There will be a ninth.

My guess is that it goes a step deeper into the Locative and takes us another notch over the edge, like the Bridge Trilogy did with the conclusion of All Tomorrow's Parties.

Except this one I'm sure has no return from it. In other words - I expect mayhem and chaos and more than a few targets getting splattered. Kind of hard to assume all of the clandestine activity in PR and Spook Country yields no actual gunplay - especially with Blue Ant tying them together.

Here's what I'd like to see in the next Gibson book. I'd like to see the Middle East Open Up. I'd like to see Virtual Venice again. I'd like to see the foundations of Internet 2021 being relaid. I'd like to see Cayce Pollard and Hollis Henry meet, and I'd like to see Dorotea and Brown end up axing each other over bad drugs.

I'd like to see more different types of weapons. Like some SK's and some Humm Vees. I'd like to see more Night Club Sequences in Dance Environments - And yes - I'd like to see a bridge. Maybe one of those major ones in New York, like a traffic sequence on the George Washington.

I'd like to see helicopters falling out of the sky and men in combat falling in action and burned out husks of Iraqi Homes in the Literal Walled Cities on Slitscan.

I'd like to see so much reality that its scary. And so little fiction, that only the characters cannot be recreated. I'd like to see Asian Women in Mohawks flying around Shinjuku on the backs of hovercrafts and the Electric Lights of Tokyo Lit Up in Toronto.

I'd like to see Gibson appear in his own novel like he did in Agrippa. Finding himself at the edge of the piece thinking back to the Vietnam was time when he left for England and how the Academy is still running the Government into the ground - out of a 40 year old revenge deathwish.

These are all things I imagine he could accomplish with his next book. And things I hope to spark for him. Maybe I'm completely wrong.

Maybe Dorotea and Brown will never meet. Maybe we'll just keep selling shoes suits and haircuts. But I doubt it. The Simple fact of the matter is William Gibson is too slick for that. And he knows parts of the world we haven't been to.

I'd like to see him talk about Honeypotting and Data Theft by foreign governments through hardline American Corporations that are just as Corrupt as the Japanese Yakuza. I'd like to see him talk about Brown Sourcing. I'd like to see him talk about the fact that Americans - And the culture war that is impending - have no way of escaping a future that is going to be all Fireworks and IEDs. And showing us a way through it to some kind of restitution for the end of Peace in the world. Because like it or not - either we are going to stand or fall.

I'm all for standing. Who's with the man. Let him cast his ink now - while the striking iron is hot.

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I'd like to see more different types of weapons. Like some SK's and some Humm Vees. I'd like to see more Night Club Sequences in Dance Environments - And yes - I'd like to see a bridge. Maybe one of those major ones in New York, like a traffic sequence on the George Washington.

I'd like to see helicopters falling out of the sky and men in combat falling in action and burned out husks of Iraqi Homes in the Literal Walled Cities on Slitscan.

Wait for the movie version.

My thinking has gone sideways on that remark Splitcoil. I was just discussing with my friend from the UK my plans for American Mohawk becoming a film. Must be in a completely creative mood tonight.

If the movie comes out - somehow following the book outline I've introduced here. It should be full blotto. I'd love to see something like that. More than that I'd be glad to know I inspired it.

