Showing posts with label character/absurd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label character/absurd. Show all posts

Friday, August 12, 2011

Why J.K. Rowling Skipped the Years Between the Last Chapter and the Epilogue

In case you can't guess from the title of this poem, I am a huge fan of Harry Potter. So of course, when I picked my theme for my stand-up poetry class (which is placing well-known movie, TV, or literature characters in absurd situations), it was only a matter of what character, and what situation. I'm sure I could have done any number of things for this. For example, Lord Voldemort is a ballet. Or Dobby the house elf as the lead guitarist for a famous rock and roll band. Come to think of it, those are good ideas. They might turn into poems someday soon. But what I settled on is actually a bit of a cliche: Harry Potter working at McDonald's. Who wouldn't think of that, right? But I built off of that, and didn't let myself get tied to just Harry Potter's character. It's also a sort of personal revenge. I always wanted to know what happened right after the battle of Hogwarts, and you don't get to find out. This is as good of a reason as any that she jumped ahead! I've written it as a radio show, and attempted to convey a more factual voice. I'm pretty happy with the way this turned out, though it's always possible I'll go back and rework it! But here it is, called Why J.K. Rowling Skipped the Years Between the Last Chapter and the Epilogue:




It is a sad day, indeed, when a bad
economy can affect the job market in the
wizarding world. Ministry officials are working
around the clock to fix this problem, but it appears
that not even magic can help the situation.                                         
For the time being, many wizards and witches have tried
to find jobs within the Muggle
world. With the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy still
in place, this is proving to be a difficult feat. But Arthur Weasley, long-time
defender of Muggles, is now teaching a
How To Survive in the Muggle World: No, the Microwave
Will Not Kill You class at Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Witches and wizards of all ages are urged
to attend his nightly sessions in the hopes that kitchen appliances
will stop being sent to Azkaban.

We have reports from some about their experiences in their new-found
jobs. One witch competed on the popular television program
Britain’s Got Talent. If you have watched the show, then yes, folks,
Ms. Susan Boyle is indeed one of us! We send out our mightiest
congratulations for her use of multiple voice-changing spells and we feel, despite
Simon Cowell’s position in the Ministry and his belief that her use of magic is
“cheating,” that she is a good role model for young witches and wizards everywhere.
Especially since most of the reports are not as successful.

Mr. Randolph Baddock of Surrey works at a gas station
on 5th street. Despite the boring job, he is in good spirits. He joked that his
patronus has become a Muggle car, ending our interview with a
laugh by changing the spell to “Expecto Petroleum.”
Perhaps those who have it the worst are some of You-Know-Who’s former
followers. While most are imprisoned, others are fulfilling community
service hours and living under 24-hour surveillance in their homes. Mr. Lucius
Malfoy and his son, Draco, have been put to work as Salvation Army
Santas outside of a Muggle grocery store. The latest news tells us that the young
Malfoy’s wand was taken away from him yesterday after he filled
the collecting bin with leprechaun
gold, only for it to disappear hours later.

But the major question remains. What has happened to our
great hero of the past decade? Well, we met up with young
Harry Potter today. Despite his ability to save the wizarding world
with Expelliarmus, Potter shared with us his struggles while working
at the Muggle restaurant,
McDonald’s. He said that “in the Muggle world, a Hogwarts education is actually
impractical. Attempting to disarm a broken frialator does absolutely
nothing to fix it.”

It seems as though we are in for some rough years
ahead if even the defeater of You-Know-Who cannot find
a job in or outside of the Wizarding community. After a decade
of dark and confusing times, this seems most cruel. It is in these
moments that we look to our greatest wizards, and we believe
that in the face of such turmoil, Albus Dumbledore,
may he rest in peace, would comfort us with these words:
                                static    
               static                staticccccccccccccc
                                                static      static
                                                                …static

Well, we hope to see you tonight for the next session of
How to Survive in the Muggle World, where Arthur Weasley will explain
how to dress appropriately if you wish to be seen
in public.

*If you found yourself confused by any of the words used
in this evening’s broadcast, such as “television,” “frialator,” or
“santa,” please stay tuned for our next program,
“Muggles Say the Darndest Things” with our host,
Bill Cosby.*

Saturday, August 6, 2011

He Went to Jared


While playing around with different formats of poems in a Stand-Up poetry class I took, I came across the idea of creating one that follows the form of a play. This is also one of five poems I wrote that place well-known fictional characters in an absurd position. See if you can figure out what character is incorporated in this poem, titled He Went to Jared.



