A book idea

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A book idea...

A book idea     

So, I've been toying with this idea of a 'fractured fairytale' sort of thing for a while, but instead of fairytales, have it be nursery rhymes?

I've been through the entire list of nursery rhymes on Wikipedia and came up with charries based on nursery rhymes. For example, one of my MC's is based off of the boy in the rhyme, Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son. I guess I just thought I'd share this idea with you, even though it'll probably never get finished. 

This is the synopsis:

There's one thing that keeps the land (I don't have a name for the world where all the people from the nursery rhymes live yet) together- London Bridge. It's crumbling, which is tearing the world apart, and there's no way to fix it. At least not that any of them know of. 

My MC, Cassidy, is supposed to be Rockabye Baby. She fell out of a tree in the nursery rhyme land as a baby and was transported to the real world, where she was adopted. (she's kind of struggling with the, 'I want to know who my real parents are' thing, which may be cliche but oh well)

So, she's babysitting her baby brother one day, and sings Rockabye Baby to calm him down. This takes her back to the nursery rhyme land. Then, she goes on this quest to save the land and find her parents!

Okay, it sounds really dumb like that. I can explain the quest and characters in more detail if you'd like, because I have the entire thing planned out but don't want to make this post too long. Tell me what you think! Critique would be much appreciated. 

Thanks for reading!

 

I think it's a great idea, Bluebird, and I'd like to read more! How about calling the land: Mother Goose Land, The Land of Nod, Fractured Fairyland, . . . I'm sure anyone has better ideas than these.

Admin

submitted by Bluebird
(December 11, 2016 - 9:18 pm)

Oooh, cool idea! Ya, you definitly need to work a few kinks out, or rather, work a few more things in to make your plot line fuller. Sadly, I can't help you with that right now. But I think you definitly go forward with this! And Admin, those are great name ideas!

submitted by Leeli
(December 12, 2016 - 8:17 am)

So, here's my full synopsis, I guess: (Looking up the nursery rhymes mentioned might help you understand it better, also if I ever write this book I'm going to have to put them in the back or something. I don't know.)

Also, thanks for the ideas, Admin! I like Mother Goose Land best so far, so I'm just goning to call it that for now. 

Cassidy Kingsinger (Rockabye Baby) is babysitting her brother one day. She sings the song Rockabye Baby to get him to go to sleep, and is taken back to Mother Goose Land. She finds herself in the country, near a tiny town and river. This is where Kitty Fisher (from the nursery rhyme Lucy Locket) lives. Kitty has found a pocket containing a mysterious letter inside. It was Lucy Locket's pocket that had been lost for 50 years, and in the pocket was a letter written by a founding father of Mother Goose Land, based off the guy in A Tisket, A Tasket. (It's complicated) So, Kitty finds Cassidy, and lets her stay with her family for a while (also I should mention that her cousin is Henry from the nursery rhyme There's a Hole in my Bucket, he plays a bit of a part in this scene) Then, Kitty tells Cassidy about the letter and bad news from the castle- London Bridge, the only thing that keeps Mother Goose Land together, and falling apart. No one knows how to stop it.

With the help of Henry, his best friend, Liza (also from there's A Hole in My Bucket), and a boy from the village named Levi Oldman (who is the grandson of the old man in It's Raining, It's Pouring), they find a way to possibly stop the bridge from falling apart. Using the map inside the letter, they embark on a quest to the Starlight Caves (or something??? based off of the nursery ryhme Starlight, Starbright), where you can be granted one wish by wishing on a 'star'. (current questers are- Cassidy, Kitty, Levi)

They find themselves lost on the plain, with nothing for miles around. Hungry, lost, and feeling hopeless, they finally stumble across The Black Sheep Ranch, and ranch of sheep co-owned by Bo Peep (this one's obvious), Mary Bond( Mary Had a Little Lamb), and Jane Horner (the mother of Jack Horner from the nursery rhyme Little Jack Horner, also the ex-wife of Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater) They are given shelter and directions to the next town (St. Ives)

