For better context of what these NYR posts mean, see this intro post.
For week three I half-dreamed an lovely intro scene for a short story, although I haven’t come up with a title yet. It’s about a wealthy traveling gentleman in 2000s America, who, when passing through a small town, is confronted by a local crazyman who insists he “approach the gate.” The gent’s name is Robard Longneck (perhaps a Native-American-given title) Pierce, who dresses in stylish men’s formal around the clock and drives an unspecified late-model muscle car “of a white so menacingly bright you can scarcely detect where its hull begins or ends,” is immediately intrigued by the suggestion and makes a note of it. Stopping by for some full-size powdered doughnuts, he mentions the invitation sidelong to a local baker, to find out where one such gate might be. “Gate End, without a doubt. Ask the kids out front where it is,” says the baker, and the loitering youths at first prefer not to reveal their hangout/makeout locale, but with a simple exchange of information valuable to them, it is reveal Gate End is at the end of Longneck Path, a lengthy but well-populated residential strip that branches into rich neighborhoods, middle-income domiciles and lesser-fortuned modesty, before ending with a long straight road (often used for drag racing) that leads to an immense, Tolkien-calibre cast-iron gate. Only one car ever passes in or out of it, at night, a car so dark that no one can detect its curvatures — although the creaks, pops, and gallops of a wooden horse-drawn carriage loudly crescendo preceding its arrival in either direction. Further intrigued, Robard seeks out the crazyman for more information, without success. Must he simply arrive at the gate for it to open? Neither unruly teen, nor self-appointed daredevil propped up by liquid bravery have been able to set foot within 10 yards of the gate without experiencing a compulsion that I must turn back so convincing that to continue forward would call into question their own self worth. Might Robard be able?
Also for week three, I’ve been amassing dozens of TVrips and such of my current crushy subject, K-Pop group Kara (and unstoppably cute member, Goo Hara, specifically) to create a plainish fansite primarily featuring high-def screencaps for free use as bases for icons, wallpapers and such. I plan to host the site on my under-remodeling hub-domain, thehomeland.org (at which can be found a few of my other completed short stories).
And lastly, filed under the Now That’s An Idea stage of development, is to.. develop a strategy guide for a particular series of Facebook game apps along the lines of Godfather, School of Wizardry, World War, Pet Wars, and City Life (which appear as if they were made from an identical cookie-cutter program with graphics and colors swapped out for different themes) over which I’m currently hooked.
Lots to do!