Flashbacks:
The RNGC Caddyshackpocalypse
Bollards!
From Silas Marner to A Shore Thing, all great literature shares the same building blocks that, when put together by the hands of a masterful writer, combine to create beloved stories that endure for generations. Dating back to 1985, the book celebrating Reston's 20th anniversary has them all -- compelling characters, conflict, resolution and ultimate redemption. We referenced this excellent book in this "web log's" inaugural post, but it's become quite hard to find! In case you don't have the $226.49 needed to buy a mint copy from Amazon, consider this typewritten outline the equivalent of the Cliff's Notes. Here's the introduction:
Echoes of Gatsby -- we've got goosebumps! When they make the movie, we could totally see Robert Redford in the starring role. That "outer beltway" never came to fruition, but we're still ready to start turning some pages. Now for some exposition!
Time to establish conflict:
Love the comparison between Hunters Woods and Napoleon's Eastern Front. But then finally, success -- and vindication!
Nice work, Tom and Peter. When the sequel spanning from 1985 to the present day is finally published, we can only hope they manage to work the phrase "Electric Boogaloo" into the title.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst ..."
ReplyDeleteNo, wait.
"I am born..."
Oh crap, no good.
"Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life..."
No, no, no.
"He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff..."
Wait! I have it.
"It begins with a philosophical businessman..."
Oh, now that's SWEET!
"It was a dark and stormy night ...."
ReplyDeleteHunters "oods. I like the sound of that.
ReplyDelete"It was the best of DRB-approved color palettes, it was the worst of DRB-approved color palettes..." -- opening line to The Not So Much Bleak as Russet Brown House.
ReplyDeleteCall me Robert E. Simon.
ReplyDeleteOne fish,
ReplyDeleteTwo fish,
Muave fish,
Oxford Brown fish.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of an earth-toned "contemporary" home with a sunken living room and shag carpeting.
ReplyDeleteI was the shadow of the waxwing slain / By the false azure in the windowpane; /Woe has fallen unto me / For the windowpane was rejected by the DRB
ReplyDeleteThe "outer beltway" referenced in the original is now the Fairfax County Parkway, we just need a bridge across the Potomac at either end.
ReplyDeleteReader, I married him...and we moved into a russet brown townhouse in Reston.
ReplyDelete"I had a farm in South Reston at the foot of the Oakton Hills..."
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