In the next town, (St. Ives- getting these town names from the nursery rhyme Oranges and Lemons) they meet Jill Arden (Jack and Jill) , who is in desparate need of help. Her brother, Jack, has suffered head trauma, and Doctor Fell (form the nursery from I Do Not Like Thee, Doctor Fell) won't help them because they can't pay for treatment. She asks Cassidy, Kitty, and Levi to go to the house of of a famed (but sort of scary) gardener/apothercary, Mary Mariott (Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary) to see if she has something for a cure. After much persuasion, the questers convince Mary to make them a potion of silver bells and cockle shells, which cures Jack. Jill is so grateful that she offers them anything. They ask for a way to the captiol city/castle, so she takes them there on her horse.

As Cassidy, Kitty, and Levi walk through the market, they encounter Tom Piper (Tom, Tom, the Piper's son), who has stolen a pig from Matthew Dale (The Farmer in The Dell) They end up cornering him, then take the pig and Tom back to Matthew's farm so he can apologize. They tell the Dale family about their quest, and the oldest Dale daughter, Susanna (Oh, Susanna) and Tom request to join. The two of them don't get along very well. (current questers are- Cassidy, Kitty, Levi, Susanna, Tom)

Then, when they wake up the next morning, the pocket is gone. Susanna blames Tom, but he didn't steal it. The questers don't know where to go now. Fortunately, Tom knows someone who might be able to help.

This person is his best friend Lucy Harper (One of the 3 fiddlers from Ol' King Cole- the other two are her sisters) With the help of a maid, Abigail Makin (from Sing a Song of Sixpence), they gain access to the royal library, where they find out what they need to know. (They are in the castle at this point) Then, there is sudden commotion- someone has stolen the Queen (of Heart's) tarts! They get out of the castle while there's a distraction, then continue on their quest. (current questers are- Cassidy, Kitty, Levi, Susanna, Tom, and Lucy)

The next town they go to is Charing Cross, a seaport town. Unfortunately for them, a massive storm caused by the falling apart bridge is headed right their way. They're forced to seek shelter in The Crescent Moon Tavern (started by Aiken Drum, read the nursery rhyme and you'll understand) They meet Aiken's grandaughter, Sukey Brewer, and her best friend Polly Barber (both from Polly, Put the Kettle on) The girls insist on joining the quest- they did give them shelter, after all. When the storm subsides, they got down to the port to see if anyone can take them across the sea to their final destination.

No one will take them. Finally, a girl named Mariana Waters sneaks them onto her dad's (A Sailor Went to Sea) ship, (that doesn't have a name yet if you have an awesome suggestion). It isn't until they are out at sea that she lets them come out. Her dad doesn't like it, but isn't cruel enough to throw them overboard and let's them stay. The ship is going by the place they need to go, anyway.

They have to make one stop along the way, to deliver cargo to a town called St. Clement's. The questers are put to work unloading stuff, mostly for Edward Baker (the Muffin Man) and Ethel Baker (There was an Old Woman Who Lived Under a Hill), who run a bakery called Under The Hill Pastries. They find out a vital piece of information- the only way to get to the Starlight Caves is to pass through the Diamond in The Sky, a colossal mountain that's snow-capped tip seems to touch the sky. (a reference to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, by the way- I have a lot of references to nursery rhymes in here that I probably only get) A grumpy old man (from There was a Crooked Man) guards the Crooked Pass, the only way through the mountain. They'll have to get through him to get to the caves.

Mariana and the crew drop them off near the mountains, wishing them good luck and giving them supplies to last. They have to get through the Crooked Pass. Finally, they convince the Crooked Man, to let them through, but only if they go to the orchard on the other side and bring him back the famed nuts that grow there (Nuts in May- a reference) They agree, and take the pass through the Diamond in The Sky.

