Paul was for the month of February, a serialized story, each episode having a cliffhanger ending. This idea was mostly inspired by POW BAM BOOM vintage Adam West Batman episodes.

Paul was dividing the plots into manageable portions.

Paul was cereal: part XVI

[this box of Good Friends was opened on 1 February]

Paul was

 

 

Paul has finished the problem before arriving at school? Paul did not fall getting off the bus or trip while running on the schoolyard blacktop?

Tune in tomorrow for Part XVII of “Paul was cereal”

Paul was cereal: part XIV

[this box of Golden Grams was opened on 1 February]

 

Paul was Billy Reston’s bus stop. & then Karen Green. & then William Navidson. Time to finish this problem. Pray for a traffic jam. A holdup. Apileup. A Russian nuclear strike — though Reading was prepared:

 

 

 

& then maths magic danced through Paul’s sleepy skull. Numbers shifted. Algerbraic logic prevailed. Paul was about to scribble the solving steps & then an orange streak from below latched onto Paul’s leg…

 

What is this Wes Craven retrogression? Will Paul finally free himself of such orange hauntings?

 

Tune in tomorrow for Part XV of “Paul was cereal”

Paul was cereal: part XIII

[this box of Jason’s Camp Harmony Crunch was opened on 1 February]

 

Paul was homework time.

 

Slumped into a brown deflated vinyl bus seat, pinching himself against the cool rattling wall of his transport, Paul broke out his maths binder.

 

Reading & writing are alive in & on the many transit lines of America. Commuters tote supermarket bestsellers about; papers litter the bus floors; children – far less prone to motion sickness than older folks (many adults use the rocking motions of public transport to lull them into sleep, for a detailed survey please see: J. A. Walsleben;  R. G. Norman;  R. D. Novak;  E. B. O’Malley;  D. M. Rapoport; K. P. Strohl,  Sleep Survey of Commuters on a Large US Rail System. Managing Fatigue in Transportation: Proceedings of the 3rd Fatigue in Transportation Conference, Freemantle, Western Australia, 1998, Edited by L. Hartley. Pergamon, Oxford, pages 53 – 64) — use the jolting boxes as study centres for absorbing notes on Commodore Barry, lessons about rivers & cities, or, like Paul, completing the type of busy work maths always assigned in copius quantities (& only odd numbered problems as all even numbered equations had solutions carefully completed & bound in the back of the text book).

 

Paul was struggling over a this problem:

 

 

Will Paul use the square root to simplify? Can he complete the problem?

Tune in tomorrow for Part XIV of “Paul was cereal”

Paul was sudoku#6 Paul was call.

Paul was comment #11: [...] Paul was Chris [...]

Paul was crazy eights in the waiting room with sister Loraine.

Paul was to do:

•  
  • expand story
  • include more particulars
  • map story arch
  • plot is the usage of “and then”
  • include flash forwards
  • repeat
  • milk, OJ, beer
  • play with pacing
  • variations on a form
  • links & such
  • Aunit Lori still has a burn scar from that day
  • secondary characters
  • action
  • chapters or volumes?
  • update alternative pages, “Paul was about” “Paul was Chris”

Paul was questioning the viability of such a form as a story. Did it have enough hold to keep readers reading? Was repeating enough? Do you really know who you are? Paul was uncertain? As in, present a teaser or an antidote upfront to entice, hold, keep people interested? What if the little comments were the most interesting parts?

 

Perhaps it was not enough? The need for clear narrative laid out, edible? But like everything else? Why post everyday? Why create such schedules? Can long word(k)s sustain themselves on the net? Can creating a pile of less make more? Paul was in the kitchen screaming? Paul was was not? Paul was in his den writing with a pen?

 

“form gathers force?”

 

What is training in writing? reading? A notebook, blue? Fire? the mozzarella sticks in the toaster over? Add whiskey? A husband leaving you? spacing for things unsaid? a dislike of persons who punctuate with excessive question marks? always four lies? sentences as stanzas? Thus spoke Paul? As in to the operator on the telephone?

 

He had a ghostwriter working for him? Coo coo clock in the kitchen? Where were we? To fill in the memories? In sweatpants? A stingray bike? blue? It certainly looked like work? But unpaid? Paul was unrevised? An action of pulling apart? Strings of melting cheese? Ironically that was her job? Is that irony? It was not true anyway?  

Paul was gridded streets named after trees.

Paul was how few people
will read t his.