Welcome to the mind of John Scott Ridgway. Beware falling rocks and angels.

YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENTER WHAT THE INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITY CALLS THE 'WITTING.' The implication being anyone who doesn't know what is truly going on in the world is 'unwitting.' I have an academic/artist background that includes three books, oil painting, radio and tv... though mostly, I write on the web and give the words away. Better read than dead, I always say. I studyied military intelligence, cults, english, history, and philosophy, among other subjects that I took in my quest to have something to say in my work.... I am proud to say I studied under peaceful warriors, like Dr. Danial Stern, an icon in the sixties who hung out with the panthers, dealt with agent provocaters, spies.


Find me on facebook at john scott ridgway... there are two of me... one is active. I trust you can figure it out. Doing a lot of stuff there. Basically showing my daily trek throughout the dozens of papers I peruse while waiting in some bush, pr parked somewhere, you know, out stalking, or whatever, you know... hunting humans, maybe... but not in an illegal way. Really.

I urge you to try out my new Jesus, blog, too. He is nothing like you have read before. This creature from the planet Heaven is mistaken for an alien, a cult leader, a terrorist.... Military intelligence agents and secrets are thrown all over in this blog.... please spread my writing whereever forfree... The book is not just for Christians. I am almost an agnostic... I, Christ... will lead you to heaven, or at least give you a lot to think about. After years of getting mostly a's in college, I can at least parrot a few things you have not heard.

Saturday, February 12, 2005

Update on the latest novel, and a bit of bitching and ranting

posted by johnnypain @ 1:15 AM
My characters have to write a manifesto, and hopefully this will not come off as pretentious as the idea of writing a manifesto seems.

I mean, if you follow my mind at all on the path it is weaving through these blogs, you know I want to make something of a statement with my book, too.

Nothing obvious like save the trees and whales -- fuck those trees and whales (My dad was killed by a half tree/ half whale in Nam ,and I still have ISSUES, okay? And don't get me started on that fucking rain forest...). No, Preaching to the choir is boring, like cheating at a game. I hate art with such obvious messages that you think, "I could have said that better in one sentence."
That is why my paintings are about bringing beauty into the world, and my writing is about fighting the culture war. I have my own little culture I am endorsing, of course, and hope to insert it into the big discussion, you know?

Writing can can be done by writers just to make money, but like I always say, and even sometimes mean, "Money isn't reason enough to work."

Don Delillo had a character who was so desperate for a niche market that he started writing porno aimed at kids. Americana. I like white noise better -- it's about a pop culture professor of Hitler who can't speak german, or admit as much to anyone. Made me laugh out loud. And I am one of those guys who rubs his chin after hearing a joke and just says something flat like, Hey, that is a good joke,' etc... like I am back in a meeting trying to write skit comedy.

And this brings us back to the manifesto that my characters have to write. I am going to use a little of the prose in here from Why I Write, or some such entry.

They are basically going to do something along the lines of Dogma 29 or whatever that film group was that was trying to film naturally, with less of the fakeness of hollywood, or something... I did like their ideas, though they all went on to bigger and better things as soon as the budget's went up. Never dig your heels in about an opinion about how you will do your art forever, because your art may have other ideas. God, that is a little mystical for me.

Well, time to hit the novel. So far, I have everything set up to write a big scene involving rape... which is not going to be fun.

I want to say in here, too, that I really am grateful all of you folk out there are responding so well to my writing. I am getting more people already than I would have ever expected, topping 1,000 yesterday and 1100 today. I hope you all come back now, ya hear?

I will report on how the writing went later on tonight. My girlfreind is out so I finally have the place to myself for a change. Since she has been laid off, she gets in my way a lot, but I love her too much to make a big deal out of it, and she tries to give me time to create. WIthout her, god knows, you scribe here would be living in public housing, since, as you know, my body is crippled.

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