The first book I wrote was about my mythical bounty hunter. I began the narrative as a comic book in 1984. I was 14 at the time. I had ethereal ideas inserted into the story. When I worked on it in high school, a girl that I had a crush on began to ask me about Drakx, my character. That was when I realized that making up people from thin air, and having others care about your figments was an odd, special feeling. Drakx Slazakohn got me through high school. Facebook didn’t exist in the 80s.
When I got of age, I completed my book. I heard that many thought I plagarized Bladerunner. I was 14 when I began my opus. Bladerunner did come out in 1982, but it was rated R, and at 14, mom forbade me from watching R rated movies (if you were a teen at that time, you’d understand).
When I finally got a chance to see Bladerunner, I understood what they were talking about.
Now, mind you, I didn’t know that it was the movie version of Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? I had never even heard of Phillip K. Dick before. Phil was amazing. When I found his writings, I became consumed. I just never got any ideas from him.
Yes, my book is about a bounty hunte going after some uber-humans called the DNAccidents, and Rick Deckard went after the Replicants, but the story is entirely different.
Yes, Drakx had help from a DNAccomplishment called Kimi, and that story line is similar to Rachel in Bladerunner, but Deckard wasn’t killed seven times in the first twenty minutes. Drakx loved killing fugitives, and Rick couldn’t stand it. The stories are similar, I know, but radically different.
I’ll come out with that story before the end of the year, and you can tell me if it, the story, reminds you of Bladerunner.