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Post by redbrain on Mar 17, 2008 18:30:40 GMT
I wonder whether I'm the only one on here to spin fantasies about ordinary everyday actions. Peeling an orange for instance...
The orange is a planet, dry at first. Then a fissure appears in the continent (where the first peel has come away). It is the first sea. As its remorseless waves pound the shore, the sea grows into an ocean. It continues to pound at the land until all the world is ocean (= peeled surface). Then the planet starts to fragment and the fragments are sucked into a spacio-temporal anomoly (= my mouth). It makes what might be dull into something more interesting.
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Post by carolinec on Mar 17, 2008 19:38:24 GMT
What an interesting concept! I might try that some time - though I fear my imagination isn't half as active as yours, Redbrain! ;D
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Post by carolinec on Mar 18, 2008 10:49:09 GMT
Hey, you've really got me thinking about this now (always a dangerous thing - me, thinking  ). My imagination certainly used to be that active. I recall as a child spending ages watching the flames dancing in our open fire. All kinds of stories went on in my mind relating to the "little people" I saw in those flames. Of course, then, I didn't have the skills or gumption to write down any stories - and they wouldn't have been any good anyway. But now I do know how to write (albeit not very well), my imagination as an adult seems to have dried up almost completely. I wonder if we tend to lose our innate ability to imagine things (in just the same way we lose our ability to play) as we become adults? (Apart from those of you who are good writers who seem to retain this ability - lucky so-and-so's). In which case, perhaps it's possible to re-train the imagination? For example, when I do the washing up, there could be an underwater sea battle between cutlery monsters going on! (probably not the best start to trying to re-train my imagination, but you have to start somewhere!  . Anyway, sorry folks, I've gone all deep and thoughtful. But thanks for this, Redbrain - I'm going to attempt to re-train my imagination ... |
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Post by dem bones on Mar 18, 2008 13:18:11 GMT
i don't think it's quite happening for me. I just peeled a grapefruit (tip: Sainsbury's are knocking 'em out at 5 for £1 - get in while you can!) but all i got was a big citrusy squirt in the eye which stung like buggery. Or had a martian caterpillar burrowed beneath the peel and zapped me with a cosmic ray-gun, the evil little bastard?!!!! Makes you think, though, dunnit?  |
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Post by carolinec on Mar 18, 2008 13:20:05 GMT
Or had a martian caterpillar burrowed beneath the peel and zapped me with a cosmic ray-gun, the evil little bastard?!!!! Yes, you're getting the idea Dem!  |
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Post by redbrain on Mar 18, 2008 19:45:01 GMT
Or had a martian caterpillar burrowed beneath the peel and zapped me with a cosmic ray-gun, the evil little bastard?!!!! Yes, you're getting the idea Dem! Considering that the grapefruit is a planet, the squirt into your eye would have been the discharge of a major piece of Martian caterpillar artillery. Weren't H G Wells' Martians despatched to earth by being fired from huge guns? I don't think they had the anti-gravity technology of First Men in the Moon. |
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