Twelve Blue

The thread
our time
convulsive madness
mind tricks
maze, divertimento.


Reading a story such as Twelve Blue is a challenging experience. It reminds me Cortazar's printed novel Hopscotch. The difference is that Hopscotch as any other printed and physical objectual thing called book is palpable, able to see, to measure, to observe that it has x number of pages, that eventually it is going to end. When reading Cortazar's novel you can read according to his map, move from one chapter to another going backwards, forward or selecting one random chapter. But it can also be read linearly from first to last

Twelve blue is not that case, it is not objectual, it is a story located at a certain server, written in way only the author knows. It is sometimes frustrating, you feel that one can die reading it without getting to an end. It is endless and very dynamic.

As an endless reading I just could not finish nor stop it, it is right there in my computer at home, waiting for me to continue.