad luck. So the idea is to find this stuff (movies, music, books, comics, games, websites etc) that is good, and let each other know about it. Sort of a recommendation programme.

If you do come across something good that you think people haven’t heard about please let me know at-

sandeep@circleoflifecomic.com

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Interesting Ad

How can you screw around with local culture and get away with it in the name of humour.

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Dealing with White "political correctness"

As Maddox has very rightly said 'At least 1 in 3 people chosen at random will necessarily be "African American," even though only 13% of the US population is black.'

My god, I kid you not. When you see political correct stuff on TV, you go "eh.. thats what people pretend in public. From inside even even Americans must be racist." I mean, of course you think that. After all, it is natural tendency of humanity to hate people. Why else would there be so many religions, sub religions, sects, nations, states, book clubs. People need a reason to fight. But not white Americans. They really believe in political correctness.

This American girl that I recently met (she turned out to be quite OK, other than the politically correct stuff.) It would freak you out how politically correct she was. She refused to agree with evolution because it was politically incorrect. We were walking through this dirty, full-of-garbage-and-dogshit street, typical to India and I asked her, does this not bother you? She says not at all, Washington is just like this. Now I have never been to Washington, but raise your hand if you belive that was true.

Sometimes, you just have to accept the fact that world if full of crazy people and ideas and not all the crazy ideas are from rightist-conservatives.

Have you seen this? www.stuffwhitepeoplelike.com

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Tommorow

I clink to an empty glass
for the absent friends,
the day is beind me and
the night descends.

I smile one last time,
for my own amusement.
Lives all around me,
moving, numerous and amazingly effervescent.

But I know behind that glass door,
abyss awaits me.
innocently corrupt, hideously beautiful,
a pious blasphemy.

So I gather up courage,
cause my spirit is weak and frail.
There are no happy endings for me,
for tommorow is a working day.

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The contract of noise

Let me make a deal with you. I will give you what you wish. Do you want unimaginable wealth, unprecedented fame like all? Or may be you desire love of a beautiful woman. Or like Faust, you want the industrial prowess to create. I will make your wish come true.

In exchange, I will take away a miniscule part of you, which serves no purpose for you; it’s rather an annoyance- your hearing ability. Don’t be exasperated just yet. You will of course have no problem communicating. The ideas that people want to convey to you, you will realize before they open their mouths. Just as they think of saying a sentence to you, it will form in your mind. The notions and ideas will formulate in your mind just as they would have if you had your hearing.

It’s just that you will never hear the chirping of birds. You will never hear the leaves rustling on ground or bushes swaying by the wind. You will never hear the strange sounds that air makes passing thorough different nozzles and pipes. You will never hear these little things that don’t mean anything to you anyways.

You will never be woken up by the sound of automobiles outside your home. The noise of people sitting next to you in public places will never bother you. Your concentration will never be broken by sound of a pin dropping in a complete silence. You will be free of these little irritations.

The sound of pain will never touch you either. You will never hear a small dog or cat whimpering in pain. You will never have to hear the screams of wounded or soft whispers of sick. Oh, you will always know about their illness, instinctively. It’s just that there will be a separation between their pain and you.

The songs….. they will be gone too. What is music anyways? Means for people to express themselves? You will know what they want to express anyways, why need a long redundant rhyme to tell you what you will know as soon as they think about it.

The essence of communication will remain, only the process will be lost. But, aren’t the ends important not the means. After all, what you need you will get. Isn’t this what you humans call pragmatism? Why bother with all the bureaucracy of hearing?

You think I am cajoling you, conning you, convincing you. But it is not true. It is your decision. A decision you make everyday and might I add everyday you chose pragmatism. Life is all around you chirping, whistling and calling for your attention every second. Every time you pass through life in a hurry of reaching some where, you are choosing pragmatism. My price for your wish is not something new, just more permanent.

So? Do we make a deal or not?

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My first attempt at Poetry.

For every piece of soul I sell,
I bury a part of it in my backyard.
So that,
when my friends are gone and
my body has betrayed me,
I have something else to cherish
than
thirty pieces of silver and an ID card.

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