In this Socratic dialogue between an oak tree and a large rock, the main characters discuss the nature of man and his effects on the environment.
Query:
I am seeking representation for my 65,000 word literary novel 'Oak and Stone'.
When a hurricane hits Five Oaks village, only one of the namesake oaks survives. The remaining tree, Robur, has to deal with being alone for the first time since he was planted. His solitude ends when the villagers install Socrates, a sandstone memorial to the lost oaks. Robur and Socrates become friends as they debate human nature.
A child littering sparks a discussion about humans affecting the environment. Robur realises that global warming may have caused the storm that killed his family. As he is recovering from this revelation, he discovers that Socrates is dying from acid rain corrosion. A second hurricane approaches, but Robur is preoccupied with thoughts of revenge against humanity. Unless he puts revenge aside and starts preparing, he risks becoming a victim of the storm.
--Polenth
11 comments:
This book sounds like metaphysical fertilizer. All vaporous emission and not substance.
Very good.
Call me an old softie, but I like this.
It's got Childrens' Fiction written all over it - trees and rocks and water and stone circle choirs etc.
Disentweeified, this might actually be a goer.
I think you should write the book.
It does sound like an environmental impact book for kids. Hmmm. Write away!
Wow, I'm impressed with what you did with this 'plot'. You found a way to give a plot-free one-liner, um, a plot.
Good stuff.
This query made me very sad... trees dying and kids littering... sigh.
A.
Tragedy, new friendship, a moral, and a nice tug at the heartstrings, all from a throwaway line. I am impressed.
It would need a good illustrator.
Nooo... someone thinks I should write it. The idea of writing 65,000 words of philosophical dialogue is enough to turn an evil minion to good.
I struggled with this one, as Socratic dialogue is inherently unfunny and lacks plot. Curse you, random number generator.
Make it a PB and you drop the word count down to less than 1000. Simple, eh?
Congrats on sticking with the burden the random number generator stuck you with and the wooden and stoney characters.
Curse you, Wes, good puns.
I love this fake plot, but I wouldn't envy you the burden of writing this story. But this is the kind of book that you could just say you wrote anyway. Why? Because everyone will say they read it when they didn't, really.
Wow. I'm impressed.
I think this really could make a good kid's book. Anyone remember The Giving Tree?
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