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160 pages, Paperback
First published April 3, 2012

We sometimes think that imagination is cognitively easy because children can use it better than adults. In fact, imagination is arduous and practical. People who possess imaginative talents can say, "If I were you, I would do this. . . . " Or they can think, "I'm doing it this way now, but if I tried to do it that way, things might go faster." These doublescope and counterfactual abilities come in quite handy in real life. . . .Reading Axe Cop is the chance to re-experience the joy of unrestrained childhood imagination and narrative thinking.
One Saturday afternoon, Harold had a few buddies over to the house for a playdate. . . . Each kid would assign himself a role in the master story. . . . They would have elaborate negotiations over what was legitimate to do in the world of pretend, in the shared space they had constructed. Even in the free-form world of their imaginations, it was apparently still necessary to have rules, and they spent so much time talking about the rules, Rob got the impression that they were more important than the story itself. . . .
After about twenty minutes playing Benjamin Spock and watching the kiddies, Rob got the urge to join in. He sat down with the boys, grabbed some figures, and joined Harold's team.
This was a big mistake. It was roughly the equivalent of a normal human being grabbing a basketball and inviting himself to play a pickup game with the Los Angeles Lakers.
Over the course of his adult life, Rob had trained his mind to excel at a certain sort of thinking. This is the kind that psychologist Jerome Brunner has called "paradigmatic thinking." This mode of thought is structured by logic and analysis. It's the language of a legal brief, a business memo, or an academic essay. It consists of stepping back from a situation to organize facts, to deduce general principles, and to ask questions.
But the game Harold and his buddies were playing relied on a different way of thinking, what Bruner calls the "narrative mode." Harold and his buddies had now become a team of farmers on a ranch. They just started doing things on it--riding, roping, building, and playing. As their stories grew and evolved, it became clear what made sense and what didn't make sense within the line of the story. . . .
Rob was like a warthog in a frolic of gazelles. Their imaginations danced while his plodded. They saw good and evil while he saw plastic and metal. After five minutes, their emotional intensity produced a dull ache in the back of his head. He was exhausted trying to keep up.