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Jan. 8th, 2015 06:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
semiotic_pirateDo any of you writer folk think it matters if I keep my shoebox full of writing ideas here? I'm going to do it, unless I hear otherwise.
Was just texting with a friend across the pond and got asked as to whether I or DH lost a pair of reading glasses when we stayed with them this past summer. My reply was:
This got me to thinking. And by thinking, I mean: "OH MY, GREAT SPAGHETTI MONSTER I FEEL A FULLY FORMED STORY TRYING TO CRACK MY HEAD OPEN IN AN EGG-LIKE MANNER AND HOLY WORDSMITH ON HIGH WHAT THE HELL?!"
So let me get the bare bones of this bird out of my head before it pierces my brain and makes me unable to function at work later. Because I have to be able to do the math and report writing that THEY need me to do while there.
Okay. So we have the basic form. A burglar who goes around like Cassanova, except instead of pilfering sexual encounters, they are pilfering the words and ideas from whatever you have laying around in your own personal library. I can see it starting small, while not well known, and, again like Cassanova, their fame/notoriety will spread. Soon, people everywhere in all walks of life and levels of the society this takes place in, will begin to talk more about their books and what they're reading and/or have in their libraries in common conversation. In order to potentially peak the interest of said burglar. Said Burglar does not yet have a name.
People begin to accumulate more books. People eventually start a trend of having Personal Librarians. Said Burglar only comes when no one else is about so people also get out more and - even when socializing via electronic means - they are out and amongst each other, interacting more, exploring nature more, being. Because, if you're really lucky, Said Burglar will read your bedside journal, or ongoing work of autobiography, and leave you a note. The best left-behind encounters Said Burglar allows includes a still warm chair bottom with the target book left open on the side table, reading lamp on, and custom one-of-a-kind reading glasses left unfolded atop the open book.
An entire mythology springs up around Said Burglar in the manner of Santa Claus. Whole websites are created to track what Said Burglar has read over time to try and see if there is any pattern or if there is anything in particular that could've been built or done with said knowledge. My favorite will be a group of beings from another planet, who sort of act like the characters in that X-Files spin-off show, no, not Millennium, The Lone Gunmen, except their focus will be on gathering stories of Said Burglar and the influence Said Burglar had on the Earth's population.
Oh dear, I just gave them a Thesis Project.
Was that amorphous and do you now feel like you've awoken from a weird, but cool, dreamscape-based alternate reality? That's how I feel now, after writing it. Off to get ready to face the days challenges. *swings off ship via rope to the bathhouse adjacent to the dock*
Was just texting with a friend across the pond and got asked as to whether I or DH lost a pair of reading glasses when we stayed with them this past summer. My reply was:
Nope. Neither of us uses them. Maybe you had that new kind of burglar, doesn't take anything but the knowledge from your books.
This got me to thinking. And by thinking, I mean: "OH MY, GREAT SPAGHETTI MONSTER I FEEL A FULLY FORMED STORY TRYING TO CRACK MY HEAD OPEN IN AN EGG-LIKE MANNER AND HOLY WORDSMITH ON HIGH WHAT THE HELL?!"
So let me get the bare bones of this bird out of my head before it pierces my brain and makes me unable to function at work later. Because I have to be able to do the math and report writing that THEY need me to do while there.
Okay. So we have the basic form. A burglar who goes around like Cassanova, except instead of pilfering sexual encounters, they are pilfering the words and ideas from whatever you have laying around in your own personal library. I can see it starting small, while not well known, and, again like Cassanova, their fame/notoriety will spread. Soon, people everywhere in all walks of life and levels of the society this takes place in, will begin to talk more about their books and what they're reading and/or have in their libraries in common conversation. In order to potentially peak the interest of said burglar. Said Burglar does not yet have a name.
People begin to accumulate more books. People eventually start a trend of having Personal Librarians. Said Burglar only comes when no one else is about so people also get out more and - even when socializing via electronic means - they are out and amongst each other, interacting more, exploring nature more, being. Because, if you're really lucky, Said Burglar will read your bedside journal, or ongoing work of autobiography, and leave you a note. The best left-behind encounters Said Burglar allows includes a still warm chair bottom with the target book left open on the side table, reading lamp on, and custom one-of-a-kind reading glasses left unfolded atop the open book.
An entire mythology springs up around Said Burglar in the manner of Santa Claus. Whole websites are created to track what Said Burglar has read over time to try and see if there is any pattern or if there is anything in particular that could've been built or done with said knowledge. My favorite will be a group of beings from another planet, who sort of act like the characters in that X-Files spin-off show, no, not Millennium, The Lone Gunmen, except their focus will be on gathering stories of Said Burglar and the influence Said Burglar had on the Earth's population.
Oh dear, I just gave them a Thesis Project.
Was that amorphous and do you now feel like you've awoken from a weird, but cool, dreamscape-based alternate reality? That's how I feel now, after writing it. Off to get ready to face the days challenges. *swings off ship via rope to the bathhouse adjacent to the dock*
