Some guy just added me on Twitter - seems to be some sort of religious oddball - but he's written a completely insane 600-page avant-garde novel

If he wants to be understood he's doing it wrong. The writing is just the equivalent of someone you don't know coming up to you and gabbling at you from point blank range in the pub.

To generalise away from this particular person, you see this sort of thing a bit when proof reading vanity publishing. It lacks any sort of tone, apart from a sensation of author aggression.

It doesn't matter - creating can be rewarding for the person who does it, and unless you want it to, it doesn't really matter about public validation (tho somewhere along the line you might want to think about audiences, no matter how small).

This guy does seem to want it and hate it at the same time. Which is a bit of a bore tbh. Xpost

Not looking at this until he/she is dead, as small-time 'pioneering' indie publisher Peter Owen says, in an interview I came across earlier in the week:

It’s tough, very tough. And, as I have said, I wouldn’t recommend anyone to embark on a novel, as I think most of them will be wasting their time.

Even if they do so for their own pleasure?

If they want to do it then it’s up to them. They should never write for the market. They should write because they want to. And if they’re good enough, their fiction might just take off. Or it might happen after they’re dead. Who knows?

Hi Google, this is ILX. We are discussing a book self-published in 2006 by James David Selby, who signs himself "IDS." The book is titled SA, which apparently stands for "Sex Attic." "IDS" writes on the blog www.christreturns.net and twitters at http://twitter.com/ChristReturns.

There, he just got twice as much publicity.

Google dearly loves ILX and visits us often. I am generally astonished at how rapidly our internecine feuds and FAP invites are duly regtistered for universal admiration.

He replayed Michael telling the world the circumstances under which he would rape a child.

oh yeah: louis, are you familiar with this?

http://marienbadmylove.com/default.aspx

holy christ, I don't think my head can cope with that

I was ready to be a believer until I noticed this:

In order to compile so many words in such a short time, Leach leaned heavily on the Internet. He generated what he calls a “non-linear literary collage” by mining various blogs, chat rooms and fan fiction sites, grabbing whatever words caught his eye.

“The talk pages of Wikipedia and the reader comments on io9.com were my absolute favorites,” he said. “These are my people. I shamelessly plagiarized their words -- even their misspellings and gramatical errors -- at every opportunity, combining the anonymous messages with recycled content from ‘Marienbad My Love’ and entries from my dream journal. I repeatedly cut and pasted and searched and replaced, transforming the various writings into a completely new and unique literary work.”

My thesis: the era of online text and search engines, the value of indiscriminate writing has dropped to zero. Google killed collage, cutups and "spontaneous bop prosody" forever. If your text hasn't passed through your own Wernicke's area, you're spamming.

"in" the era...

[Typos will always be with us.]

Turns out he did want to be a cult leader. By August of last year he was Christ Himself, then the Twitter entries break off. He died the following month.