Let's do the timewarp again!

The sudden jumps and time changes, character changes in the babysitter left me feeling a bit dizzy at the end of it all. It felt like there were four or five different stories all going on, and then they were just cut up and placed in random order for the hell of it. Really, part of the challenge is figuring out the time and place of each "piece" even if it matters or doesn't.

It reminded me of the non-importance of plot in a piece like this. I mean, it's not that plot isn't "important" it's just that it takes a back seat to the creation process. It's a scary, complex thing anyways, and the blur between what's going on and what's just fantasied seems to be getting fuzzier and fuzzier as we venture down this rabbit hole we call 471.

As long as no pills are being handed out, I think i'm good. I'd rather not be in the matrix for a writing class.