Daily word count: 612
Total word count: 41,842
I wandered off and wrote words in
another project. Goddammit brain, get back here and finish this thing that you
started!
I am also listening to the
audiobook - Time Travel: A History by James Gleick. It’s fascinating.
Some really huge concepts and it
seems to be sucking up my brain power. Leaving me with a very long list of
things I clearly need to find and read.
I once tried to write a work of my
own that ended up wrestling with time travel issues… and you’ll be unsurprised
to hear it’s one of my trunked novels.
I do remember running a
scrapbooking workshop years ago when we lived in Jakarta. Kid 1 wandered in and
asked, “Mum, what’s the fourth dimension?”
He was six.
“It’s time, honey.”*
“Huh?”
“You know there are three
dimensions or axes. Let’s say this coffee cup is an object - we can note its
place within space by how high it is off the ground and by how far away it is
from that wall, and also how far away it is from that wall. Height, breadth,
depth. Three axes. But we also need to note how it moves over time… if I drink
and then put it down over here… then it has changed its position over time.”
I demonstrated.
“Oh.” There was a pause. “Is there
a fifth dimension?”
“Probably, but I don’t know what it
is.”**
A longer pause. “So, if we could go
to the fifth dimension, then we could travel through time?”***
“Theoretically, yes.”
“Huh.” He took several exaggerated
steps towards the kitchen door. “I am moving into another dimension!” he
shouted over his shoulder.
“Okay, honey. Make sure you close
the door behind you.”
I looked up to see a room full of
women staring at me; mouths agape.
Life with an Asperger’s kid, I tell
you…
*His year one teacher told me that
it was my fault that he was the way he was. Excuse me? He asks you a question,
and you tell him the answer. I honestly had no answer to that. Wtf?
** I asked a friend about this, and
he said the fifth dimension was basically the fourth dimension crumpled up upon
itself. Naturally, I told kid 1 that later.
***years later I asked Kid 1 where
he got this idea from and he said The Powerpuff Girls cartoon. Idk… maybe???
He, of all people, never forgets anything [that he cares about - tidying up
after himself? Not so much…].
In Gleick’s novel he talks about how
our first exposure to the theories of time travel is often via children’s
cartoons. Donald Duck invents the wheel, or whatever.
No comments:
Post a Comment