{"id":867,"date":"2008-12-28T22:10:26","date_gmt":"2008-12-29T06:10:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/?p=867"},"modified":"2008-12-28T22:10:26","modified_gmt":"2008-12-29T06:10:26","slug":"starting-jim-and-the-flim","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2008\/12\/28\/starting-jim-and-the-flim\/","title":{"rendered":"Starting JIM AND THE FLIM"},"content":{"rendered":"

On December 23, 2008, during the big family Christmas reunion at our house, I had a few spare minutes and managed to write a kind of start for my next novel, with working title Jim and the Flim<\/em>. I pasted together some bits that I liked from some SF warm-up raps that I wrote this summer while I was still getting ready to write my memoir\u2014see, for instance, my blog posts, \u201cCow Liver Goddess Satori<\/a>,\u201d\u009d and \u201cNovels as Memoirs.\u201d\u009d<\/a>)<\/p>\n

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I put the material into the past tense and changed the parts that were first person to third person, though I may yet flip back to first person. And now I\u2019m smoothing the material and revising it, and thinking about how to complicate it into a novel. I can feel a little pulse, it\u2019s coming to life.<\/p>\n

The main character Jim Oster lives with a woman, Weena Wesson, whom he believes to be an otherworldly being called a flim. The flim mind is embedded in a body that she\u2019s grown from a cow liver. Jim and Weena are seedy older people living in Santa Cruz. I\u2019m looking for a Dickian tone this time out, with the tech pretty simple and some what-is-reality elements.<\/p>\n

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I\u2019d like the reader to believe, initially, that Jim Oster is mistaken in his belief that Weena is an alien flim inside a cow liver. But I think by the end of the first or the second chapter we learn that he\u2019s not nuts\u2014for if he were, we wouldn\u2019t have much of an SF novel, would we?<\/p>\n

Why is Weena living in a tweaked cow liver? Well, mainly I\u2019m goofing off the traditional notion of UFO cattle mutilations. But I want a science reason to explain it. Suppose that the flims can\u2019t physically come here unless they\u2019re in one of those spacetime regions where our mundane world and the Flimland happen to overlap. When the worlds are separate, a flim can nevertheless project their personality information into a piece of mundane host matter. And for some mumble-mumble science reason, a cow liver is very suitable. If carried out fully and for a long period of time, the flim\u2019s astral projection kills the flim\u2019s original body. Weena makes this sacrifice as she has an important mission in the mundane world.<\/p>\n

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What is the mission? This has to do with my theory about where the flims are from. Note that I\u2019m not interested in having the flims come from distant stars or planets, that whole concept feels hackneyed and boring. I want them to come from right here, like nature spirits.<\/p>\n

A standard way of explaining otherworldly beings is to suppose that they live on a universe parallel to ours, and they are able to reach over into our world or even hop back and forth. Like from the astral plane. But I want a sense of the flims being essentially embedded in our world\u2014like elves or ghosts. So I want a more intimate connection than a some parallel world, something more integrate than alternate sheet of spacetime that\u2019s stuck to ours like a protective plastic sheet stuck to the viewscreen of a new digital camera. If there\u2019s any fixed, uniform distance between the two hyperplanes of reality, the worlds are separate, even if the distance is a mere Planck length.<\/p>\n

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So I\u2019ll suppose that, yes, flims live in a parallel spacetime, but that their astral plane and our mundane plane are in fact precisely the same in many spacetime regions. I think of an astral veneer that\u2019s irregularly delaminating from a mundane tabletop. At certain places and times, the world of the flims is identical with our quotidien reality, in other spots their reality sheet bulges up. I suppose that the bulge pattern is, like any other naturally occurring shape, a chaotic fractal.<\/p>\n

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If we go with the delaminated sheets model, we can have the traditional fantasy notion of there being certain times and lands where \u201cthe elves are real.\u201d\u009d Locales where Flimland and our mundane world are one and the same. And the action of my book has to do with a Return Of The Magic. We\u2019re about to pass into an era when the flims are fully visible to us all the time, and the astral and the mundane worlds are one.<\/p>\n

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Do the flims welcome the impending unification? I think not, no more so than will the conservative elements of our own society. Let\u2019s suppose that the elvish flims are green and Earth-nurturing. They won\u2019t relish being merged into a world full of real estate developers, gross polluters, and shopping malls. Weena\u2019s mission is to try and reform humanity a little before the worlds merge. And it may be that Jim\u2019s mission is to teach the flims to love us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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