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Exercise 1C:
The Multi-Authored Story

   Our final exercise involves a group-generated storyline.  This is an activity/game that workshop participants routinely enjoy, but also one that has been employed in the "real world:" I know of entire novels which have employed the technique, by recruiting contributions from several well-known authors in a particular genre (examples include the Thieves series of fantasy novels, edited by Robert Lynn Asprin, and the Combat series edited by Stephen Coonts--two very different genres!).

   This exercise thus involves alternating contributions from whoever happens to be taking the elective (plus me, of course!).   I'll kick the story off in the next post, by describing the main character and the main motivation/crisis/situation that he or she faces.

   After I've written a few sentences to start the action, feel free to jump in and continue the storyline. The general idea is to spend a few sentences or a paragraph (or more, if you're really ambitious) describing what happens next.  Each successive contribution should be creative and interesting but should also continue to tie in with the existing storyline so far. We can make as many contributions to this storyline as we like, provided that each of us never post two items in succession.

   There's no "deadline" for this exercise, per se; instead, we'll just continue adding to the storyline as ideas and suggestions pop up.  Hopefully, though, we'll be able to make new additions every day or two, so the story stays fresh and new.

   This exercise is probably the most complicated to explain, so I may not be describing it clearly enough.  But if you have any questions about it, go ahead and give me a call, or send an e-mail, or leave me a message in the "Master Mechanic" topic area of the forum.
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Okay, as promised, here's the start of our group-generated story.  I'm purely dreaming this up off the top of my head, and I encourage you to do likewise.  This story is not intended to be a work of art (and in all honesty it'll probably be pretty weird), but that's okay.  Just pitch in and add your own special brand of weirdness to the mix...   Cheesy

Squeaky and the Great Race:
The Truly Harrowing Story of Three Medical Students and the Transplant Derby

BACKSTORY:
   As you probably guessed, our story involves three FSUCOM seniors who must rush a dying dolphin from a marine park in Sarasota to a veterinary research center in Pensacola.  The patient--a popular dolphin named "Squeaky"--was the main attraction at the park where he was born...but he contracted a rare form of dolphin endocarditis that damaged his heart valves beyond repair. Only the most drastic treatment will suffice: replacement with a revolutionary artificial heart developed by a research company based at the naval station at Pensacola.
   Squeaky is fading fast, and his only hope is to make it to Pensacola before he expires.  The trio of students just happens to feature an ideal assortment of backgrounds: a former semi-truck driver (Squeaky's tank is rather large), a marine biologist, and an aspiring vascular surgeon.
   One of those three students will be our main character.  Our next installment must reveal who is the main character, and describe that person's central conflict/ambition/desire/whatnot--the situation that has driven him/her to join this crazy mission, and the motivation that will drive the story forward (hopefully it will involve more than simply a desire to help Squeaky survive, though of course that's part of it).
   So--what happens next?
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Billy Bob was a former truck driver.  He had lived day in and out on the road prior to coming to medical school.  It was always a dream of his, but something he never quit found time for.  He went back to college at the age of 33 and was now approaching his 40 birthday as the end of medical school was nearing.  Now he found himself helping this stupid dolphin to make his way to Pensacola.  Not that he minds driving, but who cared about this dolphin anyway.  It wasn’t like this was a special dolphin with purpose.  We are spending so many resources and money all for what, he wondered.  Billy Bob had been stuck with the responsibility of driving the dolphin the long and painful 8 hour drive from Sarasota not only because he was the only ex-truck driver in the medical school, but because it was an agreement he made with the campus dean as a form of punishment. 

Billy Bob was a fourth year medical student and sick of going to his rotations.  He decided he would call in sick for an entire week of his elective nephrology rotation thinking no one will find out.  He went on vacation to Key West for the week.  When he got back and had a tan, the nephrologist he worked for found out that he wasn’t really sick.  When the dean found out, he was livid and was going to fail Billy Bob and not allow him to graduate.

