Driving time is thinking time for me, and my thoughts often veer into fantasies. I conjure up book ideas, plan menus for make believe dinner parties, and occasionally get lost in the imagined lives of pedestrians (like the drifters I'm sure hang out behind the local Burger King). But a few of my fantasies could become real. Here are two I'm seriously contemplating initiating before year's end....
Lost Episodes blog: Fans--who I also happen to know or at least interact with--contribute episode ideas for beloved shows. Think Gilmore Girls has seen better days? Restore the glory! Wonder what would happen in a season 3 of Arrested Development? Make it happen. Or how about the storylines for the dead on Lost's Oceanic flight? And a personal fave: what topics would you love to see Nova, Frontline, or even classic 60 Minutes explore? In another time, when people cared I could have done such a thing on Orkut. But gathering strangers is not my forte and this blog thing is more de rigeur. Gotta keep up with the Joneses.
Voices of My Family project: I have a digital recorder, and entirely separate from that, I dabble in family history. And when I travel home I tend to see much of the family in the area, during which visits I often hear the same stories I've heard a half to full dozen or more times before. I've got this dream of putting all of these together in an audio family history project. The idea is to create a basic set of questions about a person's family and growing up experiences. Give the questions ahead of time, go to them turn on the recorder and let the conversation unfold. When the hour's up, recorder goes off and we both have a nice memento. Pretty neat, huh?
2 comments:
My mom used to tell me we had to sit down and interview our elder relatives before they passed. I wish we had before we lost my grandmother.
And writing more for GG, I'm up for it :)
Now it's a matter of what to ask. I have to remind myself that getting the voice, the rhythm of speech, and just capturing some historical essence of who the person is--that's what matters. There's no perfect set of data about a human life.
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