Down at the bottom of Campbell, a monster is being created. Perhaps we created the monster when we elected representatives to draw up legislation and approve regulations that could see a five storey security precinct placed unstoppably in parkland, but nevertheless, it’s a blot on the landscape.
And speaking of plots, it’s also the focus of a serial novel being written about some unlikely residents of Campbell, from Colonel Kern at 147 Monash Drive, to Quint the bookscout living in the flat at 2A Monash Drive, on the Constitution Avenue corner.
Each day, a fresh chapter. A twist in the tale. Shots in the night, red-light taxis and the best rock cakes in Canberra. And the government-toppling talk of magpies.
I’ve got a pretty good idea of where my story is going, and I don’t think Quint is going to slay the monster across the street, but I’m looking for comments, looking for suggestions, looking for people to tell me what a goose I’m being and of course there is no bookshop at the Campbell shops, let alone one run by a Californian cougar. Point out errors and typos, suggest ways for the plot to develop, help me out with research. The RiotACT is a resource of knowledge, wit and talent impossible to ignore.
In return, I’ll do my best to entertain my readers with the tangled stories of Kim the shady office jock, Ann the bookseller, Quint in a class of his own, and Harley the cabbie with a bottomless barrel of rotten jokes. One chapter a day until we get to the end, and then I might look at what Ann was doing in Texas on a certain grassy knoll in 2005.
The novel is at http://monashdrive.wordpress.com/ – one chapter per day. Comments welcome.