Today we are interviewing me… well, not really me… it is the me from another dimension, a separate reality from this one. His name is Arthur Blacke… that’s pronounced ‘black’. He looks like me, and that makes doing this interview both weird, and strangely exciting.

I hope you all read the last post where I shared the prologue for the science fiction novels I have been getting published. It explains how the story ended up in my hands. I know, I have been telling all of you that I wrote the novels. But the truth is that some alien wrote them, and gave them to this other me, and he has been dropping off copies of them to other versions of him… and me… in all the universes… it is all very confusing.

I didn’t really do this like a normal interview. I just talked to the other me and wrote down what we said. I will put his part of the conversation in bold type.

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Dude… this is so weird… I am talking to myself…

Ha! I bet you do that anyway. I am used to it. I have met about 14 other me’s so far.

That might be a spoiler… people in this universe have only read the first book in the series. I only got the second one available this morning. I know by book four you have the ability to travel to other dimensions… how many books are there, by the way?

Okay, it is hard to answer that in a way that makes sense. Whoever is writing these books, some alien I have never met, has only given me five so far…

Five? I only have four of them…

Dude, I will give you more as I get them. They haven’t been written yet because I haven’t lived them yet. In my reality, I just finished doing the stuff in book five…

This is really confusing. How are people supposed to follow along with all this?

You should try living where I live, with all the aliens running around.

I can’t wait until the aliens get here to our Earth. When is that going to happen here?

I don’t know. Each reality is a little different than all the others, and some of them are so different that you wouldn’t recognize them. You know that there are an infinite amount of other universes, right?

Yeah, I tried to explain that in the prologue I wrote.

My reality, my universe, is a lot like this one. There are some differences. Like I was born 15 years later where I come from. It is now the year 2025, so we are a few years ahead of you, but I am the same age as you. And for some reason my last name is not the same in every one.

We are just going to confuse people if we keep talking about that. So your space ship is freaking awesome. Can you take me for a ride later?

Sure, what the heck.

I guess we can’t really tell people how you got your own space ship without giving away some of the story in book two.

I guess not.

So I have been curious. In the prologue I added to the books, I took a guess that you are delivering copies of the books to a whole bunch of other you’s in other realities just because you thought it was funny, but also because you wanted to let us know that we were going to meet aliens sooner or later, and that they were mostly going to be nice aliens. Is that about the size of it?

Yeah, pretty much. I just liked the idea of freaking myself out over and over in a few hundred different lives. But that isn’t the only reason. Once people get used to the idea that they aren’t the only them… that there are billions more of them… it kind of puts this you in the proper perspective. Makes you realize you aren’t alone. And you start to think about all the other lives you live, choices you made here that you didn’t make there, you know what I mean?

Sort of… like I know you aren’t married and don’t have kids like I do. Why is that?

I don’t really know. I was just busy. I have met lots of my kids from other me’s. It does make me wish maybe I had done it the other way sometimes.

So… uh… have you read my blog?

No matter how many of me I meet, I never get over how freakin’ self-centered we are. You know I am busy, right?

Hey, I’m just asking…

I’m sure you are brilliant and funny, is that what you want to hear?

Well… yeah…

I should really be going. I will bring you more books… just as soon as I am done having the adventures and the mysterious alien writer drops them off for me.

Are you giving me crap because I am not an as exciting version of us than you are?

Maybe a little.

Whatever… can I ask you a favor? Can you come back with some of your friends so I can interview them?

Like who?

I will ask my minions who they would like to hear from… maybe the Warlord and the General. Interviewing a Xxo would be cool.  Or the Prince and the Baron, people would love the Bats. I would love to interview Ssseeeet and his Helper-friends, Frodo, Gollum and Mr. Toad. Ooohhh… it would be great to meet VarnTa… I would like to meet an alien with a big penis growing out of the top of his head. I don’t care, anybody you can get to visit me. I would be the very first person in the reality on this Earth to interview an real alien.

I will see what I can do.

I have to say, even though you don’t look any different from me, you sure manage to get into some crazy situations. And you always manage to get out of them somehow. I mean, I have led sort of a crazy life here, but mine has just sort of slowed down, while you are doing the weirdest stuff imaginable. Are you really just making it up as you go along?

The truth is that I am just very lucky to have a great group of friends who have talents and skills that help me along. And they are brave and loyal. It is amazing what you can get done with a few friends.

Well, take care of yourself, and if you could swing by with some of those friends…

I’ll give it my best shot… unless, you know… something crazy happens and I have to save my universe again… or some other universe… whatever.

Okay, um… thanks for stopping by…