The dean did however come up with the proposal; if Billy Bob was to drive this dying dolphin to Pensacola then he would allow him to graduate.  Billy Bob did not want to waste his weekend and was very upset. He had no other choice but to do it. 

Worst of all he had to spend this eight hour trip with his worst enemy in the class, Misty.  Shocked
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« Reply #3 on: April 05, 2008, 12:21:39 PM »
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This is GREAT, Q.!   Grin  You've not only portrayed a character very well, with lots of consistent detail and an interesting history; you've also managed to add depth, by giving him both good and bad sides.

As an added bonus, you've done a nice handoff/transition, by creating a potential conflict between Billy Bob and Misty--and left us wondering what that's all about.  Either Z. or me will have to come up with something interesting for Misty, in order to keep up with your portrayal of Billy Bob!  Z., it's now up to you--you can either move on to describe one of the other two characters, or else you can move on with Billy Bob's story; it's your choice.   Wink

Well done, Q.!
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Misty was Billy Bob’s classmate but could not be any more different from him. Misty knew what she wanted to do all her life, that is, to become a vascular surgeon. She even accelerated her plans by enrolling into a 6 year combined undergraduate/medical program. Aside from her perfect 4.0 GPA, she was also the class president, and the student representative for all the school’s regional and national events. Misty was asked specifically by the Dean to make sure everything goes accordingly during their trip to Pensacola, and to ensure that Billy Bob do not run away to Key West again.

Misty dreaded this trip at first. She really disliked Billy Bob’s lack of responsibility and his nonchalant personality. “How could he, of all people, become a doctor??”, thought Misty, “ he is the reason why we have Malpractice law suits in this country!”.  But when she heard that Johnny will be accompanying her on this trip, she became more excited about the prospect of going to Pensacola. As she parked in front of the Sarasota campus waiting for others to arrive, she checked herself in the mirror. Hair, checked, cute shirt, checked, lipstick, checked. Eight glorious hours with Johnny… oh the possibilities!  Kiss
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Johnny Westwood spotted the tractor-trailer rig in the parking lot outside the Sarasota Oceaniarium.  He downshifted his '84 Trans-Am and cruised past the big rig, careful to stay out of sight of Misty and Billy Bob.  The pair seemed to be alone: good.

Complaining of engine trouble, Johnny had managed to escape the pre-departure planning session that Misty had scheduled at the dean's office at the Sarasota campus.  His Trans-Am almost never had engine trouble, of course; Johnny babied the classic vehicle with a car fanatic's adoration.

He had two reasons for his deception; first of all, he hated the idea of sitting through the two-hour meeting Misty had scheduled.  Doubtless she had tortured Billy Bob throughout the whole meeting, pimping him on dolphins' circulatory system and fluid requirements, testing his knowledge of resuscitation procedures, and holding forth about her detailed plans to cover every eventuality on the trip.

But Johnny had had a far more important reason to avoid the meeting at the dean's office that morning.  Certain that the dean wasn't around, Johnny pulled into an empty parking space near the semi rig and climbed out.

"Johnny!" a voice squealed.  He glanced up in time to see Misty running across the asphalt, arms spread wide.  "Thank goodness you're here!  I was afraid I'd be stuck making the trip alone with Billy Bob."

"Not a problem," Johnny replied, worming himself from her embrace.  Misty was pretty enough, if you liked the wholesome outdoorsy type--but Johnny's tastes were far different.

Behind him, the Trans-Am's passenger door opened, and Misty frowned.

"I brought along a friend," Johnny said quickly.  "Another marine biologist."

"Really?"  Misty beamed.  "That's just fantastic!  There's plenty of room in the cab, and we need all the help we can get."

The smile faded from her face, though, as Natasha Dovechek emerged from the car.  Tall and lithe and graceful, Natasha was a second-year medical student who had indeed earned a bachelor's degree in marine biology.

