October: A Very Important Idea!

“You should be writing this one down!”

“You’re right, of course. Going through the motion of typing…” when he finished the sentence the phrase, “motion of typing” lifted at the end in a manner taught to me by the Jewish comics and writers of Sitcoms. A lift that is maybe already 2nd generation, iteration of Yiddish expressionism. It also means the sentence isn’t really over yet so please don’t interrupt me, mister. (it’s very ineffective, especially among Jews in that this pause, that my cue to start talking. But, still, according to my education, that’s the way it works.)

Where was I? I interrupted myself. Ah, OK!!

Yeah yeah it’s all a pain in the ass but I really like this device and I want to try it out, so that’s why we’re doing this one public first. (Good news I’ll probably fuck it up anyways so that anybody reading it thinks there is little to no merit to the device.)

Bottom line; there is this idea for a story I want to write in the future. It’s essentially**********soiler alert {it should say Spoiler, but I typo’d and then decided to leave it there}: This is the twist to the story. If you don’t want to know what happens, stop reading riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig (deep breath)    httttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt  HERE!

Ok, they’re gone! They’re looking forward to reading the story in the future, and they’ll never know. I may have sold it to Steven King and then when they read it and they see the twist, they’re never ever going to be sure I didn’t sell him that twist. Hey, it happens. What, do you think your author comes up with all his own ideas? That’s quaint. Anyway, They’re gone.

It’s a play on Citizen Kaine and Rosebud. But what it is instead of Rosebud is “That road I never took.”

This story can be set in any age. With any characters of any, or every, or none, ethnicity or gender(s).

As a SCI FI story, they are trying to replace memories with more pleasant memories as such they keep reinventing our protagonists’ backstory with adventures by the chapterful!

In Enlightenment France, the biographer is trying to restate the patron’s life story as to have fulfilled the wishes of the young, idealistic Franc. before, he became an old disenchanted one.  All due to poor choices made by the rebel. As he slides down the Aristocratic “A” list to the “O” list (as in “Oh, he’s still alive? Last time I smelled him, I couldn’t be sure!”)

Contemporaneous, Rom, Chic Lit, Battlefield (“as my brother in arms lie dying in my arms…”) (Holy moley, you could change the paradigm by being blatant about the same story being told again and again, the names, dates, circumstances  change.)

(Note to self… That would be a good project for the website!)

“All I can tell ya is that better be one Hell of a twist!”

“No.” I shook his head or he shook mine. I only know the head shook. “Actually, it’s a pretty obvious twist All the man ever really meant by “The road I never took” is exactly what it is. And the flashback is the man walking his dog, day after day and taking various combinations.  of the standard pathway to get there…”

“There? Where? He’s walking the dog, ‘There’ is back where you started from.” I asked myself, and you would too if I let you write this story.

“No, ‘There’ as in, ‘that place on the journey.’

“At that place there is a dirt road that heads up and around a curve. He knows what’s up there. At least he thinks he does. And he doesn’t go there. Why would he? It’s not on his way… we’re about to make the turn.

“As he turns the corner, he can hear himself say ‘I don’t want to come to the end of my life  (Fuck! I figured out the second twist!) and as I’m lying there I regret that road that I never took.”

Now, the reader will then read the story based upon the observation of the characters and how they and the circumstances propel each other. (Text from Alex: “Now,” “then,” aren’t you getting the tenses uptight?” 
What? you never heard the expression “now then?”) But with the addition of the second twist, now the reader is engaged in trying to figure out what the Chorus is going to do. The chorus is the story teller, he is the one whose words are before the reader (It’s not me.)”

“Of course it’s you, they’re all you, aren’t they?” It’s either you or it’s Alex asking. At this point you’re both just abstracts anyway. He’s a man who dreams he’s a butterfly and you’re Butterflies I dream will become humans.

“At first, perhaps. But the idea is that each person that writes the version is all of those people. The writer creates the Chorus character, and that character is the prime proxy for the author. But the chorus is what/who propels the narrative.  But that is what makes this revolutionary, that everyone is working with the same character icon that follow their own path to the destination, not unlike walking the dogs. We find that what the protagonist was referring to was not some lofty ideal or missed opportunity or concept but rather that road that he passed at night as he walked his dogs. Much like he walked the dogs to that point, you’re using the same story in different chunks. However, what they think the character means by ‘The Road I didn’t take’ and their own device for trying to interject their own interpretation into the mind or legacy of the protagonist is up to them. Eventually, everybody gets there. And what do they do?

“They send him up the hill.

“And what’s up there?

“When you find out you’ll know what the author did to the protagonist up there on that hill. Was it heaven? Did they take dogs there? Was it Hell? Was it worse? Was it Better? Then you wonder, did she give me clues to this conclusion? Maybe clues she didn’t even know she was writing into her story? The story itself is the mystery. It is the crime and the crime scene.

“And since you know what is going to happen in the end (that the author is sending the protagonist up that hill) but you don’t know what the author is going to have happen to him there, you’re tying to guess from the clues and the author is trying to throw you off.

“I don’t really have an answer for you. Why don’t you bring that up at the next Book Club Meeting then, Luv?”

I liked that device. I like the story, I like the story a lot. I like the idea a lot too.

Thanks for reading

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