About This

Three bloggers are currently sharing this site. Two of them live in Bangkok, most of the time; the other inhabits a generated reality known as Aeolia.

 

Collin Piprell.  I’m in the business of  generating alternative realities and then exploring them. This, I claim, is not schizophrenia. A Canadian writer and editor based in Bangkok, I’ve also lived in England, where I did graduate work at Oxford, and in Kuwait, where I learned to sail, waterski, and make a credible red wine in plastic garbage bins. I’ve written books or articles about diving, boating, coral reef natural history, wining & dining, major hazard control, komodo dragon lizards, Moken sea nomads, luxury homes, architects & architecture, fasting, and quite a few other things. (See wordsmith for more.)  E-mail Collin.

My friend Jack is already squatting on my site. He’s convinced the whole world will be fascinated with his career as a hack writer (his own characterization). But it gets stranger than that. Now I find some sort of channel, maybe a digital wormhole, between my site and Leary, a guy who started off as a mere character in one of my books but who now, he claims, inhabits a generated reality 50 years in the future. What’s next? I almost hate to look.

Leary. Who’s Leary? He was already something of a mystery when he first appeared to me many years ago. I was writing Bangkok Knights (link), my first book, and a minor character called Leary quickly took on real flesh, even though he was no one I’d ever known; he was in part a composite of people from my underground mining days and an oil platform worker I’d once met on a fishing boat. Leary’s main Bangkok hangout was Boon Doc’s bar. In Knights, Leary was in his early forties. He turned fifty several years later, in my novel Yawn (link). At this point in his life, he was partners with Big Toy and Dinky Toy in a Pattaya bar call Hot Licks, and he ran the Down Down Scuba Center, the diveshop next door. He was also writing a book called Half Full, the story of his first half century.

If you read my books Genesis 2.0 or  Syn (the first two novels in a series, complete, awaiting publication), you’ll meet the 108-year-old Leary, who, in the prequel Syn, is living  in the ESSEA Mall, roughly where Bangkok and the Gulf of Thailand’s Eastern Seaboard used to be. With help from mid-21st-century nano-medicine, he’s still firing on most cylinders. By the time of Genesis 2.0, his pronouncements on existence are  rather more Olympian. He’s now an ascended ebee, or “scendent,” biologically dead yet still living in the year ad 2055 in a generated reality known as Aeolia. He’s making notes towards a second book, this one called Full of It, and he has chosen this blogsite to channel his thoughts from the middle of the Third Millennium, a unique perspective looking back on the late 20th and early 21st centuries.

Don’t ask me how all this happened; I haven’t the faintest idea.             Leary’s Laws.

Jack Shackaway. I’m a freelance writer. With the emphasis on free. I’m single. I’m free of debt. I’m also notably free of money, though that doesn’t matter too much when you’re a hack writer in Bangkok. Jack the Hack. All you have to do is write nice things about people and places, and wear a tie at the right times, and everything the average person could ever want is free. I don’t need much money, if fact, beyond what it takes to pay the taxis which get me to the places which give me food and drink. And tips—all this largesse tends to make me too generous in the latter department. My airfare is free. Hotels are generally free, and I eat well.

My own novel, Free Lunch (sample), is still pretty much in the planning stage. In fact I should do something on it right now, but this blogging business tends to eat up time, and I’ve got to get ready for a cocktail party this evening. It’s not that I really want to go, but you never know what contacts you might make. Not to mention this hotel serves excellent hors d-oeuvres and a passable red wine. More than passable. So that takes care of dinner.

17 thoughts on “About This

  1. Why do you want to generate alternative realities when we’re already having enough trouble handling the one we’ve got? Are you a Commie, or what? Also, there’s an apostrophe in “hors d’oeuvre,” above, not a hyphen. But that is the fault of the French, who have to gussy everything up in ribbons and bows and call a little snackie-thing an hors d’oeuvre when it should be called a khanom. Or possibly a munchie.

  2. I’m trying to get in touch with Collin. I’m an old friend from Oxford days. My computer, with his email address, crashed over a year ago and it just now occurred to me to Google his name. He’s famous! I hope you’re reading this, Collin, and that we can get back to irregular contact. (Note the new email address.) In the meantime, I’m going to read your web writings and order the books I don’t have by you. Looking forward to many happy hours of reading. Sorry this isn’t more scintilating, but it’s around 3 a.m. and I’m half asleep. Cheers!

      • Funny the things you remember – like the day you bit off my fingernail while we were wrestling, or speaking of mothers – the day we rushed into your house after a hot afternoon picking blueberries. You hogged the water tap in the kitchen, and I ran into the bathroom. Little did I know your mom was luxuriating in the bath!
        I have some Levack memories on my Blog.

  3. Hi Collin
    Good to find you again, last time we met was in Little BANG. We are in Delhi now. Have a look at the blog.
    Hope you’re keeping well, all the pharmaceutical info and a rather severe photo doesn’t bode well, but hope you are in the pink and fighting fit
    Best wishes

    • Maybe it’s time to change my photo. Wasn’t aware it was “severe.” I’m fine, and all the wellness lore, if that’s what it is, is just for fun.

      Your site looks great. I’ll have a closer look tomorrow; have to run just now.

      Good to hear you guys are doing well. Living in India must be fascinating.

      Cheers,

      Collin

  4. I liked your novel “Kicking Dogs”. I’ve got one of my own ready. Can you suggest a way to get it published apart from self-publishing? Another cry for help : I’m in Pattaya. In trouble with getting my Weebly web site off the ground. I’m way down on computer / internet IQ. Do you know anyone in my neck of the woods who might be free to give me a lesson or two?
    Thanks,
    Jon Finch

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