Story idea - questions

The two followers of this blog both know why I haven't been posting lately. My creativity took a crash after recent events, and it's only recently begun drifting back in. Yesterday in my Professional Responsibility class, something my professor said sparked an idea. It's still very rough, and I have no idea where it's going, if anywhere. I typed up these questions in Notepad when I should have been taking notes, and now I'm posting them without further comment.

As I attempt to return to the normal routine of my life, I'll be posting more and more here again. I do miss it. Copied and pasted, these are the questions that came to mind:

What would a society look like where something like a lawyer represented both sides of a dispute?
Would the sign of a really good lawyer be that the decider of law, fact has a really hard time deciding? But this is just as possible with really bad as really good representation.
What is the goal of this lawyer? What incentives are there to uncover all the facts, law?
Lawyer could (and probably should) still act zealously, but what about loyalty and confidentiality? Loyalty to whom?
What are the values of this society?
One positive aspect is that, if there are sufficient incentives to unearth all the relevant info, the lawyer would be an expert in the case.
How do they assure that lawyers won't be swayed by own opinions, interests toward one side or another?
Another positive aspect is that a single case could have several sides, instead of the X v. Y model and multiple trials.
Is there any way to retain the "adversial description" of this system? Intuitively, I'd say no.
What would make people in general agree to this model?
What would this model say about society?
This puts lawyer (need another word?) in a despotic position; who can restrain lawyer in investigations?

Promises, promises

Lack of posting for the past couple days is due to social engagements and now illness casting its grey fog over my brain. See, look at the kind of metaphors it's producing. Creativity is a high priority for me, but indulging in laziness during times of illness is even higher.

When the noxious tide of disease recedes, I'll get back to posting. Until then, I'll be hacking and aching and generally praying for a swift, merciful end.

Setting out measuring spoons

And so on, to begin a new blog! My goal is to keep this as a creative journal - the point of posting it online is to keep myself accountable to the world at large, whether or not that world actually participates at all. In the past day, I've changed my mind about keeping anonymous; the point of this journal is creativity, which is never a solo effort.

So, creative journal. I'm not quite sure what this entails; all I know is that I'll try to keep the personal drama to a minimum. I think the point is to explore what's on my mind, what recent days have brought, what has surfaced from the morass of memories... and to see if any of that proves interesting.

And so - not much time today; I have reading yet to do tonight, but I can spare a few minutes.

Things on my mind:
Intellectual property, romantic authorship, property rights - who gets what? Who should get what? Why? I'm not a postmodernist to say that "the author is dead," but certainly the author owes much to the subject, to the environment, to learning. Are they ever compensated for these contributions? Via the canon of literary works? Via works that eventually (maybe) fall into public domain?
Advice on writing - knitters do not leave a tail at the end of a day's knitting, contrary to the assertions of one author who insists that aspiring writers should stop cold when they've reached a day's quota. Anyone who knows anything about knitting knows that this is nonsensical. It's not just wrong; it doesn't make sense. I'm as guilty of pretentious philosophizing as anyone, but I hope I don't say things as grossly wrong as that.
Looking ahead - responsibility comes crashing down on me again, but compared to many, the burden is light. Opportunity may come a-knocking. The world is brighter here.

Things recent days have brought:
People here and people there - All the things that circle around in my head make so little difference in the daylight. I don't know what to think about that. I dwell, and I dwell, and when it comes to pass, it always happens in such a different form than I could have expected. Do I berate myself for dwelling? Do I expand my expectations?
Re-emergence into the world after a long vacation - my physical space is smaller, but my world is larger. I like it that way. If I didn't, I would never have left Home and come Here. My things are concentrated, but my feet carry me further.

Things that have surfaced:
People now and people then - I've always dwelled, and I've always dreamed up ludicrous things that never happen. None of this is new. Did I ever see things as clearly then as I do now? Is there a necessary period of cooling before the lines of today's eruptions, eventually hardening and shaping the landscape of the past, can clearly be traced? Oops, more dwelling - and grandiose metaphors on the top of it. Moving on, moving on.
Remembering my habits of this life after picking up vacation habits - I like settling back into my life. Some people find routine irritating and stifling, but I find it comforting. I tend to be flexible with my routine, so there's room for change if I want it. And if not, I know what to fall back on.
Examinations and questions about some friendships I hold - outside the context of romantic relationships (thorny jungles they may be), is the idea of a person to be preferred to the manifestation? Ideas of people are easier to deal with. I wish... I wish... I can't in good conscience wish the manifestation away; do I adjust the idea?

Good enough. Only a little editing (and today is an exception, allowing even that much); I do enough of that as I go along, even when I try to turn off the Critic That Lurks. Back to reading.