Some of the ideas we were kicking around for American Mohawk included recreating a Rave in Toronto set in 1993 with myself played by someone I know very well. Who will just be 19 in 2011. The premise will follow the book closely and be filmed on Location in NYC - Boston - Chicago - Toronto and Montreal. The generation gapping is perfect on it. 20 Years after the rave scene began. And it will be set all over Boston - I mean every stop on the Red and Green Lines - and all throughout Lower Manhattan - and 42nd St. Near the Chicago Housing Authority (the projects) - And downtown off Lakeshore. And near the major intersection of St. Denis in central Montreal. It might even include a short sequence in Detroit outside the Fox theater. Near Tiger Stadium. The music will be kickin'. I've been friends with a Cubase Studio owner in Manchester for 2 years now - and he knows Paul Oakenfold and a few other artists. More than a few actually. If I can make this happen and manage to to make my marriage work. (I plan to get married sometime around 2010). It will be a real urban legacy and not just a rave movie. It will involve a pink house in the Boston Area - a grizzled old Jerry Garcia looking guy as a landlord / subletter. Cafe's - Harvard Sq. Chess - And a million scenes of American Excess. It might even include a sequence of driving from Chicago to Boston in a 2002 Model Ford Mustang.
And most of all - it will conclude with a devolution into the end of my book and the beginning of September 11 as seen through the eyes of the director of Pattern Recognition. If we can license it for replay. The beauty of it is - The rewrite culture has been here for some time. Its just a matter of what we are able to build with it. Maybe even setting PR up for a secondary release following American Mohawk in 2011 or 2012.

I am certain that PR. it is going to be the #1 movie in America in 2008. For A long time, and critically acclaimed. Maybe even take home an Academy Award. Incedentally - I've noticed that most people here are overlooking the fact that its coming very very soon. What happened to all the hype of 2006? I will be buying my tickets for the first week of it - probably sitting in 2 or three times. And then the DVD will be a must have in July. If they can wait that long to put it on the market.

I've even got an idea for a title for the sketch I just presented - call it a working title - rather than a film title. Title Gibson's 9th book - Nails in Gotham. It would be hot - indicating both Women's fingernails - and Nail weaponry - and Gotham - well maybe DC comics would pick it up and do a piece on it. Then the rights to Gotham (New York) would be entirely free and clear. I've never been a big comic fan - I loved them as a kid up to about age 10 - but I have very much enjoyed some of the DC comics films. And Gibson is getting to be that caliber of a writer. His works create characters with as much personality as Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne - except in our times - our circumstances. He doesn't need a 100 year franchise to fall back on - but it would lift him onto the playing field of the next generation coming up. Those 15 year olds that have a lot of growing up to do, and the ones that aren't already lost in the fogs of college attachment.

I'm not a marketing agent for DC. I'm not a whiz at this particular sort of thing. I just came up with these thoughts on the fly, and I think they might do some good - elevating Gibson even more. It seems with Spook Country that he might have been a bit despondant with the characters and the jokes he presented - because he doesn't have anyone in his immediate presence telling him that there is a future beyond 9. I say shoot for at least 12 books by 2015.

He's got a long life ahead of him being that he's like rich and an international superstar in the writing community at the moment - as long as he stays clear of pitfalls - and I think he's going to shock and awe the world with what's coming next. I've wished I'd had a direct line to him ever since he sent me the post card that said keep writing. I'm going to say it to him now - Keep writing. Don't fall like Solomon trying to lift the temple. Cast your etchings in the stones of the pyramids - and make them last 10000 years. We have at least 50 million years before the sun burns out I think. The least we can do is make the world a swifter smarter place, and rip the lid off a can of whup ass and shake the walls of Jericho again. Stephenson was write to keep his writing long and codexical. That doesn't mean yours isn't equally intelligent. In fact its more so - because you know the limits to the human thought capacity. You have yet to write your Stand Mr. Gibson, but I'd encourage you to write not just a Stand, but an Interplanetary Leap. I'd encourage you to write the wheels on the next milleniums automobiles and get out your Silver and Red Plastic 1950's Ray Gun. You're going to need it to fend off all the headless zombies in Vegas.

And keep in mind that ultimately, you like every other God Endowed creature are a creator first - and a composer second. First create, then concentrate on Form. And when it looks grim - ask the masters. Look to Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle. Socrates - the great questioner - Plato - the great blueprinter - and Aristotle - the establisher of the Academy as Alexander's Star. The Sun will always set in the West. But the Sun Will Never Set on the North American Empire. You've seen it. It is true - And the brits will catch hell if they try to reckon with you. I've got a keen idea that they think they are snowing us with the France vs. Britain ploy. Its not happening this time - and if I have to cast the stone myself - with my last slingshot of momentum I am going to.

