Part 48

To: GlennEEEE

Fm: DriveBri

Re: New Beginning!

Am not in computer cloud. Things changed. Typing fast while convo with Jason Gleick still fresh in head. Therefore not using articles, pronouns. Jason Gleick encounter extraordinary! This is memory of convo:

(I sit down across from Jason Gleick, still disconcertingly young looking. He is blond and steely eyed and, again, tall for a billionaire. We stare at each other for what feels like a minute.)

Jason Gleick: So. Summer Prototype has filled me in. I’ve been meaning to discuss something with you, as well.

Me: We probably want to talk about the same thing. But you go first, sir. I mean, Jason Gleick.

Jason Gleick: Very well. My question is: What are the rules to spherical space chess?

Me: I’m sorry, what?

Jason Gleick: Spherical space chess. Is that a real game, or something you invented?

Me: In my mind it’s real. But not so real that I thought of the rules. I made it up for a story I wrote in college. Maybe like regular chess played on a sphere?

Jason Gleick: Yes, just as I thought. Go on.

Me: Go on about the chess?

(Jason Gleick nods.)

Me: Well, I guess the chess pieces would probably have to be magnetic to stick to a metal sphere, or, like, if the sphere is a hologram, the pieces would be holographic images, and I guess you would move them around with mind power.

Jason Gleick: But what if just thinking about a certain move caused the piece to make that move when you were only thinking about it and not ready to fully commit?

(See, Glenn, that’s why he’s a billionaire. Grasps things instantly.)

Me: Of course, the story was less about the chess than about the relationship between the protagonist sex slave and his mistress, Sa-Rahyung, who falls in love with him because of his talent at sex. Plus his personality.

Jason Gleick: So then you really are the same Brian Conover who wrote “The Slave’s Gambit” for the Brandywine Fantasist?

Me: Yes, but… there were only 100 copies of that magazine ever published, most of which I kept until my mother accidentally recycled them. How do you know about this?

Jason Gleick: When I was 13, a friend of mine had an older brother who attended Brandywine. The older brother left a copy of the Fantasist in his room. The erotic tone of your story struck a powerful note in our imaginations.

Me: Same.

Jason Gleick: The spherical chess too. My friend and I created our own spherical chess set with a felt-covered yoga ball, which we hung from the ceiling of his garage. We used chess pieces with Velcro glued to the bottom.

Me: Velcro, of course. So simple.

Jason Gleick: But we cared mostly for Bry-yahn and Sa-rahyung, whose efforts to couple freely and often in various locations around the space colony was a struggle we could imagine having.

Me: It’s nice to be understood by your readers.

Jason Gleick: So have you written any other stories? Perhaps set on the same space colony, or involving other like struggles to connect and…procreate?

Me: I have a six or seven poems from around that time.

(Not actually poems, but lyrics to original songs I’d written for the Brandywinos, mostly involving their spring break adventures I’d heard about. Jason Gleick does not react. I think fast.)

Me: But I have been working on a movie script!

Jason Gleick: A version of “The Slave’s Gambit”? That would be entertaining.

Me: Not exactly, no. It’s called “Two Cool Dicks”. It’s about two detectives chasing a guy who’s really good at murdering.

Jason Gleick: Are there women in this movie?

Me: Sure.

Jason Gleick: I’d like to read it. As you know, Captive Audience Solutions is not my main focus. It was a convenient cash investment to help mitigate rapacious New York taxes. I also like looking out the window here and seeing the boats on the river. But I’ve always thought it might be an interesting launch pad for Gleick Entertainment.

Me: You want to get into show business?

Jason Gleick: Very much so. In the future, people will be unnecessary and live for 200 years. As such, entertainment and pastimes will take on immense strategic importance. I have only recently been focused on these things — every since I went to Larry Ellison’s survival island and he told me that with my wealth I could probably date an actress.

(This was a lot to take in. But then, like the friend you are, you came to my aid.)

Me: My best friend from Brandywine wrote “These Two.” He’s helping me with “Two Cool Dicks.”

Jason Gleick: Really? I enjoyed “These Two” very much. The sequel was not so good.

Me: Nobody liked the sequel. But he’s a really good writer. Don’t judge him by that.

Jason Gleick: I’d very much like to read “Two Cool Dicks”. We can discuss its future.

Me: I’ll send it to you right away. It’s not finished, but you’ll get a good idea of the kind of cool, hip vibe mixed with moody crime atmospherics I’m trying to capture.

Jason Gleick: And sexual encounters?

Me: Sure.

Jason Gleick: Do you ever dine out, Brian Conover? Because we could do that together some time. Grab some gels, discuss films. And after dining, maybe go to a bar or some such for further discussion.

Me: I would love that.

Jason Gleick: Indeed. I will tell Summer Prototype to arrange that.

Me: She could come, even.

Jason Gleick: Not yet. She’s not ready.

Me: That reminds me. Were you planning to upload my consciousness to the cloud?

Jason Gleick: Your consciousness? Absurd. You’re not fit for that kind of work. And besides, Brian Conover, the correct use for you is as my friend.

Glenn! Did you read that?? “My friend”! I’ve got a new friend! He wants to read my movie! Our movie! And he’s a billionaire! And it’s kind of perfect timing since I was definitely starting to have second thoughts about being uploaded before I mastered bicycling.

This is good for all of us!

— The Bri

P.S. Could you just maybe look at Two Cool Dicks tonight and maybe see where we could drop in a couple (or more) of women characters? Awesome, dude!

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