As noted in the Intro, a few key lines from others’ works have been incorporated into this story, specifically those of Ralph Steadman and Hunter Thompson. And that’s as it should be. If I was going to go to all the trouble of writing a secret history, you’d better be damned sure there’d be extensive research, and quoting lines from that is just par of the course.
As not to interrupt the story’s rhythm the directly quoted material is being put on the record here. My Chicago Manual Of Style is currently being used to keep my office door from blowing closed, so the annotations are being referenced by page number and the beginning of the line. If you can’t handle that, there’s probably no help for you—here or anywhere else.
“You’re late!” I yelled, still working to get a rise out of Ralph. He bent forward and with thumb and forefinger, measured then showed me the half–inch gap between my bumper and his knees.
“You bastard, Hunter! That could have been nasty!”
I told him he knew what the odds were when he’d decided to fuck with me.
Ralph’s and Hunter’s quoted lines, as well as the last sentence, are quoted from page 138 of THE JOKE’S OVER. In fact, the whole arrival scene is a wild embellishment of the same pages, though anyone who has seen BBC’s OMNIBUS program will remember it a little differently. Read Mr. Steadman’s book to find out why.
“That’s what I mean!” I said. “One must be prepared at all times.”
Nigel looked ready to piss himself. “But won’t someone hear that and report you to the law?”
“Of course,” I said and tucked the long–barreled revolver back into the shoulder holster. “But I have an arsenal of them in a locked–up safe. No one would dream of coming up here. Why would they? They will have heard that fucker down in Aspen and know all is well. You’re safe up here, Nigel, and prepared.”
Except for Nigel being ready to piss himself, all the dialog comes from page 140 of THE JOKE’S OVER.
Here it is—the inciting incident—the lines that jolted me into writing this story. I was laying on the couch, reading Steadman’s memoir. When I got through Hunter’s lines, I thought, “Holy shit! This explains everything!” It was all right there: the guns, the fortified compound, the hard–living/hard–drinking/go-for-broke existence—it’s all due to Hunter’s previous, albeit secret, experience with zombies! I couldn’t sleep that night, so got up and burned through the first 800+ words of Chapter 1, right to the part about the elephant tusks.
I’d downed bats on the wing at 150 yards . . .
HST references his marksmanship in several letters to friends in The Proud Highway collection.
I started to cry, too, but figured that was not called for, so cursed instead.
A paraphrased quote from HST’s letter to Paul Semonin following the assassination of John F. Kennedy. Letter dated November 22, 1963. See page 418 of The Proud Highway. (That same day, Hunter wrote his friend William Kennedy in which he first uses the phrase “fear and loathing.”)
That’s it for now. As the novel progresses, there will be other bits of writing referenced and used for the purposes of better storytelling, but you’ll have to wait for those.