When I retired from the Health Dept. at the end of 2011 I told myself that my new job would be to write my "novel"--Appearances. The plan was to collage together a novel from 365 fragments. More accurately the plan was to try to write a fragment a day for a year and then to revise it into whatever its final state might be. I've been at this project for about 2 and a half years now and just completed fragment 290 in the first draft. So, best laid plans and all that... It's the longest, craziest writing project I have ever attempted.
Appearances isn't a novel in a traditional sense. My friend Thomas Fink says that it is my epic poem. I don't know about that, but maybe he's right. There are many quasi-allegorical elements to the text. Characters appear and disappear. The characters I'm currently working with are: the Virtual, the Real, History, Politics, Science, Love, an (occasional) Other, the Ventriloquist, the Projectionist and the Hypnotist. (FYI: the Ventriloquist, the Projectionist and Hypnotist together comprise the performance art group known as Vaudeville without Organs.)
Here's the most recently completed fragment (290):
The Real climbs up on a bar table and takes off all of its clothes. Its body is revealed to be a map of crisscrossing sutures. There is nothing seamless about the body of the Real.