I’ve been thinking about a future book, a novel that begins at the Old Fiddlers Convention in Galax and continues over the span of three to four months in the neighboring communities.
I’m a bit of a fatalist, as I’m sure are many other people these days. I’m considering a scenario whereby the national power grid is attacked by terrorists. The attacks on 9/11 would be considered modest indeed to the destructive effect of the extended loss of electricity across wide swaths of the nation, particularly if not easily remedied. Almost nothing our society depends upon happens without electricity. The story would follow the lives of several families and their efforts to feed themselves while hosting some out-of-towners who are stranded by the circumstance.
One of my advisors suggested that might be too ambitious, given the technical nature. He suggested perhaps a theme of a musical prodigy who in spite of her parent’s best intentions to study classical music, was enamored by Appalachian Roots music.
The Old Fiddlers Convention, now in its 75 year, is a setting that provides rich opportunities for exploring the themes of the day. At many music events, there are performers and there are audience members. In Galax, there seems to be no clear distinction between the two. The stage events are fun, but the real event is in the countless jam sessions scattered throughout the park; it’s the state’s largest and longest tailgate party. If the lights went off, I’m sure the party would still go on, especially if people had difficulties with transportation and getting home. But what then? Southwest Virginians are a friendly, hospitable lot, but this hospitality would be strained to the max if food stopped showing up at the grocery stores.
I welcome your input. Write and let me know what kind of story you’d like to read.
I wish you and yours a very happy and prosperous New Year!