The following creative piece is an assignment given to me at Naropa by none other than Andrei Codrescu. The assignment was: a one-page novel. There were also several items/themes, etc. we were supposed to include (sorta like the 24-hour film fest here in Boulder): um, let’s see if I remember what they were… 1) a diverse cast; 2) a character missing a limb; 3) fast food; and…I think that was it. Also, it could be no more than one page long and it had to be a novel, not a short story, etc. Here ’tis. It’s called LAST KNIGHT. ~Jenn
Sir Archibald the One-Legged sat at his favorite table, cupping a pewter tankard in his hand. The tankard was empty, for the fifth time in the last hour. Sir Archibald considered ordering another.
Let’s see, I see the Pit and the Pendulum, and…er, that one where she’s buried alive, and…lots of ravens. Looks like this could be an interesting use of many Poe stories in one action-packed murder mystery, yes? (Thanks, Action Flick Chick!) ~Jenn
Did you know that Dickens’ Christmas Carol was the real origin of the phrase “Merry Christmas?” Have you read it lately? I try to read it every year on the day, and it tends to read like an up-to-date stand-up comedy act. Up to date for the year it was published. By that I mean: a lot of the jokes are not at all funny: not only that, they make no sense! I would have to do a lot of research about the social and political world of the 1840s to really “get” it, and I can see why the disappointing sales of the book itself gained huge weight with his dramatic readings of it later. It begs for it, wouldn’t you agree?
Well, at any rate, keep Christmas in your heart all the year (yes, Atheists, Jewish folk, Muslims, and all others: you know what I mean…) and also a Happy New Year. ~Jenn
Today's Caturday post in honor of the one-year anniversary of little Monaco's death, Xmas eve 2010. There's still a cat in the background. Also, Price is Right.
