I had an idea for a story wake me on Sunday, below is a rough outline from which I will start developing my characters.
Cheers,
Terry
School teacher Ji-hun Kim takes the only posting he
can get in the outback town of Wongan Hollow.
A mixed farming area and although the town has been slipping into a long
and agonising death since the middle of last century, only the school and the
cemetery are growth areas.
Arriving in a primarily white
populated village riding an asthmatic scooter and carrying a guitar slung over
his back along with having all of his belongings stuffed into the Uber Eats box
on the back of his bike, he was nothing like the locals expected. This Aussie,
born of a Korean father and Somali mother might as well have put a target on
his back. His arms and legs stretched and wrapped around this former postie
bike making him look like a circus performer clowning around on a toy.
Stopping at the top pub, called
because of its location rather than its class, looking more like a basketball
player he untangled from the bike and went into the bar seeking directions to
the school. Stepping up into the shadowy gloom the murmur of the patron’s babble
died as they caught sight of him.
No-one in Wongan Hills had seen
anything like him before and could not imagine how a guitar player with a
Korean name and African face would change their lives.
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