
OK. In a recent conversation at the Bonedale Bicycle collective, thoughts turned to the Martial Stompa Arts. It was considered and celebrated that this organization has excelleled in the 2d visual, paint and photographic, printmaking, stenciling, metallurgic, architectural, psychological, recently clay, musical and overall woodie arts. Not to mention a great progression in the overall art of the bicycle. But in the pursuance of global rolling artistic domination, there is always the need to venture into other artforms.
Stompas as of yet are void in the areas of Stompaculinary, Stompachoreographic, and Stompafilm, among others. Standing out to me, the English Professor, is the delinquency of Stompaliterature. While the Stompas have developed a rather original grammatical form, aka StOmPaSpeeek-- this has not yet developed into a fullblown literary artform. In other words, we Gots a MEGAphone--but we aint Gots nO PoEmS!
So, as an insufficiant remedy to this situation, I've decided to write some trashy Stompa fiction as part of
http://www.nanowrimo.org/. But I need help. I have a general plot-- but not enough conflict. In otherwords, the Stompas in my story need an evil nemesis. Ideas? Fill in the blank...
"In a nameless mountain town, faced with the monotony of a prescribed American Life, a group of young rollers from a Creative Cycling Collective. Their organization, known as the Stomparilla Brigade, blends a ridiculous zest for life with a passin for human powered transport. In a world faced with dreary personality and environmental collapse, their idea spreads. Stompa chapters are formed from Denver to Dublin to Dubai. But Internal strife threatens the solidarity of the group, when one strnad takes the lawless route while the other takes the peaceful. But then, another more powerful force, the __________, threatens to crush the world-changing movement all together. The Stompas must unite or be destroyed. Even then, they may not be strong enough to overcome the _________."