Rosemary Lane pt 1.

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Rosemary Lane


And if I am a place call me Rosemary Lane, it is a good name.

As I am but a child, slip a penny into my hand and call me anything, I can be anyone. If I have feeling call me Love. As I have purpose call me service. As I can sing, call this my tale; it is the song of my life, the song of pipes, jenny-wheels and gears, pneumatics, the hiss of the bellows and the wheezing of tubes.

Some say I have a secret, a heartbeat, a life concealed inside, that there is a being hidden inside me, a person. But who does NOT have a being inside them?

I’m under house arrest, I’m under close inspection. All that is left of me and the now is a ruined reputation. I am struggling to order, to think, to place in sequence the parts of the tale, the pieces of me.

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animal, literary or vegetable

when people talk of plot bunnies, i often wonder; what are the other literary-labelled animals there might be roaming about or kept in jealously guarded hutches or to be spied from the corner of the mind's eye sneaking in through cat flaps and disappearing up trees or jumping onto the band wagon hitched to a rough riding train of thought and away across the hinterland and into the dusk..?

koff! carried away, there! um, lit-critters then, anyone know of any?
seems probable the topic has been thrashed out before somewhere, manywheres even.

i have a few fanciful notions. e.g. "i have an awesome character monkey to go with my plot bunny, will you read it and be my guinea pig?"

"Not bad old man, but i think your thematic kangaroo is punching below its weight."

"Ah! Narrative bats - i see narrative bats everywhere!"
- "Shhh! you'll scare off my plot bunny!"

"I'm not saying you're garrulous but you do let the dialogue dogs off the leash don't you? As for your ideas, wow, you certainly can't be accused of putting all your eggs in the one basket now can you? Some may find your notions confusing but i like to think of it as allowing the chickens of your imagination to roam free-range... before you farm them out to the all consuming reader."
- "That's nice but what the fuck are you actually talking about?"

Hmm.. maybe it's a flora and fauna issue; i mean people talk about editing as 'pruning' right?
so i guess that makes words and sentences the grass and carrots for plot bunnies to chomp on?

maybe so, but i prefer wildlife.
"The text flows like a herd of wild geese taking to the high heavens whilst the lemur of your prose relaxes in its... tree?"
- "You're saying it stinks, right?"

"Elephant shanks, my boy - elephant shanks."

and if a note to self goads me to scribble on, is this not a goading note or goat in fact?

it is important to think deeply about these things.