She had also been the star of the Oceanarium's dolphin show as well as its television advertisements for the five years she had worked between college and medical school.  With her slight Ukrainian accent and perfect looks, Natasha had actually been screen tested for a major role in the next James Bond movie--but she had ultimately turned it down, electing instead to attend medical school here in Florida. 

"To help zhe poor and zhe sick," as she had said during her interview, in that delicious accent.

Natasha shouldered her rucksack and glided over to Johnny's side.  He turned back to Misty and introduced her.

The future vascular surgeon gave a brittle smile that might have been carved from stone.  "Pleased to meet you, Natasha.  I've heard so much about you."

"And zhe same is true for me," she replied, seemingly unaware of Misty's chilly manner.  She smiled broadly and tossed her hair--a mane of perfect honey-blond hair that flashed like gold in the afternoon sun.  "Zo--where is zhis poor, sick little dolphin, Misty?"

Before Misty could reply, Billy Bob strolled over and grinned.

"Looks like Johnny's brought us some more help--ain't that great!"

"Yeah," Misty muttered, turning away.  "Just peachy."
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The four students began their way towards the truck where the dolphin was being loaded by fellow staff members from the Sarasota Oceaniarium.  It was quite a site to see a dolphin being lifted with a crane wrapped like a sardine in a rubber- like sheet.  One of the veterinarian physicians that works for the park walked over to Misty to give her an estimate of about 30 more minutes until they would be officially ready to depart.

They stood there in astonishment watching the dolphin get loaded.  Misty was obviously annoyed, and scheming in her mind on how she would distract Johnny from the beautiful “friend” he had invited along, ruining her plans to buy his affection.

Johnny and Natasha stood very close to one another smiling and chatting about their marine biology days. The two had an obvious chemistry for one another.

And then there was Billy Bob.  His mood had finally changed now that there was a beautiful girl that he was interested in, and the trip seemed more optimistic to him.  This trip wasn’t going to be as bad as he had originally thought.

Misty trying to stay in control and being the organizer that she is proclaimed to the group, “Since we have some time to talk and since Johnny you couldn’t meet the other day we should go over the game plan one more time.”

Billy Bob replied, “Misty, we spent over 2 hours going on about this ridiculous plan the other day. Isn’t that enough? Let’s just pile in the truck and go already!  There is nothing to plan.” 

Johnny could see that the nasty way Billy Bob was talking to Misty and kindly charmed in “Misty I am sorry I missed the meeting, what should we know?”

Misty began once again explaining her plan to everyone. She was going detail by detail, a focused person as she was.  Everyone was pretending to listen until Misty began discussing seating arrangements.  She had originally planned for Billy Bob to drive and she and Johnny sit in the back to monitor the dolphin.  But now that there was an extra person, she had all three of them in the back monitoring the dolphin.  There was only room for 2 on the bench closest to where the dolphin was strapped in and another bench further away.  Misty did not want to get stuck alone on the further bench away from her medical patient and her long time crush Johnny.

Natasha disagreed with the seating arrangements, “It doz not make zense to me that Johnny and I are not in closest reach of the dolphin with all our marine experience…”

Misty quickly cut her off, “Well I am definitely more experienced in medicine being 2 years older in school as well as my rotations in vascular surgery, so I feel I must be closest to the dolphin”.

Johnny just shrugged his shoulders and Natasha gave in.  The four piled into the truck and they pulled out at half past 3.

The first hour or so of the trip was fairly boring.  Billy Bob was up front listening to his country music.  The other 3 were riding in the back, barely able to hear one another from the loud truck on the highway. 

Misty diligently checked the vitals of the dolphin every 15 minutes and things were going smoothly so far.  Plus Johnny and Natasha were so far away from one another that they didn’t have a chance to talk.  Now she just had to figure out how to win Johnny’s heart.


It had been 4 hours now.  They were on I-10, Billy Bob’s eyes were getting tired.  It had been a long time since he had been on the open road.  His eyes became heavy and the back of his eyelids slowly would come into view.  His head was bobbing and next thing he knew, he had lost control of the vehicle and they were driving on the side of the road. 

