Follow the trials and tribulations of Lily, a beautiful young woman and the love of her life, Guido an Italian circus midget. Every word of this tale is true, apart from those which are not, which amounts to around 99.99.5% of the story, so er…none of it then…
Beguiled by the sound and the sights before me, I rushed onward, my only thought being that I had forgotten to use the word ‘Beguiled’ in the previous post. Still, this didn’t stop me from trudging headlong into the melee that I suddenly found myself thrust among. So much colour, so much energy. The feeling was beguiling as I immediately thought ‘oh, so you didn’t use the word ‘beguile’ in the previous post and now you’re using it four times in a row. Talk about poor penmanship’
Feeling like a Kinder Surprise, I couldn’t help but squee at the joy that was contained within my shell. When just then, a passing stranger for no reason that I could see, gazed over to where I now stood. “You look a little confused,” he offered, a faint Italian accent lingering on his every word. “I…I think I’m lost,” I stuttered, my tonguing seeming to trip over itself. “Lost?” Questioned the stranger, “how could that be? You are at the circus my dear. Have you never been to a circus before?” “No, ” I countered, “I mean lost as in the plotline to this story. It seems to have taken a turn for the bizarre and I’m not quite sure where to go with it.”
Taking a step towards me, the stranger took hold of my right hand a placed a gentle kiss upon the back of it. “Madam, let me introduce myself. I am Signor Adamo and this,” he said with a flourish of his arm, indicating the spectacle behind him, “is my circus. Now let me give you a little piece of advice.” And with that, Signor Adamo moved forward and lent in close enough that I could feel his breath upon my cheek. “Writing is like driving a car. To be a successful writer, you firstly, need to know the direction in which you want to go. Then you need to focus, to really be able to concentrate on the…”
“Ooh elephants!” I interrupted, as four of the ponderous beasts were led through the crowd. “I wanna go see the elephants!” I was just about to take off and pursue my delight of seeing these large mammals, when I realised that the Signor had been trying to tell me something important. “Oh sorry”, I apologised, “what were you saying?” “I was merely explaining”, he continued, “that it is important to pay attention and to direct one’s attention…” “Ooh monkeys!” I squealed loudly. “I wanna go see the monkeys.” And with that, I took off, running through the crowd and leaving a bewildered and very annoyed Signor Adamo behind me.
To be continued…