From 836fd1e9b70684e5f414e259eea70d39b3159915 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Wed, 9 Jun 2021 00:40:02 +0000 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/sawtooth/monkey-and-bear.md | 208 +--------------------------- 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 207 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/sawtooth/monkey-and-bear.md b/writing/sawtooth/monkey-and-bear.md index d28626a1..2a7daa50 100644 --- a/writing/sawtooth/monkey-and-bear.md +++ b/writing/sawtooth/monkey-and-bear.md @@ -1,210 +1,4 @@ -Story following Monkey and Bear: - -''' -Track 2 On -Ys -View Tracklist -Monkey & Bear -Joanna Newsom -Through two anthropomorphic characters, Newsom tells an origin story of the constellation Ursa Major, or “Great Bear”. - -Produced by -Van Dyke Parks & Joanna Newsom - -Release Date -November 6, 2006 -View All Credits -1 -32.9K -35 -5 -Down in the green hay -Where monkey and bear usually lay -They woke from a stable-boy’s cry -He said: “someone come quick — -The horses got loose, got grass-sick — -They’ll founder! Fain, they’ll die.” - -What is now known by the sorrel and the roan? -By the chestnut, and the bay, and the gelding grey? -It is: stay by the gate you are given -Remain in your place, for your season -O, had the overfed dead but listened -To that high-fence, horse-sense, wisdom… - -But -“Did you hear that, Bear?” said -Monkey, “we’ll get out of here, fair and square -They've left the gate open wide! - -“So, my bride - -“Here is my hand. Where is your paw? -Try and understand my plan, Ursula -My heart is a furnace -Full of love that is just, and earnest -Now you know that we must unlearn this -Allegiance to a life of service -And no longer answer to that heartless -Hay-monger, nor be his accomplice — -(that charlatan, with artless hustling!) -But Ursula, we’ve got to eat something -And earn our keep, while still within -The borders of the land that man has girded -(all double-bolted and tightfisted!) -Until we reach the open country -A-steeped in milk and honey -Will you keep your fancy clothes on, for me? -Can you bear a little longer to wear that leash? -“My love, I swear by the air I breathe: -Sooner or later, you’ll bare your teeth - -“But for now, just dance, darling -C’mon, will you dance, my darling? -Darling, there’s a place for us; -Can we go, before I turn to dust? -Darling there’s a place for us - -“Darling. C'mon will you dance -My darling? -The hills are groaning with excess -Like a table ceaselessly being set -O my darling, we will get there yet” - -They trooped past the guards -Past the coops, and the fields, and the -Farmyards, all night, till finally - -The space they gained -Grew much farther than -The stone that Bear threw -To mark where they’d stop for tea - -But -“Walk a little faster -Don’t look backwards — -“your feast is to the East, which lies a little past the pasture - -“When the blackbirds hear tea whistling they rise and clap -Their applause caws the kettle black -And we can’t have none of that! -Move along, Bear; there, there; that’s that.” - -(Though cast in plaster -Our Ursala’s heart beat faster -Than monkey’s ever will.) - -But still -They have got to pay the bills -Hadn’t they? -That is what the monkey would say -So, with the courage of a clown, or a cur -Or a kite, jerking tight at its tether -In her dun-brown gown of fur -And her jerkin of -Swansdown and leather -Bear would sway on her hind legs; -The organ would grind dregs of song -For the pleasure -Of the children who’d shriek -Throwing coins at her feet -Then recoiling in terror -Sing, “dance, darling -C'mon, will you dance, my darling? -Darling, there’s a place for us; -Can we go, before I turn to dust? -Oh, my darling there’s a place for us - -“Darling -C'mon, will you dance, my darling? -Keep your eyes fixed on the highest hill -Where you’ll ever-after eat your fill -O my darling…dear…mine…if you dance -Dance, darling: and I'll love you still.” - -Deep in the night -Shone a weak and miserly light -Where the monkey shouldered his lamp -Someone had told him the -Bear'd been wandering a fair piece away -From where they were camped -Someone had told him -The bear had been sneaking away -To the seaside caverns, to bathe; -And the thought troubled the monkey -For he was afraid of spelunking -Down in those caves -And also afraid what the -Village people would say -If they saw the bear in that state — -Lolling and splashing obscenely -Well, it seemed irrational, really -Washing that face; -Washing that matted and flea-bit pelt -In some sea-spit-shine — -Old kelp dripping with brine -But monkey just laughed, and he muttered -“When she comes back, Ursula will be bursting with pride — -Till I jump up! -Saying, ‘You've been rolling in muck! -Saying, ‘You smell of garbage and grime!’” - -But far out, far out -By now, by now — -Far out, by now, Bear ploughed -Because she would not drown: - -First the outside-legs of the bear -Up and fell down, in the water, like knobby garters -Then the outside-arms of the bear -Fell off, as easy as if sloughed -From boiled tomatoes -Low’red in a genteel curtsy -Bear shed the mantle of her -Diluvian shoulders; -And, with a sigh -She allowed the burden of belly to drop -Like an apron full of boulders - -If you could hold up her -Threadbare coat to the light -Where it’s worn translucent in places -You’d see spots where -Almost every night of the year -Bear had been mending -Suspending that baseness -Now her coat drags through the water -Bagging, with a life’s-worth of hunger -Limitless minnows; -In the magnetic embrace -Balletic and glacial -Of bear’s insatiable shadow — - -Left there! Left there! -When bear left bear; -Left there, left there -When bear stepped clear of bear - -(Sooner or later you'll bury your teeth) -''' - -# Outline - -Neutral-ish narrator - -* [ ] Presented with an escape - * [ ] Ursula (bear, silent) and Sim (ferret, talkative) work in crime - * [ ] Sim gets a car and tries to set up a road adventure, promising going straight -* [ ] Becomes increasingly clear that Sim is emotionally abusive - * [ ] Increasingly clear that Sim still expects Ursula to be the muscle for his crime - * [ ] Always just one more job, and Sim is a dick about it -* [ ] Ursula goes with it - * [ ] Told with a sense of distance so it's not quite clear how much she's planning - * [ ] Sim seems pleased -* [ ] Once she can claim her own escape, she takes it, unclear how literal it is - [ ] Is she escaping on her own word adventure? Is she still alive? Who even knows~ - -# Story +%title Jump Some folks, they're just built to jump.