I think this is another one of those exercises where we were given a picture and asked to
write the story behind it. Maybe because the title is an abstract image. I suppose it might
even have been a Christmas card, with the three wise men following a star, but more likely
just some abstract or context-free picture showing fire in a sandy environment. Here’s one
and here are many more, so these things do exist.
Naturally, the story I chose to tell was a science-fiction horror story full of fire and
destruction, in which the world is destroyed by an unquenchable inferno. There are two
halves to the tale: one concerning a group of riders who stumble upon the fire in the desert;
and another following the scientist who was responsible for the fire.
In an unexpectedly progressive turn of events, we’re first introduced to three non-white
protagonists. But that’s only because it’s the desert, so they have to be Arabs, because that’s
where Arabs live. They also ride camels, believe in the devil and speak to each other like they
just fell off the back of a cheap old Hollywood film. So maybe ‘progressive’ is a stretch. But
it’s not long before they’re off, and we tuck into the meat of the tale.
The scientist is an idiot, and the story treats him as such. He’s obviously in possession of
some fine technology - he has a spaceship and a Kill Gun, and a thing which makes his face
appear in fire - exactly the sort of thing you need if you want to scare a camel. But he doesn’t
pay attention to the smaller details (too small for me to mention at any rate - we’re left to
imagine for ourselves what caused all this), so his lab catches fire and the whole world is
destroyed. He manages to escape into space, laughing as he pretends he meant to destroy
the earth all along (he obviously didn’t), but fortunately there are people on the moon with
even better technology which can turn back time AND put out unextinguishable fires. In the
meantime, the scientist’s so thick he doesn’t look where he’s going and ends up crashing his
ship. He isn’t dead by the end of it, but he’s swearing so he can’t be happy.
There are lots of nice little details - I love that the alien speaks in weird symbols that don’t
have an obvious pronunciation. I love that each of his lines is translated except the last one,
which is obviously alien swearing. I love the little interjection telling you how clever I am that
I know sand usually puts fires out. And I love the clumsily melodramatic way it’s structured,
with the three-pronged “Little did they know” section and the list of things that couldn’t put
out the fire. “Answer: NOTHING!”
In fact, despite its stupidity, it’s got quite a bit of comical and dramatic flair. It’s complete
rubbish of course - we never find out why this is happening, who the scientist is, where he
came from or what he’s supposed to be doing. The sudden leaps from Earth’s destruction to
it suddenly being OK again prove I don’t have any plan for this and haven’t thought of
anything beyond next sentence I’m currently writing. But it still feels satisfying when it
finishes, because the scientist has been proven to be a total charlatan who isn’t really as
dangerous as he seems.
The Flame in the Desert
The Forgotten World
John and Mick fall foul
of some extreme
potholing
TERM 2
The birth of the 1980s -
Blake’s 7, Blondie and
battles in space
Great Space Battles
Three mighty empires
take their first steps
into outer space
Ward’s 7
John Ward and his band
of rebels fight the evil
Federation
Fiends of the Eastern
Front
Vampires, paraphrased
from 2000 AD
Florence Nightingale
What if Florence
Nightingale had lived in
the Year 2000?
Optical Illusion Time
Amazing visual tricks
that will boggle your
mind!
The Flame in the Desert
The Forgotten World
John and Mick fall foul
of some extreme
potholing
Bonfire Night
Waen’s first time at the
annual village fireworks
display
TERM 1
A day-by-day account of
Waen’s first term at
Fairburn School
TERM 2
The birth of the 1980s -
Blake’s 7, Blondie and
battles in space
Great Space Battles
Three mighty empires
take their first steps
into outer space
Ward’s 7
John Ward and his band
of rebels fight the evil
Federation
I think this is another one of those exercises where
we were given a picture and asked to write the story
behind it. Maybe because the title is an abstract
image. I suppose it might even have been a
Christmas card, with the three wise men following a
star, but more likely just some abstract or context-
free picture showing fire in a sandy environment.
Here’s one and here are many more, so these things
do exist.
Naturally, the story I chose to tell was a science-
fiction horror story full of fire and destruction, in
which the world is destroyed by an unquenchable
inferno. There are two halves to the tale: one
concerning a group of riders who stumble upon the
fire in the desert; and another following the scientist
who was responsible for the fire.
In an unexpectedly progressive turn of events, we’re
first introduced to three non-white protagonists. But
that’s only because it’s the desert, so they have to be
Arabs, because that’s where Arabs live. They also ride
camels, believe in the devil and speak to each other
like they just fell off the back of a cheap old
Hollywood film. So maybe ‘progressive’ is a stretch.
But it’s not long before they’re off, and we tuck into
the meat of the tale.
The scientist is an idiot, and the story treats him as
such. He’s obviously in possession of some fine
technology - he has a spaceship and a Kill Gun, and a
thing which makes his face appear in fire - exactly the
sort of thing you need if you want to scare a camel.
But he doesn’t pay attention to the smaller details
(too small for me to mention at any rate - we’re left to
imagine for ourselves what caused all this), so his lab
catches fire and the whole world is destroyed. He
manages to escape into space, laughing as he
pretends he meant to destroy the earth all along (he
obviously didn’t), but fortunately there are people on
the moon with even better technology which can turn
back time AND put out unextinguishable fires. In the
meantime, the scientist’s so thick he doesn’t look
where he’s going and ends up crashing his ship. He
isn’t dead by the end of it, but he’s swearing so he
can’t be happy.
There are lots of nice little details - I love that the
alien speaks in weird symbols that don’t have an
obvious pronunciation. I love that each of his lines is
translated except the last one, which is obviously
alien swearing. I love the little interjection telling you
how clever I am that I know sand usually puts fires
out. And I love the clumsily melodramatic way it’s
structured, with the three-pronged “Little did they
know” section and the list of things that couldn’t put
out the fire. “Answer: NOTHING!”
In fact, despite its stupidity, it’s got quite a bit of
comical and dramatic flair. It’s complete rubbish of
course - we never find out why this is happening,
who the scientist is, where he came from or what he’s
supposed to be doing. The sudden leaps from Earth’s
destruction to it suddenly being OK again prove I
don’t have any plan for this and haven’t thought of
anything beyond next sentence I’m currently writing.
But it still feels satisfying when it finishes, because
the scientist has been proven to be a total charlatan
who isn’t really as dangerous as he seems.
The Fugitive
A man runs - but who is
he? And what is he
running from?