In The Terminals Of Minraud is a trilogy of short stories assembled entirely out of sentences from William Burroughs novels. (I couldn’t afford to chop up my copies of the books, so they aren’t technically proper cut-up stories).
The three stories – March My Captive Head, Last Of The Gallant Heroes and Fading My Name Through Dying Air – were assembled using five different Burroughs novels (Junky, Naked Lunch, The Ticket That Exploded, The Soft Machine, and The Place Of Dead Roads), and adhering to the following rules:
1. Each sentence should be from a different book from the preceding and following sentences.
2. Each sentence should be used whole.
(Minor changes to names, genders, tenses, etc were allowed, to maintain consistency.)
I think in the end I broke both those rules once, across the three stories. Please forgive me for my crimes.
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