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How Charlie died

Nu var det ett tag sedan jag skrev här. Gameplayer tar upp min tid. Jag hoppas ni läser!

Men ni kommer i alla fall vara först med att ta del av min Engelsknovell när den blir klar. Den har lämnat skolvärlden och blivit ett litet privat projekt.

Och ikväll får ni en försmak!

What happen next?
A stop-motion short has between four and two pictures a second. That's six or twelve frames using the European system. The American system is different. I learnt this at a bar. A guy from France was in town working on some movie. He cursed at the American system. Called it idiotic. Or the French equivalent of idiotic.
How Charlie died was like a stop-motion short with too few shots. Like a stop-motion short missing a third of the frames.
It was something like this:
Charlie shouts "FREEDOM" like in that movie starring a long haired Mel Gibson.
And he shouts, and he runs. "FREEDOM."
The pipe in his hands is a mediaeval spear and Charlie plans to run our captor through like a BBQ.
BBQ and FREEDOM.
But the man sidesteps. Just as he is to become grill dish he sidesteps. FREEDOM? Charlie gets this look on his face, he is so surprised.
And then there is a gun. I have to admit to not being man enough to identify what kind of gun. Mark and model is to me as foreign as brain surgery or penis weightlifting. But it is a gun. Of the "trigger-cock-spark-bang-slug-dead" kind.
FREEDOM, and then there is a gun.
And BANG. And Charlie is dead.
Dead.
Dead.
Dead.
And dead.
And never more alive.
And curtain.
Only we're both still there. Me and the captor. So I ran.

Överlag tror jag att jag använder Fuck någon gång för mycket för att min engelsklärarinna (som gick katolsk flickskola i sin ungdom) ska uppskatta det.

HQ