Is this a game or is this a story? I can’t decide.
When I heard that Charles Yu was giving away the mysterious “Book from Nowhere” from his novel I was terribly excited. The book is a McGuffin/plot point in Yu’s novel “How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe” – the protagonist is the author who gives himself the book before shooting himself in the stomach.
It’s one of those books.
The publisher actually created a physical mockup of the all-metal book from the story and let Wired give it away in a contest – best comment wins the tome. I dashed off an entry and a few days ago I learned that I won that contest.
My winning comment was what I could get done in a little bit, but I’m so excited to have won that I cooked up a special presentation of the story I wrote. Charle’s book deals with fathers and sons and families and regret and time and loss and paralysis and so does this.
I wrote this. I can’t illustrate worth a damn, so I wrote some code to do it for me. Every time you load that page, it will reach out to Flickr for Creative Commons licensed images on the subjects of mistakes, loss, time, etc. Much thanks to Tove Hermanson and Sam for their help as my editors. There are also links in there. Click them.
At night, when you sleep, it eats anything you’ve left on it and grows more tentacles. First a stack of mail and my penny jar disappeared, later I was searching for my black vase full of black roses. When I was looking for my car keys I noticed the nubs sprouting from the previously smooth underside.
The stray cats disappeared from the shopping market. The trees emptied of birdsong. The table became too long for the hall I had put it in, so I moved it to the foyer where there was a bit more room. I had to buy an area rug to cover the deep gouges it made in the floor as it paced at night. No matter, it looks great. I wouldn’t be selling this awesome table, but my fiance insists. It has learned to climb stairs.
I never should have shown her the scratch marks on the bedroom door upstairs. Now she won’t sleep over.
For sale to good goth owner, $666 or O.B.O.