The Caves are on the other side of the mountain, but it is a treacherous climb to get to them. They have to get help from a miner named Danny, who is (Oh My Darling) Clementine's father. He tells the story of how she died- due to the unsafe mining conditons, she fell off a cliffside and drowned in the lake below. Lucy promises to try and get the mine safer by talking to Ol' King Cole. Finally, they arrive at the Starlight Caves.

(here is where we discover that my 'serious' character Levi is deathly afraid of the dark. Just though I'd let you know) The questers find their way to the heart of the caves, where they make their wish- for the bridge, and Mother Goose Land, to be restored. Almost like magic, things return to normal.

They head down the mountain, not forgetting their deal with the Crooked Man. While picking nuts from the orchard, they meet Domonic Baumgartner (from I Had a Little Nut Tree), who is Cassidy's real dad. She finds out about her past. Finally, after saying goodbye to all of her friends, she returns back to the real world, where not a second has passed.

WHOA, that was really, really long, sorry admins. I guess that's my plan though, so far- I'm still figuring things out.

 

Bluebird, I love it! And I thought I was the only one who had ever heard of Dr. Fell! Write on.

Admin



 

submitted by Bluebird
(December 12, 2016 - 9:09 pm)

WOW!!!! I love it! I will totally buy that if you publish it! This is kinda funny, there are some lambs that follow me back to my house from their barn which is next door to our house, and it reminds me of Mary had a Little Lamb. Just thought I'd mention it. XD 

submitted by Leeli
(December 13, 2016 - 8:40 am)

Oh My Gosh that is so amazing, I LOVE it!

submitted by BookBug, age 9, Australia
(December 16, 2016 - 12:43 am)

This is an amazing story idea! I don't know most of the nursery rhymes mentioned, but this sounds like a great idea!

submitted by Moonlight, age 11, Ellesmera
(December 16, 2016 - 11:01 am)

That's great, please write it!

submitted by Echo
(December 17, 2016 - 9:10 am)

I think that's a really cool idea! It definitely doesn't sound dumb the way you wrote it and if I come up with any ideas for you, I'll put them on here

submitted by Dragonrider
(December 12, 2016 - 9:59 pm)

That sounds awesome!! I personally like The Land of Nod best.

submitted by Cho Chang
(December 13, 2016 - 11:13 am)

What is Nod? Is that referencing the nursery rhyme Wynken, Blynken, and Nod?

 

Yes. And remember The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea in a beautiful pea-green boat. . . .

Admin

submitted by Bluebird
(December 13, 2016 - 6:35 pm)

Ok this is very random but...

-You made me smile when I read the part about Henry and Liza from There's a Hole in my Bucket because I love that nursery rhyme. I didn't know it was a nursery rhyme though, I had only heard it's a song on a CD for little kids that I listened to maybe a couple hundred times. Now that I think about it, I proabably annoyed my mom and dad SO much with that! There's a  hole in  my bucket dear Liza, dear Liza....

-I really like the book Wynken Blynken and Nod. The picures are so cute and pretty (at least they are in the book that I have, I don't know if there are others.) and I think the story is really beautiful. Well, not beautiful, I don't know how to describe it. 

submitted by Dragonrider
(December 14, 2016 - 6:29 pm)

First post! I'm just kind of writing stuff down, now, this is most definitely a rough draft. Feel free to critique!


CHAPTER 1
 

"Ah, shoot."

Hitting pins with a sewing machine needle is never good. And even though I'd been sewing since I learned how to read, I still managed to forget to take them out.

I squinted my eyes and examined the machine. The needle was broken, and the pin bent, now unusable. Fortunately, my project was not harmed. I rummaged through my drawer of supplies, and finally found what I was looking for, replacing the broken tool. I'd been working on this dress for almost two days straight. I wasn't going to quit now.

The frog-shaped clock on the dresser next to me read 11:45. If this room had a window, I'd see nothing but pitch-black sky. I glanced up at my sketch for about the hundredth time, making sure I hadn't left anything out, and accessing every piece. After I finished the final touches on the skirt, all I'd need to do was sew on the bow. Then, it would be done!