My stone flies at William - heir to the British Empire - and it flies with reason. I didn't deserve this name - Our progenitor here didn't deserve the name you branded him with, and I have no interest in going quietly. Strange isn't it - that out of the bowels of South Carolina come two writers who were destined to evidence a change on the face of the globe by flying in the face of your twisted censorship and absolute lack of faith in Reason?

I will find the rest of the links to the current struggle for the authority of the EU and its Euro upper hand to the dollar. You will no longer laugh at us from our own television networks, and you will be deflowered before you are enthroned. You will lead no Continental Army against the United States - its territories - or its occupations, and you will lead no rational man woman or child on the Canadian soil against the United States of America or any of its territories or its occupations.

Just a note - for those of you that think that this is paranoid. It really is not. It stems from a direct conversation I've been having in multiple forums with Quite a few brits. Here's what I've learned. You are a sinking ship. The french are going to take you out. And they nailed you hook line and sinker. Mahmoud is a goats head and we don't have to tolerate him. And North Korea is about to get Bush Whacked. Keep smiling - we're going to knock the stupid grin right into a Pint Glass on Essex.

I can't wait for the day when we invade atlanta and buyout CNN and roll Turner over in his grave. Atlanta may be a hotspot for East Coast Media - but its going to be a sore spot when we are through recreating the True News Network in Times Square - with NATO backed Sattellites by Teledesic with Software Engineering by Intelsat - Microsoft - and Novell. Cisco will be rolling out the door too when NBC and ABC fall. The true power authority of the Combined MBC or MegaNetwork Broadcasting Corp - will be run on Nortel Fabric - With AT&T Comsrcial VOIP and SatPhones - and powered with Blades form Business on Demand by IBM - maybe even some off site work from Siteground. The United Nations will govern the level of literacy of the new MegaNetworks and ensure that the 21 Member Security Council is able to defend with REAL NEWS and Intel - and that the United Nations Resolution are turned into laws that are actually followed by the Global citizenry rather than scoffed at by the British Royals and the mongrels in Parliament.

I'm not done yet. Keep in mind that this is all of course a prediction and not a fact. If I am given any sort of credit for inspiring the things that are to pass - I'd like it to be clear that i Came to bring a sword - but I am not the one you are looking for. They say he will come with power in the Clouds. And I'm sorry to tell those of you who are atheists, nonbelievers, gnostics and the like. He's coming soon. And I am not holding a sign on the street saying the End of the World is at hand. We've already passed that mark. And the people that want to evade hell for the next 10,000 years...well - they better get packing. I recommend bottled water - a bible - a palm leaf - some oil - and a handkerchief - because there is going to be Misery and its not going to happen to us.

1983 was a good year for the prosthetic in the Gentleman Loser - Ratz made it look like it was going out of style. I have news for you. Its coming into fashion. Something tells me the grit and dirt will be placed just right when the ash settles. And your glorious Queen on the back of the Beast is grinning all the way to the end of chapter 22. I seriously recommend we take her down a notch and make it Mr. Vice President Clinton. Because we all know who has the sack in the family. And we know why he wouldn't let her onto it. She's got teeth, and those teeth would scare any ordinary man to death. They scare the hell out of me and I'm not even a prospect. I think its time Obama put on his Pimp Coat - strutted into the Apollo Theatre - cracked a cold one - and just let the votes roll in. After all - wouldn't it be nice to for once see a white slave in the Oval Office?

Spook Country is a Go. Everything Must Go. And Nails in Gotham is a dream and a half. Get to it artists - this is my layout for 2008.

Matchbox 20 - shut your trap and quit selling records on a black man's back. Let's see how far we've come is a joke. And the video is worse. Try running for office sometime with the stigma that you completely forgot the heroes of 9-11 in your campaign materials. Or was it just fashionable to cut out the FDNY and NYPD.

