As the (mini) tour of the Land of Exposition comes to an end [at least for the moment, as I’m more or less making all of this up as I go along], a spectacular rainbow appears in the sky, a harbinger of progress and hope after a non-specific period of thunderstorms and perpetual fog. While mentioned in the previous entry that the weather in the Land of Exposition is always ideal, it should be noted that “ideal” is a relative term, usually determined by the overall mood / mindset of the Writer(s) in residence. So, there is always the possibility of a myriad of different weather patterns in specific areas at any given point in time (and space): a thunderstorm amid clear skies or a blizzard in the middle of a desert, or humidity amid freezing temperatures. Despite these ever-changing weather patterns, the Land of Exposition is/has been/always will be a safe haven for Writers, Plotters and Ponderers… well, except that one time when there was a skirmish of wit between Bob, the quasi-friendly (gender fluid) ghost and Tony, the bombastic (gender fluid) poltergeist, who were vying for the title of Grand Pooh Bah of the Plot Bunnies (a title vacated by Dave the shifty specter, amid a bizarre plot doping scandal… but that’s a story for another day…), which led to a (literal) Rumble in the skies and on the ground and caused some (minor) structural damage to the West Wing of the Character Development Inn. [Tony was voted the winner after a few rounds of spirited improv. Bob has been resentful over Tony’s questionable impressions, but they’re both OK with how things turned out.]
But I digress.
Meandering about the Land of Exposition, other landmarks appear – the Vault of Discarded Ideas, where the Archivist tends to forgotten/deleted plot ideas, character quirks and AU scenarios; the Valley of Musical Inspiration, where the Music for the Muses is stored, with its state-of-the-art sound system and headphones, and the Sphere of Negativity, where the Writer can wallow in and vent their bouts of desperation, depression and despair without judgement.
Finally (?) there’s the oft-mentioned, quasi-famous FanGirl Meter (patent pending) – an intricate, complex mechanism, situated high upon the hills (alive with the sound of music) in the Land of Exposition, believed (by several) to be the progenitor of all that which lay within the Land of Exposition. [I’m not even sure if that makes any grammatical sense, but it sounds cool, so I’ll keep it as is]. The FanGirl Meter (patent pending) is an impressive fortress where ideas are fed into its matrix to determine the plausibility of said idea, and whether or not it is too cliche or OTT [over the top] to any sensible reader. There are various settings, divided by genre, with specific settings specific to writers who regularly visit the Land of Exposition and developed a rapport with its inhabitants. Embedded into the FanGirl Meter (patent pending) is an encyclopedic repository of pop culture references and fandom OTPs [one true pairings], along with the basic plot and character structure of (almost all) Western literature as a basis of comparison. While (highly) subjective, the FanGirl Meter (patent pending) has a (pretty) good record of spotting overly gushing prose, blatant Mary Sue/Gary Stu self-insertions, and other fangirl-ish qualities. The FanGirl Meter (patent pending) has its own (quasi-autonomous) Council of Muses, including the Grammar Queen, the Inner Editor, and the Drama Llama (to name but a few), who hold court and make semi-serious proclamations to those who heed their sage wisdom.
That’s probably not the best way to describe the FanGirl Meter (patent pending), but it’s more of an internal, personal vibe, depending on the data fed into its data core, ruled more by instinct and intuition than concrete rules and regulations. So while there’s the “(patent pending)” disclaimer attached to the Meter, there’s not an exact science to its inner workings, but more an artistic sensibility, unique to its creator (namely, me.).
So, that’s pretty much the (mini) tour of the fabled Land of Exposition (or at least that’s all I’ve dreamt up thus far). As mentioned before, there will be sometime in the near future (maybe) a full(er) story cycle about the Land of Exposition and the (colorful) shenanigans that have gone on there.
As lightning strikes the clock tower (again), I bid thee a fond farewell from the (slightly overcast yet breezy) Land of Exposition.
Next week kicks off yet another round of Camp NaNoWritMo, of which I plan on participating with a *gasp* new story, totally unrelated to any of my WIPs (more details about that next week.)
Love, all ways.