This was turning out exactly like I'd wanted it to. Sewing is not easy, and making your own designs? You have no idea. But, when I finished, I was sure this would be the best Easter dress I'd ever had.

"Hey, Cass," My mother's voice said, interrupting my thoughts. I paused for a second, swiveling my chair around to face her. "Yeah?"

"It's getting late. I know you really want to finish tonight, but remember, you have to babysit your brother tomorrow."

I slid down the chair with a groan. Watching over my baby brother was the last thing I wanted to do. But, being the 'wonderful and obedient' child that I am, I trudged down the hall and got ready for bed. I guess I was kind of tired, anyway.

My dress would have to wait. 

~~~ 

My parents would always say, "Uh oh!" right after baby Logan did something wrong. Now, he said it right before he did something bad, which made babysitting a heck of a lot easier.

The shower in our only bathroom seemed to get clogged every month, and it was always my job to fix it. Even though it wasn't my fault, because I had twists in my hair and only washed them once a week, it was still something I had to do. So, every second Sunday, I was stuck in our painted-pink bathroom, pulling hair out of a drain.

As I removed a ball of my mother's golden locks, I heard a faint, "Uh oh!" from Logan's bedroom. Bad news. "Oh no you don't," I said, getting up and rushing to his room. He'd gotten ahold of a marker, and was about to draw on the walls. I plucked it out of his hand. "No." I scolded. "We draw on paper, see? Why don't you go sit down at the table and color?"

I carried him to the kitchen, then got out crayons for him to use. "I've got to finish cleaning the shower. Then I'll fix you lunch."

He grabbed them out of my hand and started scribbling. I smiled. He looked just like his mom, and just the opposite of me. Curly blonde hair, wide eyes- we had no similar features whatsoever. I never had to be told that I was adopted.

According to my dad, I was left on their door in a basket, like in the movies. I didn't have a note, though. No 'Cassidy, we'll come back for you' or even 'take good care of this baby'. I got nothing but ten bucks and an itchy flannel blanket.

They couldn't find my real parents then, they can't find them now. Whatever. I'm perfectly fine being a Kingsinger.

Seeing that Logan was content, I went back to my chores. A couple minutes later, I heard his voice again. "Uh oh! Uh oh!"

"Argh, can't you sit still for five minutes?" I exclaimed. When I got to the kitchen, I saw that he had somehow unscrewed the lid of his sippy cup and spilled milk all over. "Logan!"

His lip began to quiver, and I instantly felt bad about yelling at him. He started to cry. "Hey, hey, it's okay," I picked him up and patted his back. "You now what? I think it's time for a nap."

He wailed into my shoulder as I carried him to his crib. I remembered how much I had cried when I was his age, and how my mother would always sing a lullaby to calm me down. I didn't have an angelic voice like she did, but I figured it was worth a shot.

"Rockabye baby, on the treetop," I began. "When the wind blows, the cradle will rock,"

Then, the lights flickered off, and the sun outside was blocked by a dark cloud. Before I could figure out what was happening, a swirling wind like a tornado appeared in the room, pulling me towards it. I grabbed onto Logan's dresser, but couldn't hold on. With a loud whoosing sound and a burst of dark green light, I was sucked into the vortex. 

Recommended rhyme(s) to read if you haven't heard them- Rockabye Baby 

submitted by Bluebird
(December 14, 2016 - 10:10 pm)

CHAPTER 2 

There were two things I noticed when I opened my eyes. One, the sound of water, and two, my head feeling like it was splitting open.

I must've hit it on something. As I looked around, my vision blurring with tears, I wondered how this was even possible. Where was I? The sound of water was coming from a stream about thrity yeards away, and surrounding me was a forest of what looked like cottonwood trees. A wet, fresh aroma filled my nose, and I noticed the sky above beginning to darken. I needed to figure out what was going on. Still dizzy, I braced myself on a nearby tree trunk and struggled to my feet.

