|A codamundi ate our Adobe dogument in D♭ miner is a story we tell ourselves to reconcile th past||
Feb 19> It's bin almost a week since our last confession, dear Inurnet... probly a record for 2020/2021. Bin busy "writing" a 26 pg chapbook, Codamundi #2 in D♭ miner, that BWR solicited from us... hope they accept it cuz not sure what else we'd do w/ it! Codamundi is based on an unifinished story we wrote decades ago called "A Wake Full of Weeds" that has gone thru various permutations, changing + adapting to the various forms of technology used to write it, a veritable technotext where the message is the medium... @ 1 point we onely had a hard copy + scanned it in + tried to recover it w/ OCR + it morphed into a mangled mess of txt. We rolled w/ it + continued skeumorphing th technotext + adding images, working on it solidly for the last 2 weeks... then last night we were going thru final edits when InDesign crashed.
... sure the guy (whose name we cant remember but of course he was Indian) thought we were coo-coo for coca puffs. Din't help our case when we said we were just typing in a document when it crashed, cuz obviously what we're doing is not exactly normal usage. We sent him the corrupt file (or rather he sent it to himself since he was still driving our computer) to see if his "technical team" could salvage the file + said he would email it back to us if he did. This was around 10 pm last night. We woke up at 1 a.m. + checked our email but no dice. Then we couldn't get back to sleep + got to thinking that even if they did salvage something we didn't know if we wanted to risk diving back into it when the deadline to submit this chapbook is 3 days away. We did retrieve a stable version from the night before that BackBlaze backed up, but we spent probly 12 hours working on it yesterday + there's no way we could remember everything we did. Fortunately we PDF'd a version an hour or 2 before it crashed that was near to final. So what we did was write a 1 page intro to the piece, a sort of dog-ate-my-homework justification as to why the piece had all the typos + was unfinished mostly just recounting the above story w/ the slight embellishment that this Indian guy was able to recover this corrupt file + possibly even made modifications to it so in a sense is co-author (the author name used for this piece is "0x"). Anyways, hope BWR accepts it + hope we didn't ruin our chances by posting the above page. Also funny how they solicited us, they saw our work from A Raft Manifest + The Becoming online + contacted an editor who'd published an excerpt asking if they knew who these Rem + Rom charactors were + eventually that word got passed onto us + we confessed we was the spokesperson for Rem+Rom.
Input-wise, movie-wise, on Feb 13 we saw Stories We Tell, which was an intresting documentary that has us really confused @ 1st given dat we're always cognizant of whose doing th filming... the description of the film made it seem like it was pieced together from existing super 8 footage this Candadian family had (like our one super 8 footage we were blogging about a few posts ago)
+ we were thinking it was nuts how much footage this family had, not just of the family but also periphery people (don't want to give too much of the plot away) but ends up most of it was footage they fabicrated to look like old home movies. They had us fooled had we not been wondering who was doing the filming cuz @ a few points they're all in the picture which is never the case in true home movies cuz sum 1 has to be behind the camraw. We also finely finished season 6 of Schitt's Creek (we thought it sort of fizzled out twards the end + was wrapped up way too neatly) then started on The Durrell's in Corfu, based on My Family and Other Animals + other Gerald Durrell books (which we devoured in high shcool + collage when we thought mayb we wantid to be a biologist), about his upringing in Corfu + also his brother Lawrence (what's w/ these Brit familiies where 1 brother is a naturalist + the other a writer, see also the Attenborough's).
As u can see, weather-wise another dud of a snowstorm yesterday... like in the last post they predict 6 inches of snow + we get ½ an inch of shitty ass ice/sleet/frozen rain + now it's snowing tho they didn't predict it (tho not sticking). That path shoveled in front of our neighbor's place all the way to the coroner is our doing, you're welcome Inurnet.
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