This dialogue is very similar those from my family’s oral histories as told by my grandfather, three uncles and my dad about life in the middle of Wyoming from the mid 1920’s to early 40’s on the family horse and cattle ranch 60 miles from town without electricity or indoor plumbing and an automobile that ran only periodically.
My dad earned a degree in geology after WWII just to understand the things he observed while tending to the ranch’s cattle and horses on horseback. Curiosity and lots of time to observe and think are powerful tools.
dig it, man! i really enjoyed the contrast between the vernacular dialogue and the high-minded subject matter. well-written and funny, and i'll look forward to reading more!
Two kinds of reality perhaps? One that is policed socially and another that polices itself.
Maybe so!
This dialogue is very similar those from my family’s oral histories as told by my grandfather, three uncles and my dad about life in the middle of Wyoming from the mid 1920’s to early 40’s on the family horse and cattle ranch 60 miles from town without electricity or indoor plumbing and an automobile that ran only periodically.
My dad earned a degree in geology after WWII just to understand the things he observed while tending to the ranch’s cattle and horses on horseback. Curiosity and lots of time to observe and think are powerful tools.
I’m glad it struck a chord! Thank you for your comment.
Really enjoyed it!
Thanks, Arvind!
dig it, man! i really enjoyed the contrast between the vernacular dialogue and the high-minded subject matter. well-written and funny, and i'll look forward to reading more!
Thanks, R.G.!
It's funny how much this prolog reflects the pseudologues at the beginning of my Sybiliad books.
I'll have to check those out!