Hip Hop Revolutionaries and Zionists - Wake Up and amplify the ripples of my stone's spark. You are going to take Nails in Gotham - and you are going to Graffiitize Union Square Center - And you are going to paint Pictures of Big Pun and Biggie Smalls all over every damn thing you can find and don't forget J-Lo. She's coming along for the Ride to Austin. In a tan Limousine made with custom suede seats - with a just married sign on the back. I'll sign her book if she wants. This stone should break glass everywhere it can - most defiantly like Bumblebee did it in the Transformers. That was a bitchin soundsytem in that Camaro. Break glass and learn how to tote because if that witch brings them back - its a day of reckoning and they will be gunning for our banks - our children - and our turf. And they will be armed with boatloads of illegally procured Heroin, Coke, and Ice from new supply lines established in the background of the city noise while you were sleeping. And they will have more Ammo than you for their Mack 11's so make sure you've got good aim too. Also they will have the previously mentioned Humm Vees because they are now on sale at 0% down - you might want to roll a few of those through the transit authority and get them cleared by your local NYPD. You know the game. I said "Everything Must Go." That means we've got like 2 months until the crown her queen of the party. At which point it is all over for 2k8. You have to think roughly a year ahead. He has to have your support by December 2007 to win in November 2008. Don't let this Uncle Tom Arkansas Farmgirl roughhouse you. Traat a Ho like a Ho.

That said and done - I make my way to Copy tonights proceedings - live and direct from my location everywhere in the world to my own private venues - where they aill be transcribed for further review by editorial columnists and jornals as varied as Time Magazine - Baller Status - And my own personal favorite - Business Week. See you on the flipside.

And don't get lost on the 404.

I should have titled that 8 Novels - Three Movies - A half dozen audio books - and the Virtual Kitchen Sink.

She's alive - thank God she's alive. I will have to make sure to write something more akin to Rent when this is all over. It will take time, and probably more guts than I have at this moment.

I sit here with my head held strangely forward - thinking four years of rejection couldn't have been so bad. 4 Years of very little hand holding. Very little intimacy at all - and somehow we loved each other anyway - and she dragged me out of a homeless shelter by the hair and brought me to the realization of why people were really there. I think I kissed her once. I offered her a non-existant ring.

She had "asthma" and I bought it. She just got back from a visit with her family. She told me that it was the last time she was going to see them. Because they were getting older. She says she is getting a new laptop and a new car next year. Just in time I suppose.

She'll probably want company for the ride. I will go. We will have seperate places in the Hotel. We will visit Rhode Island I think.

My whole family will be there somehow. And no one will be smiling - Not a bit. And I will go on living - like tomorrow never happened. And she will stay with Rhode Island. And we will be back in Buffalo. I'll be writing my 30 year winter in the wind, and setting up the bar - for a houseful of guests that I'll never see again. And there will be a cheese plate - and some vegetables. And the limousine will drive away to the concrete forest of headstones in the tomb of the unknown soldier that rose me from the dead on Buffalo Avenue in the midnight of a blizzard of blind rage - and 100 long walks along those tracks out behind the mission. Where I walked in the footsteps of the ghosts of Niagara - whistling with the Bible tucked in my jacket pocket - conveniently placed by a Witness who just happened to have a copy the night I arrived. We are not food for the earth. The earth buoys us up and forces us to walk - whether we want to or not. Rhode Island will never see the end of me. And Rhode Island will be where I plant a tree on Arbor Day in 2028. And Rhode Island will be my song - and my working title. And her name will remain ever unspoken. Because it matters to a select few, and they would rather have you not know, because they are intelligent people.

How about killing off Molly in book 9 too. Give her a chick she just can't beat. Like 9Jane, complete with liquid metal taser arms and needle guns that shoot out of her tits. Have some fun with it. They can fight on top of Mount Fuji with the entire sprawl of Tokyo lighting their floor. And the best part? It will sell like T3, because it can have a tactical nuclear strike executed by the Yakuza on MTV networks in Times Square. Imagine the kids pumping through the turnstiles to see that one. With their sad deflated parents as the film opens with Molly earning her Ikons in Cheap Hotel.