08 Sep sci-fi by the 8 year old me
well I’m back from Dragon*Con in Atlanta! wow, what a rad event. so many cool panels, interesting people, and amazing costumes…not to mention a boat load of great genre films. extremely happy that CERTIFIED could be a part of it. it was one of our best screenings to date. we were part of a Horror-Comedy block and people were HOWLING with laughter…and not just at our film, the entire program was amazingly funny. I’ll post more on the festival in the coming weeks, but today I want to share something from my past.
recently my Mom came across some drawings and a story that I had done…in 1988. it’s interesting to see not only what interested me thematically then (I’m joking a little) but also to look at them from a more critical “adult” perspective. here was an 8 year old boy that was writing sci-fi about WWIII. obviously I was concerned a bit about the Cold War and the possibilities of a Nuclear Holocaust.
I don’t actually remember writing this story, but I do remember that a year later I listened The Tiananmen Square Massacre happen LIVE on the radio… and then later that year to the the fall of the Berlin Wall. the events of the end of the Cold War are some of the first news items I remember and they shaped my childhood as much as the events of 9/11 shaped my adulthood. I wonder if in another 10 years I’ll look back at the stories I’m writing now and see the reflections of that event?
heh, well I really didn’t mean to get that deep of a tangent – but nonetheless I think it’s an important thing to consider. how will the events & the circumstances of today affect the work we create? is it something that’s only apparent with hindsight, or is it something that doesn’t exist until we apply significance to it later?
in the case of my short story “Space Martian” it’s pretty obvious what the “young Luke” is concerned about. but will something like CERTIFIED reflect the feelings written by a man living in a post 9/11 America? I guess we’ll just have to wait 10 years to find out.
until then…please enjoy some original drawings by myself and my bff Drew Pickard. (ha! I said “bff.”)
and here’s the transcript of the story…
by Luke 4/10/88
Once in space there was a Martian he had eight heads, one neck & five feet, twenty two tows, one leg, ten eyes, there fingers. He was very strang. But. He was very important to the Unitied States because he know how to make forsfeilds. The United States needed forsfeilds to beet the U.S.S.R. Not that the U.S.S.R. was ang stronger than the United States but equally machted. So the war could go on forever, so the martian gave the United States the stuff to make the forsfeilds and the United States won the war.
next week I’ll have a couple of new festival announcements, so stay tuned!