Wednesday, December 09, 2015

of Afterword of the Novel "Pines" - Blake Crouch pays tribute to Twin Peaks


These days I must admit I have lost my ability to lose myself in one good book and read it from the start to the end. Sigh. I don't really know why. So I'm pleased to realize that the novel "Pines" reminds me the joy of able (yay!) to maintain the momentum to read, read, and read. Perhaps it's because before I consume the book, I had just finished watching the 10-episode of "Wayward Pines", the TV series which are based on the Wayward Pines novel by Blake Crouch.

What also impressed me most is the "Afterword" of the novel of which the author pays tribute to...TWIN PEAKS! The other TV series that had (and still does) puzzled me. Oh and guess what, TWIN PEAKS will be having a new 18 episodes target to broadcast in 2016! Till then stay tune & check for any update at "Welcome to Twin Peaks". Heh.

Anyway, here's the "Afterword" of the novel "Pines" reproduced as follows (and yes, Blake Crouch really has to be proud that his own creation has a wonderful magic of its own. I am truly waiting for the Season 2 of "Wayward Pines", but alas, as according to Seriable, "Wayward Pines Cancelled By FOX After One Season"...):

On April 8, 1990, the pilot episode of Mark Frost and David Lynch's iconic television series Twin Peaks aired on ABC, and for a moment, the mystery of Who Killed Laura Palmer? held America transfixed. I was twelve at the time, and I will never forget the feeling that took hold of me as I watched this quirky show about a creepy town with damn fine coffee and brilliant cherry pie, where nothing was as it seemed.

Twin Peaks was ultimately cancelled, the brilliant director and actors went on to do other things, but the undeniable magic present in those early episodes still haunts me two decades later. Shows like Northern Exposure, Picket Fences, The X-Files, and Lost occasionally veered into that eerily beautiful creepines that defined Twin Peaks, but for the most part, for this fan at least, nothing else has ever come close.

They say all art--whether books, music, or visual--is a reaction to other art, and I believe that to be true. As good as Twin Peaks was, the nature of the show, in particular how abruptly and prematurely it ended, left me massively unsatisfied. Shortly after the show was cancelled, I was so heartbroken I even tried to write its mythical third season, not for anyone but myself, just so I could continue the experience.

That effort failed, as did numerous other attempts as I matured, both as a person and a writer, to recapture the feeling my twelve-year-old self had experienced back in 1990.

Pines is the culmination of my efforts, now spanning twenty years, to create something that makes me feel the way Twin Peaks did. In no way am I suggesting that Pines is as good as Lynch's masterpiece, or even something that is likely to take you back to the feeling of that series. The show was so utterly its own thing that any attempt to recreate its aura would be inherently doomed to fail. But I feel the need to express how much Pines is inspired by Lynch's creation of a small town in the middle of nowhere--beautiful on the outside, but with a pitch-black underbelly.

Pines would never have come about, and I may never have become a writer, if my parents hadn't let me stay up late on Thursday nights, that spring of 1990, to watch a show the likes of which we will never see again.

So thanks, Mom and Dad. Thanks, Mr. Lynch and Mr. Frost. And of course, the inimitable Agent Dale Cooper.

Pines is not Twin Peaks, not by a long shot, but it wouldn't be here without it.

I hope you enjoyed my show.

Blake Crouch
Durango, Colorado
August 2012

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