{"id":1589,"date":"2021-11-14T08:55:00","date_gmt":"2021-11-14T14:55:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/?p=1589"},"modified":"2025-11-16T09:12:57","modified_gmt":"2025-11-16T15:12:57","slug":"a-dark-and-stormy-night-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/a-dark-and-stormy-night-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"A Dark And Stormy Night Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"
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After a conversation with a nameless entity, it dawned on me that I should be telling this story here. The words, \u201cIt was a dark and stormy night,\u201d seemed to be almost the perfect beginning for a novel. Yes, a novel with a sense of humour. Now, to be honest, this wasn\u2019t my idea at all. Left to my own devices, I would stay as far away from a story like this as possible. But the nameless entity is insistent. Just think of me as a scribe for the unknowable, doing what he is told by someone who is commissioning a work. Just don\u2019t think I\u2019ve lost all of my marbles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Prologue<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a dark and stormy night.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cErase that, you can\u2019t write that. I hadn\u2019t invented night yet. Everyone knows that to have a night, there also has to be a day with morning, afternoon, and evening thrown in for good measure. All that comes later.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOkay, okay already,\u201d I grumbled. How about, \u201cIt was dark and stormy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGeez, can\u2019t you just write what I tell you to write? It wasn\u2019t stormy. You can\u2019t have storms without planets, atmosphere and weather systems. Just write. \u201cIt was dark.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBoring,\u201d I stated with exasperation. \u201cI heard what you said. Yes, it was dark and that is the whole story for so long that you finally got bored of nothing but darkness. Do you really think anyone will want to read a story that basically talks about nothing else but darkness?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s not fair. You know that there is a huge story that will follow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou talk about being fair?\u201d I protested. \u201cIf there was any fairness, I wouldn\u2019t be writing this crap that no one in their right mind is ever going to believe, even as a fiction story if they even bother to read it at all.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

~<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It isn\u2019t as easy as I thought it was going to be, to write this story, especially since it isn\u2019t even my story. I\u2019m like a ghost writer with my name never<\/strong> being attached to the document, not that I would actually want to ever admit that I was ever involved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It wasn\u2019t easy, as the voice in my head was determined to control every single word that was to be put on the paper, well, the keyboard and screen. I had been reluctant to give in to this impulse to write this particular story as the voice wanted the \u201ctruth\u201d to be told as it had never been told before. When I protested that it couldn\u2019t be a novel if it wasn\u2019t fiction; and if it was fiction, then the words really didn\u2019t matter as long as the story was told. My reluctance to give in to the inner voice only resulted in a headache that didn\u2019t let up for several days.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I took my concerns to the woman who is my significant other. All that she had to tell me was to just go with it, trust that the inner voice, to trust it as my muse. After all, what did I have to lose other than a headache whenever I resisted that muse? I had to admit that she was likely right about the whole mess. After all, when the story was done, I sure as hell didn\u2019t have to publish it. Conceding a defeat of sorts, I returned to the keyboard to let the story be told.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

~<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was dark. Darkness was all that there was, an infinite darkness that was unbound by time and space and place. The darkness was anything but empty. All that was to be, all that would never come to be, everything was already in the darkness unformed. It was dark, It had always had been dark. And it was boring.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBoring? I didn\u2019t tell you to write \u2018boring!\u2019\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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