for Friday Fictioneers – January 31, 2014
Composition
He heads to the room in the attic. This is where it happens, where it all occurs. Everything needed is there, at the ready. A factory for making. The tools and materials – this is where the work gets done. Such a tiny place – 53 cm of circular feedback. Yet somehow within it expands. Almost limitlessly, it seems. Whatever is needed appears, is created, invented – “on the spot” manufacturing “just in time.” Manufabulating. Manuscripting. You can almost make out all the details – electricity, wiring, elaborate connections – the inside, the outside, and back – and yet how it gets done is quite hazy.