Somewhere, characters from countless selections of literature and media exist and interact.
Making educated guesses based upon your chosen individuals from novels, movies, etc., take us on a mystery tour of their conversations, actions, and views.
To write your adventure, assume your main character's 1st-person point-of-view, though any other point-of-view would also be fine. (Mention each title in brackets or parentheses).
Place the interacting characters in a particular novel or real-life setting.
Another fascinating possibility is to have them talk and interact with actual famous individuals of human history or the present.
For instance, Huck Finn (Mark Twain's novel) and Wolf Larsen (Jack London's The Sea Wolf) meet John Proctor (the real individual of history or the fictional character in Arthur Miller's The Crucible) one of the falsely accused at the Salem Witchcraft Trials.
Playing around with time and space is a possible option, too.
What if Europeans didn't discover the Americas?!
Or what happens if a current American political leader shows up in 1859 and meets Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara (Margaret Mitchel's Gone with the Wind)?
The possibilities in this imaginative literary lounge are limitless:-)
In the Light,
-Dan Wilcox
Musings on Ultimate Reality, ethics, religion, social history, literature, media, and art
Showing posts with label historical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label historical. Show all posts
Thursday, February 15, 2024
Thursday, May 5, 2016
LightWaves
Way Light
Dropping doctrinal delusions,
Secular political ire,
Finite angled loss
And way too empty-full
Loaded historical
Backpack weighted-
Warring, dropped tonnage
Of endless weigh-lied syn-onymed
Carnaged Earth.
Leaving the fallen past,
Side-step jumping atheism's negation
Traveling instead up across
Waved light-weighed
Heaven-reaching,
Ever rising,
Ascending
Spiraling
Upward
Burnished
Jesus-following
Daybreak-lightning
Dawned
Skywalk.
--Daniel Wilcox
First pub.
in The Mindful Word
--
Retina Shadow
The blinding resplendent brilliant
Blaze of sun-firing
In the translucent window at the 'peak' of our old stairs,
Lighting to my eyes glaring defects
In the polished stairstep well-walls.
And afterward, for an hourglass,
The irised rectangle of remembered light
Luminous shining
Like an euclidic spirit in front of my vision.
The 'optic mystic' nerve gleam
Of photoreceptors
Turned into images in my mind
As I trudge through our hectic scurry of my hour'd-day,
That brilliance of aperture at the cosmic center
Blaze-blinding
Me, this muddled primate
In this pit-caved depression
Of emptiness, and not.
Now allegorizing—
Yes,
The after-shadowed light of One
Far brighter
Than nature's harsh survivor’d death glare
Or the gray-dusted rituals of our
Cultures of shame;
Look, not to this dark, delusioned cavern,
But to the sun-resplendent
Transcendent GOOD
Oh, such after-glowed
Radiance!
-Daniel Wilcox
First pub. by
The Greensilk Journal
In the LIGHT,
Daniel Wilcox
Dropping doctrinal delusions,
Secular political ire,
Finite angled loss
And way too empty-full
Loaded historical
Backpack weighted-
Warring, dropped tonnage
Of endless weigh-lied syn-onymed
Carnaged Earth.
Leaving the fallen past,
Side-step jumping atheism's negation
Traveling instead up across
Waved light-weighed
Heaven-reaching,
Ever rising,
Ascending
Spiraling
Upward
Burnished
Jesus-following
Daybreak-lightning
Dawned
Skywalk.
--Daniel Wilcox
First pub.
in The Mindful Word
--
Retina Shadow
The blinding resplendent brilliant
Blaze of sun-firing
In the translucent window at the 'peak' of our old stairs,
Lighting to my eyes glaring defects
In the polished stairstep well-walls.
And afterward, for an hourglass,
The irised rectangle of remembered light
Luminous shining
Like an euclidic spirit in front of my vision.
The 'optic mystic' nerve gleam
Of photoreceptors
Turned into images in my mind
As I trudge through our hectic scurry of my hour'd-day,
That brilliance of aperture at the cosmic center
Blaze-blinding
Me, this muddled primate
In this pit-caved depression
Of emptiness, and not.
Now allegorizing—
Yes,
The after-shadowed light of One
Far brighter
Than nature's harsh survivor’d death glare
Or the gray-dusted rituals of our
Cultures of shame;
Look, not to this dark, delusioned cavern,
But to the sun-resplendent
Transcendent GOOD
Oh, such after-glowed
Radiance!
-Daniel Wilcox
First pub. by
The Greensilk Journal
In the LIGHT,
Daniel Wilcox
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