Operation Electric Forever – Part 1

Cold Open

[EXT? INT? – SOMEWHERE]

See the boy in centre stage, illuminated and ghastly, pale back arching up towards the sky. Count the knobs and curls of the spine. Count the fine hairs on his arms and legs.

[ENTER FROM STAGE REAR – THE DESERT]

See a man draped in black, dripping in midnight satin, emerge. See his broad brimmed hat, his gloved hands, his hidden face. The Desert opens his mouth and lets out a stream of bright television static. It’s unintelligible, but also completely understandable.

“Who are you?”

See the boy. He thought, after all of it, he’d be a different person. He thought that by falling apart he would emerge as something better.

He sat hunched over his own knees, a mottled, papery and fragile human lump. With each careful brush of fingertip against skin, more came off until he sat amongst small mountains of forgotten skin, the fallout from a recent brush with the sun.

The skin underneath was not new and clean like he had wanted, but pink and violent. An eruption of pain and dryness. He’d gone through a wasteland seeking to find himself, but ended up as part of it.

He fell forward, letting legs come out from underneath him. Laying with chest against the cool grey floor, he admitted “there are no fresh starts… I couldn’t find one out there.”

“Well”, The Desert asked, “at least tell me where you are?”

[EXIT STAGE REAR – THE DESERT]

Part 2 – Like This

Part 3 – Ghosts

Part 4 – Clouds

Part 5 – Roads

Part 6 – Photographic Evidence

Part 7 – Tracks

Part 8 – Dust

Part 9 – Sunset


 This is a SA Writers Centre project that will take place on the traditional lands of a number of Aboriginal nations in South Australia. We acknowledge Aboriginal people’s ongoing relationship and spiritual connection with the land, and pay our respects to their Elders past and present.

Operation Electric Forever, was created during the SA Writers Centre Digital Writer in Residence program during 2016.

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An Introduction

Welcome to the Electric Forever…

12109921_1084305611587204_5414050233965725058_oIt’s an honour to be your new Digital Writer in Residence for the next six weeks! My name’s James Rudd and you’ve already (hopefully) been welcomed to my electronic work through the first introductory chapter “Cold Open”.

I am a collector, wanderer and wonderer. I have been interested in writing since childhood, the days in which I’d write about dragons fighting the cartoon characters I’d watch on television every Saturday morning.

I’m a massive advocate for digital publishing and for the freedom to experiment that comes to contemporary writers. I have spent most of my work-life online, writing reviews and news for Glam Adelaide, working in communications, sharing stories with local zine makers and writing enthusiasts at the University of Adelaide as well as publishing an ongoing thought and travel blog, Electric Holy Road!

I look forward to creating and presenting this story – of a modern problem among an ancient land – over the six week period. The great thing about using Digital Media is that we can all see the story grow and evolve in strange, unexpected ways. Let’s hope for some “happy accidents”, some fun and maybe some existential horror. I guess we’ll see what happens!

Feel free to hit me up on Twitter (@digitalwir) and keep your eyes peeled for updates and opportunities to get involved with the story.