The pain in my skull intensified, which I didn't know was possible. I clutched my forehead and stumbled towards the stream, splashing my face with the freezing water. My ballet flats made sucking sounds as I walked through the mud of the creek bed, and I thought, Ugh, these shoes were practically new! I guess I've never had my priorities in order.

As I blinked away the tears, still clutching my head, I concluded that I had never seen this place before. It didn't seem like anywhere in my home state of Michigan. Thunder rumbled, and the rain came down more steadily now, plastering my clothes to my skin and causing my teeth to chatter. A sinking feeling filled my chest. How was I going to get home? More importantly, where was home?

"There's a hole in the bucket, Liza! Now what am I going to do?" I heard a distant voice say. Or, thought I heard. I wasn't sure how hard I'd hit my head, maybe I was only hearing what I wanted to hear.

But then, I heard it again, only this time, it was a different voice. A girl's. "Well, fix it, Henry! Obviously."

I finally spotted the figures on the other side of the creek, huddling under a piece of fabric as they hurried down a path. One, who I guessed was the boy Henry, carried what was probably the leaky bucket in his hand. He was talking to one of the girls, Liza, while the other jumped froom puddle to puddle. 

"How should I fix it?" The boy asked, coming closer and closer to the stream. I realized that these people could tell me where I was, and how to get home. But, what if they were dangerous? 

"With straw?" The girl suggested. There was no way these kids could be threatening. Especially the third girl, who now spun in circles as the rain poured down.

"It's too long, Liza." The three of them arrived at the bank of the creek. I quickly darted off to a tree to hide, while they crossed the rapidly filling stream using stepping stones.

"Then cut it!" She replied. I decided I would listen to their conversation before approaching them.

"With what?" The boy asked.

"With an axe, Henry." Liza answered. Wait, an axe? These kids were starting to sound a little crazier than I thought. Why didn't they just get duct tape or glue?

"The axe is too dull." The three of them were ten feet away now. Nine... Eight... Seven...

"Then sharpen it," She said. Before they could pass my tree, I stepped out, and almost ran into the girl who had been jumping through puddles.

They boy, Henry, let out a very un-masculine squeal and jumped behind Liza. "Who are you?" Liza looked at me with a surprised expression, while the third girl had a massive grin across her face.

"I'm... C-c-cassidy Kingsiner," I said, holding up my hands in an I can explain gesture. "Uh, you couldn't just happen to, uh, t-t-tell me where w-w-we are?"

The third girl looked up from her feet, which had been drawing a picture in the mud. "The nearest town to here is Stepney, but we're pretty far out in the country. Hey, you don't look familiar. What're you doing here?"

The boy shot her a warning glance. "Kitty, don't be rude." He smoothed down his shirt, then smiled and held out the hand that wasn't carrying a bucket. "I'm Henry. This is my friend, Liza, and that's my sister, Kitty. Pleased to meet you."

I shook his hand, then Liza's. Her skin was dark, like mine, but her hair was incredibly shiny. I wonder how she got it to be like that. "You look cold," she said. "We should take you back to my house to get warmed up."

I was cold, and my shoes acted like suction cups in the mud, making it hard to walk. Teeth still chattering, I managed to smile. "That s-s-sounds gr-r-r-eat to m-m-me."

submitted by Bluebird
(December 18, 2016 - 9:28 am)

Wow. Just wow. 

This is one of the ideas that I wish I'd thought of first. Pure genius.

And Bluebird, you aren't only an awesome artist, you're an awesome writer, too.

Good work! 

submitted by Leafpool
(December 18, 2016 - 1:53 pm)

Thank you, Leafpool! I am really grateful for the support. 

submitted by Bluebird
(December 18, 2016 - 8:59 pm)

Wow. Just WOW. That was AMAZING, Bluebird!! *Claps until my hands go numb.* Owe. *Waits for my hands to go back to normal then claps some more.* 

You are very talented!! Thank you for sharing this with CB!  

submitted by Ember
(December 18, 2016 - 10:06 pm)