I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE THINKING
Bob’s got a magic cup.
When he drinks his green tea from it in the morning, for the rest of the day, he can hear people’s thoughts.
If he doesn’t drink from it, then he gets splitting headaches that feel as if somebody’s driving a sledgehammer into his head. Seriously incapacitating. It’s a good thing he doesn’t own a gun, because he might just use it to end this pain. It’s as if the cup is demanding of him, “Drink from me, drink from me.” And then when Bob does drink from the cup: Ahh, sweet peace. Sweet Peace.
What does it want, this magic cup?
Maybe it’s the evil cup. Hearing other people’s thoughts, it’s incredibly cool, and it’s also incredibly terrible. People are horrible, the things they think. Learning to work with it, to dial it down and to hone it in, it’s as if the universe has given Bob Dawson an awesomely powerful tool, one that was a bit unwieldy at first, but now that he’s getting the hang of it, it’s a skill that he can probably use to change the world for the better, though first he’s going to Vegas.
Imagine how well he’ll be able to do at the card table, being able to read people’s thoughts ... and as for dating, well, the phrase “unfair advantage” doesn’t even begin to apply.
Join Bob Dawson as he ventures into the dark territory of other people’s minds, and his own mind, embarking on a journey from the stable shores of how he once viewed the world, and entering new territory from which he will emerge forever changed.
About the Author
An Interview With Myself This interview first appeared in my head October 30th, 2042 How long have you been writing? Who am I? How can I ask myself questions? There are people who want to know, the audience. I’ve been writing since sixth grade. I’m prolifically unpublished. Why do you write? I write because I want to know how it turns out. I write because it’s my answer to impermanence. I write because I don’t feel like I have a choice. I write because writing helps me know myself. I write because writing helps me keep in touch with my humanity and the humanity of this world. I write because the world has so much suffering. I write because we can all live with more kindness and compassion and grace. I write so that others will know that they’re not alone. I write because it moves me. I write because writing is a gateway to my heart. Nice. That was nice. Thanks. You’re welcome. What do you write about? What gives life meaning? How can we live more fully and with more happiness? That’s it? I write about people realizing the ways in which they have been their own worst enemies, then realizing that they are also their own best friends. I write about the great abyss that all of us are standing before and how we do, or do not, look at it. I write about loss. Of course, what I’m writing about, is my own heart. The struggles, joys, difficulties, loves and hardships of my own heart. Why are you publishing your work yourself? I’m not good at targeting the right market and then sending my writing to the right person. That doesn’t interest me. I just want to write. The business of writing, well, it’s a lot of business. I don’t want to be in business. I want to write. What wants to be written is what gets written What’s the next step for your writing? I’d like to find a publisher and an editor (laughing). Everything I’ve written is very raw. That’s good in its own way. It’s pure. It’s straight from my heart, but I’m very much not an editor. I’m a writer. To me they’re two very different jobs. I write and just let it all come out. Are you working on any current projects? Always. Until I’m dead.