How’d Palahniuk Do That?
Tonight I was driving home from work listening to Chuck Palahniuk’s Rant on my tape deck. A few miles from home I got behind a black Corolla with STUDENT DRIVER painted on the fender in huge white luminous block letters. I’m driving along for mile after mile, just below the speed limit, keeping my distance, while the voices in the story speak. My mind wanders.
In the story, a carload of characters are driving along in the dark, talking. One says something something like, “I think we’re missing Soccer Moms tonight. ” Another answers, “Nah, tonight is STUDENT DRIVERS.”
Philip K. Dick was a master of this sort of reality-creep. Chuck P. has it too.