The truck was swerving in the grass, so he immediately yelled “oh S***!!”  He tried to compensate and turned the wheel to the left.  This caused the truck’s rear to swerve way to the right, hitting a nearby tree.  The truck slowly tipped to its side and came to a screeching halt about 15 feet away. 

Billy Bob, sat there in amazement, the truck on its side and smoke in the rear view mirror.  As he tried to make his way out of the truck, he began to wonder if everyone in the back was alright.  He made his way around to the back and slowly opened the truck bed door. 
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As Billy Bob opened the truck bed door, he noticed that Misty was lying sideways trapped underneath her seat belt. She was moaning softly. “Misty, Misty!” Billy Bob screamed, “ Are you ok??”

Misty was in tremendous pain but fortunately remained conscious through it all. “Yea… I think so… Can you help me out?” Misty asked after examining her sensation and movements in all four limbs. “I don’t think I hurt my C-spine, so you can help me move”.  Even after what had happened, Misty remained as bossy as ever.

After Billy Bob helped Misty out of the truck, Misty suddenly noticed her two missing classmates.

“Where are Johnny and Natasha??” Misty screamed. “ They are not in the truck!!!”

“Could they be...??” Billy Bob wondered, alarmed, a shiver ran through his body.

As it turned out, just prior to the ill-fated accident, Misty had fallen asleep. Johnny, taking advantage of the newfound privacy in the back seat, snuck over to Natasha where she was sitting alone on the single bench. The two were making out like two crazy teenagers when suddenly, Natasha noticed that Billy Bob was drifting off of the road.

Having had previous acrobatic training in her home country of Ukraine, Natasha maneuvered herself through a tiny window in the back of the truck, grabbed opened the latched on the other side of the back door, and then pull Johnny out just as the truck was starting to turn over. The two narrowly escaped by jumping and rolling onto a patch of grass next to the falling truck. Let’s just say, Natasha should have played James Bond, not just a mere Bond's Girl with her quick wit and her acrobatic talents! 

Just as Billy Bob and Misty were in a full panic mode, the two heard out a cry. “Billy Bob and Misty! We are here!!” Natasha shouted. Breathing a sigh of relief, Billy Bob and Misty ran over to them.

Natasha, to Misty’s surprise, appeared unscathed from the entire accident. In fact, she looked even prettier with the newly formed wind tossed hair and pink flushed cheeks. Damn her…. Misty thought resentfully.

Johnny, on the other hand, has clearly been traumatized by the entire event. Although not seriously injured, Johnny was curled up in a fetal position and was sobbing liked a baby. “I want my mommy! I want to go home!” He cried out loud, streams of tears are now flowing down his cheeks and staining his T-Shirt which had the writing “Born to be Wild” written on the center.

“But wait… what happened to Squeaky??” Billy Bob asked nervously. Ignoring Johnny’s childish whines, Billy Bob, Misty, and Natasha all ran immediately to the back of the truck. They noticed that Squeaky was lying in the tank, unmoved.

The tank itself was unharmed being that it was made from “functional biotech polymers”, the latest tank making technology formulated by the leading scientists at FSU.  However, it appeared that Squeaky had sustained a serious injury from the accident.

Misty dashed towards Squeaky and examined him. His heart was beating erratically. “It appears that Squeaky had suffered a myocardial infarction and that has lead to a lethal, uncompensated, arrhythmia”, Misty announced sadly.

“Well we must save him!!” a shout came out. Misty suddenly realized that determined voice was no other than Billy Bob! Billy Bob rushed to the front of the truck, pulled out an ACLS kit from the dashboard, and sprinted back to Squeaky’s side. Without prompting, he immediately placed two pads onto Squeaky’s chest. He checked for signs of respiration; feeling none, he blew two gigantic breaths into Squeaky’s mouth. He then looked up to Natasha and Misty, who were clearly stunned by Billy Bob’s sudden confidence and bravery.

