After an hour, the repetitive music from only served to emphasize Kit's frustration with her failure to clear the final level of the game. Most Atari games didn't even have "save" points, but one saving grace to Pitfall II was that there was a crossing about midway that meant a death would only take you back that far, instead of to the beginning. The first half was already so difficult that Kit refused to give up, which would mean turning off the game and losing her spot. Instead, she cranked the volume knob on the Zenith console far left and played instead to the sound of the black, single button joystick creaking left, right, up, down, and occasional "whoosh" of the boiler.
First line inspiration from "Sea Oak" by George Saunders: "At six, Mr. Frendt comes on the P.A. and shouts, 'Welcome to Joysticks!'"
This story was my absolute favorite from the Feeling Very Strange slipstream anthology. I would love to see it turned into a short film.
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Monday, July 27, 2009
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Corey leaned back in his ergonomic, minimalist office chair and gazed at the computer screen without seeing. He had read the message, as clear as the black font on green. Terri was in trouble.
His hacker friend Terri was always getting in too deep. She was good, but the government was catching up, tech-wise. Even if she was beautiful, this was starting to get to be too much to put up with. After all, he had his position at Wachtell, Lipton, Rosen & Katz, the most prestigious law firm in New York, to consider.
The forward-thinking firm had hired Corey as their computer consultant three years ago, long before anyone else, and he was not about to lose his extremely lucrative job. His 1000 square foot loft apartment, unheard of for someone his age, was well stocked with the latest in computer equipment, parts and pieces. Corey was developing computer programs on the side and was even on the verge of creating a gigantic hard drive--an entire megabyte.
Corey slipped back into his signature red high top Reebok's and began shut down procedures. Terri was quite beautiful.
His hacker friend Terri was always getting in too deep. She was good, but the government was catching up, tech-wise. Even if she was beautiful, this was starting to get to be too much to put up with. After all, he had his position at Wachtell, Lipton, Rosen & Katz, the most prestigious law firm in New York, to consider.
The forward-thinking firm had hired Corey as their computer consultant three years ago, long before anyone else, and he was not about to lose his extremely lucrative job. His 1000 square foot loft apartment, unheard of for someone his age, was well stocked with the latest in computer equipment, parts and pieces. Corey was developing computer programs on the side and was even on the verge of creating a gigantic hard drive--an entire megabyte.
Corey slipped back into his signature red high top Reebok's and began shut down procedures. Terri was quite beautiful.
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