28 March 2007

At this moment...

I'm supposed to be writing an essay that counts for something like 30% of my degree. The subject on which I'm supposed to elaborate are the techniques by which autobiographical events and information are transformed into fiction.

Given that a majority of my childhood and young adult memories are to do with fictional people, imaginary events, and highly implausible premises, I imagined this would've been easier. Turns out it doesn't exactly work both ways.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Aren't Homer, et. al loosely based on the Groening household?

And, ummmm, wasn't Stan Lee bitten by a toxic arachnid during a grad school internship?

Just trying to help here...

And Bush was never a Texan [you know the bumper sticker, "Anyone can become an American, you have to be BORN a Texan"--homeboy's birth certificate and heritage are Connecticut ruling class all the way], but he parlayed that fiction into the least meritocratic political career since Caligula.

Good luck and, when all else fails, just repeat: "Klaatu barada nikto!"