“From the dawn of our species to the drafting of the Declaration of Independence, was human development steered by wax figurines?” Nora asked in a breathlessly dramatic tone. She looked around the room. “C’mon, admit it. It has potential.” (More)
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include The Meeting Society Meeting and Paranoiburg. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
“It has the potential to make us look like idiots,” Wanda agreed. “I’m not going to write complete crap.”
“Compared to what?” Nora asked. “Have you seen what else is on cable TV?”
“Nora has a point,” Ed agreed. “As executive producer of Metareality Productions Limited, I gotta be honest. If we get any more … limited … we’ll be out of business.”
“And you weren’t so picky about the script for Cannibal Anorexics,” Dave added, looking at Wanda.
Wanda shrugged. “Okay. I’m not going to write complete crap again.”
“But this isn’t complete crap,” Nora insisted. “Look, all we need is three or four bizarre looking guys – ”
“We can find those in the break room,” Ed interjected.
” – who are willing to spout theories about humans and wax figures,” Nora continued. “Think about it. Carnauba wax is biodegradable.”
“So?” Wanda asked.
Nora sighed. “So … that means we don’t have to explain why our ancient carnauba theorists have no real evidence. The wax figurines decayed!”
“What are we talking here?” Dave asked. “Voodoo dolls?”
“Yes, we could work that in,” Nora said, shifting back into her narrator timbre. “But the best evidence may be halfway around the world, in the practice of voodoo….”