28 June 2010
Let's take a woman, a librarian. She's single and has a couple of cats. But instead of pets, the cats are really information gatherers for a secret society of librarians, of which our main character is a member, who are trying to gather the most comprehensive cache of knowledge ever compiled in the history of the world. The cats can, with a humans help, collect memories from people and objects.
Our librarian is researching an old story about a lynch mob that killed an innocent woman almost 100 years ago. She figures out, through the cats, that there is an ancestor of one of the members of the lynch mob still living in the town. Unfortunately, it is an ex-boyfriend from high school. Things didn't end on pleasant terms, but the librarian still has a thing for this guy.
She gathers her courage and goes to see the guy. To her surprise he is nice and asks her out. The cats, who sneaked into his house, find out that the guy is still a member of some crazy lynch mob crowd, and they're still active! So now the librarian has a date with a hot racist. When does she figure out she is his next victim?
(Back to me) I've been reading a few books about plotting and deepening conflicts. I have a hard time delving that deeply into most of the things I write, but that's what I feel like I need to work on, so I thought I'd take a random shot at it. Basically I ask myself, “Now what could go wrong?” No the story above isn't for anything, just what came to mind.