“I dreamt I was a cloud and then the wind blew me apart and then I was two clouds and then the wind blew again and I was four clouds!”
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Notes:
1. Written on 31st October, 2022
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Tales From The Town #98: Art Appreciation
They were in the ruins of the gallery. Tina and Oya were writing poems in the dirt. Anna was showing Ethel and Daniel what used to hang on the walls. Claire was bored. She stared up at the one remaining sculpture that had survived the blaze. It looked very much like a very large coconut made of stone.
“What is it?” Claire said.
“It’s a coconut,” said Ethel.
“It’s not,” Claire said. “It’s made of stone. Coconuts are made of wood or something.”
“It’s a sculpture of a coconut,” Anna said. She held her phone up in front of it, and the app showed how it used to look. Which was exactly the same as it looked now, except slightly less soot stained. “See? It’s even called Little Coconut (III).”
“It’s not little,” said Claire. “It’s huge.”
“That’s the joke,” Anna explained.
“Claire doesn’t get jokes,” Ethel said.
“I do,” said Claire. “If they’re funny.”
“This is funny,” Ethel said.
“It’s not,” said Claire.
“I don’t get it either,” Daniel said.
“See!” Claire said.
“Well, I get it!” Ethel said. “And it is funny, isn’t it, Anna?”
“What? No, of course it isn’t funny,” Anna said. “It’s art.”
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Notes:
1. Written on July 13th, 2022
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“I am not a poet”, said Tina, irritatingly. “I just write poems.”
“Urgh,” said Claire. “Just… urgh!”
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Notes:
1. Written in 2022 sometime
2. Sorry I cannot be more precise than that
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“If infinity is a number, Claire, why don’t you try counting to it?”
“Why don’t YOU try counting to it?
“Because I can’t.”
“No one can.”
“Well I can!”
“Go on then!”
“I will!”
“She won’t!”
“I will!”
“Well what are you waiting for, then?”
“I’m getting ready.”
“You’re so annoying Claire!”
“Not as annoying as you!”
“Yes you are, you’re the most annoying person in the whole galaxy.”
“Yeah, you’re the most annoying person in the entire universe, Claire!”
“Well you’re the most annoying person in infinity! Both of you are!”
“What about me?”
“You’re even more annoying than that, Daniel! You’re even more annoying than EVERYTHING!”
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Notes:
1. Written on December 31st, 2022
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1. The Shop
The shop sells whatever it can sell. You never know what you might find. Once it’s gone it’s gone, replaced by something new from the basement down below.
2. The Basement
The basement is full of all the things it can hold. They enter through the doors at the back, push forward towards the stairs at the front, all clamouring to be next on the shelves in the shop far above. It’s dark down there and they don’t like it at all. They dream of arc lights, window displays, glimpses of the sky, and so much more.
3. Beyond The Basement
No one knows what lies beyond those doors at the back of the basement beneath the store. Things come in through them, but when, but how, but from where.
Of course we do not care to know the answers to these questions we often ask. Whatever we found out would not please us, that much we know. Better to live in ignorance, better to invent some tale all our own.
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Notes:
1. Written on 20th October, 2022
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