(Scene opens at a display case in JARED, THE GALLERIA OF JEWELRY. Customers browse behind the case to the tune of “I’m Too Sexy” by Right Said Fred, admiring the spotlights on the rings. The smell is like that of a bakery, a fragrance the OWNER sprays from a Febreze bottle for precisely 1.23 minutes every time the shop is about to be opened, leaving the scent of freshly-baked cookies in the air. On the display case is a sign that says SALE!)

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL (raspy): Where the hell am I?

3.5 CARAT DIAMOND RING (in a sultry voice): You’re in Jared, baby.

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: Come again?

1.5 CARAT DIAMOND RING: Jared, where only the best guys come to get their engagement rings!

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: Engagement rings?

2 CARAT DIAMOND RING: Like, you know, when you’re going to get married, and you like, need to get a ring to ask the girl. It’s like, you know, that ring. We stand as a symbol of love and happiness between two people for like, the rest of our lives. And like, the girl loves it. She’s always, like, “Oh my god, he went to Jaredddd” and then we just, like, glitter. Girls love that. They love like, hard, sparkly things.

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: I destroy marriages!

1 CARAT DIAMOND RING: That’s mean!

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: I am MEAN! Do as I say!

RUBY RING (with sass): Who do you think you are? You got no power over us!

(THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL flashes red hot. The other rings stare in awe. MAN at the counter points and yells excitedly.)

OWNER (exasperated with a hint of whine): Yes?

MAN (breathless): THAT! That ring! I want that ring!

OWNER: Ahhhh, yes, I’ve heard this is a semi-precious ring.

(OWNER takes the ring out of the case and hands it to MAN. THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL shivers in anticipation.)

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL (seductively): Yesss. Buy me. I will conquer humanity by ruining your marriage. I will make you crazy. I will make you grow bald. I will call my Ringwraith friends to kill your babies. I am more beautiful than your girlfriend. I am more beautiful than your girlfriend. I am more beautiful than your girlfriend…

MAN (whispers): It’s almost more beautiful than my girlfriend.

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL (yells): I AM more beautiful than your girlfriend! She is UGLY. And senile.

MAN: She is ugly, actually. Like a sea lion.

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL (would shake head if it had one): Close enough.

OWNER: I’m sorry, what?

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: You want me.

MAN: I want you.

OWNER: Me? You want me?

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: No, you idiot, you want me!

MAN (speaking without moving his O face): Yes, yes, this is it. I wants it.

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: God damn it. Why do they always lose all sense of grammatical correctness? Nevermind, put me down! Go on, down!

MAN (entranced): Go down on me.

OWNER: I mean, the store room is open. And it smells like cupcakes in there.

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL (flashes red hot, again, in glee): Yes, yes, go with him to the store room. Have sex. Lots and lots of sweaty-man sex.

MAN: Yes, yes. I’ll go with you. Lots of sweet sex.

OWNER: Oh, it’ll be sweet.

(Customers begin filing out of the store with looks of disgust on their faces.)

CUSTOMER 1: I’m going to Tiffany’s. This is ridiculous.

(OWNER is enchanted by MAN, too much to notice his lack of customers. Febreze scent has begun to fade, replaced by that of slightly damp, dirty feet. “Total Eclipse of the Heart” by Bonnie Tyler now plays over the speakers.)

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL (cackling): I wish I could have your babiesss.

MAN: I could have rabies.

OWNER (leans over the counter, whispers): Oh, baby. RAWR.

(MAN sets THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL back into the case and lets OWNER take his hand and drag him away. THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL rolls in a circle on its side in happiness.)

RUBY RING (outraged): What did you just do?!

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: I ruined his marriage!

.5 CARAT DIAMOND RING: B-b-but he went to Jared. They’re supposed to live happily ever after!

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL: Mwhahahahaha!

RUBY RING: You do know that man’s not gonna buy you now. You’re stuck in the display case with us. Forever.

(THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL looks around and realizes RUBY RING is right. With no legs he cannot leave the glass case. All the customers have disappeared. He is alone with the other rings who are all, at this point, glaring at him as only shiny rings under a spotlight can. THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL sulks.)

THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL (sulking): This is bullshit.

4 CARAT DIAMOND RING (shocked and appalled): There are small carats here! Watch your words!

THE ONE RING TO… AH, FUCK IT: Fuck it.

(The lights slowly fade as MAN and OWNER take their pants off offstage and THE ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL flashes red hot. Just because. “I Touch Myself” by The Divinyls begins to play quietly and fades away with the light.)