“Well don’t just stand there!” Billy Bob commanded, “Natasha, you continue with the breathing, and Misty, you do the chest compression. When I say all clear, I will try to cardioconvert him!”

With that, all three jumped to their assigned position. Once Billy Bob was ready, he screamed, “All clear!”

Their silence was broken by a monotonous tone. Squeaky is now in asystole.

“All clear!” Billy Bob screamed again. This time, amping up the charger to 300 joules.

Asystole again. Tears are now starting to form in Misty and Natasha’s eyes.

“Ok, one more time. 360 joules. Don’t worry you guys! We will save him!” Billy Bob said, attempting to reassure the girls.

As the Billy Bob charged 360 joules to the paddles, a jolt of electricity went up and down Squeaky’s limpless body. Out of nowhere, Squeaky came alive. He started moving a little at first, wiggling one fin at a time. But soon, he looked as good as new as he swam to every corner of the tank and even attempted to do some flips.

“You saved him!” The girls cheered simultaneously and embraced Billy Bob at once.

Billy was silent at first. He then spoke quietly. “I am really sorry, girls. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have swerve so quickly”.

“So you didn’t fall asleep driving?” Misty asked curiously.

“No. I was awake when this happened. I knew I was tired from driving, I was about to pull over when I saw a deer jumped out right in front of me. I didn’t want to hit it, so …” He trailed off. After some moment, he continued, “ I knew Squeaky was sick months ago. That’s why I ran off to Key West. There was a biologist there with the leading expertise on the circulatory system of the Tursiops truncatus. That’s Bottlenose dolphin in Latin.”

“Zo you didn’t go to zhe keys to get zhe tan?” Natasha’s interest peaked.

“No. I was actually working with Dr. P in Key West on a laboratory treatment that may save Squeaky’s life. I couldn’t tell the dean because we are currently submitting this treatment protocol for a U.S. Patent. That’s why I had to act all nonchalant about it. If this protocol gets through the FDA and the IRB, we could potentially win the Nobel Prize!”

Billy Bob suddenly appeared a lot more handsome and distinguished in the girls’ eyes. In fact, the girls were now noticing his chiseled biceps, his perfectly angled- face, and his muscular behind. 

After a while, the four students were eventually rescued by AAA’s roadside assistance. Once arrived to Pensacola, Squeaky’s returned back to normal health, thanks to Billy Bob’s innovative treatment. He now happily resides at the Pensacola Oceanarium under Dr. P full care.

Years later, Johnny became the legendary “thumb sucker” of FSUCOM. It was also rumored that he might have wet his pants on that fateful day. However, the three other students denied any comments due to ethical reasons and HIPPA compliance. As for the girls, they eventually became best of friends after being rejected by Billy Bob (many, many times!) and are currently teaming up to star on a new NBC’s TV version of “Grey’s Anatomy”; Misty of course, played the hard-ass vascular surgeon, and Natasha, the beautiful seductive medical intern, who was once... a lingerie model. And Billy Bob, you ask? Well, after accepting a full apology from the Dean, Billy Bob received the FSUCOM student of the Year award upon graduation.  He and Dr. P did receive the patent for their breakthrough treatment. And with the money earned, Billy Bob eventually spearheaded the one and only pharmaceutical company that solely perform charitable and philanthropic work around the world (Pfizer just made an announcement last week that they will look into this business model after losing billions in sales). Although Billy Bob did not win the Nobel Prize in the scientific arena, he is nominated and is believed that he will be the youngest person to win the Nobel Peace Prize in the world.

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What can I say?

If I'm crying, it's merely tears of joy--definitely NOT tears of laughter!!!

The Never-Ending Story(line)...

     has officially...


--The End--


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Z., that was an awsome ending!!!!!  I loved it!  It was so funny and really took a turn, good job!!!!!!
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