Into the fourth week of churning out a song a day (i don’t know how Dolly does it!) and, boy, are my cantos tired. So here’s a creative writing nudge i learned long ago: random phrase! If you can generate two words (easiest would be adjective-noun) then meditate upon them you will learn two things: nothing is truly random for our brains, and writing is just sorting through the nonsense anyways. I like to use dice (10d) to generate page and line and word numbers to grab out of any book (which often results in ‘and-the’), but in updating my prompter i sought out the website randomwordgenerator.com. It’s not precisely suited to my needs, but i got two adjectives (reflective, legal) and two nouns (suite, brand). This doubles the chances of ideation. For some reason reflective suite seemed festive. Then it occurred to me: What a great place to be ‘Away in.’ So I began scribbling…
Away in a Reflective Suite
Hey, Mary, are you pregnant?
Won't you come our way?
Got a copter, it'll take you
To our ski chalet! (distant: passes gratis!)
[chorus]
Everyone knows the news!
We all heard the story!
The penthouse is still open--
Endorse us with Glory! (distant: no contracts. no worries!)
Don't listen, we can beat that--
Give you loads to eat!
Got the heat on and some mirrors
In our reflective suite! (distant: let there be light!)
[chorus]
Everyone knows the news!
We all heard the story!
The penthouse is still open--
Endorse us with Glory! (distant: such clean lavatories!)
Ditch the burro, use our town car;
Staff nurses standing by.
No Herods here, only concierges
Who'll sing lullabies! (distant: rum pum pumpum)
[chorus]
Everyone knows the news!
We all heard the story!
The penthouse is still open--
Endorse us with Glory! (distant: two thousand year sorry!)
Doors are open, room at The Inn,
Just give us a chance!
Won't be sorry, wait'll you meet
Three wise doormans! (distant: Gord, Frank, & Merv!)
[chorus]
Everyone knows the news!
We all heard the story!
The penthouse is still open--
Endorse us with Glory! (distant: annunciatory!)
(distant, fading: full bar inventory... we'll never be boring....)
So, yeah, another What if the Jay-by were born today? But, in this case, we were all steeped in X-tiananity already and hoping–and hyping in competition with other hostelries–to make up for past sins when Mary and Jo came trundling up. There are songs out there that proclaim: If it’d been me, I woulda given you MY bed, Lord. Seriously. Pop commercial jingle style music here. Or folk (ironically).