Where to start... this specific piece is very close to my heart. This is mainly because it is the culmination of one of the biggest phases of change in my writing style. This is perhaps where I came to terms with the relationship between structural rules and the freedom to follow my own rules. It also was a gift, and so designed to bring forth meaning. And lastly, it was also my first attempt to write in the form of children's tales, full with tune and flow. Have a good time with this one, folks.
Tales and yarns are but an extension of our world. They are an escape from reality, and symbolise our fears and hopes. We pour ourselves into the stories we tell and write, and it is through stories we often speak to others. This blog is a celebration of all stories that I have the fortune to cross, and a bit of obsessive analysis of my own self through these tales. These pages also serve as a writing pad for my own musings - poems, short stories, and the like.
Showing posts with label Morals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morals. Show all posts
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Creative Fiction: Jilting Aphorisms, Yearning Abstractions.
Labels:
Beauty,
Birds,
Children,
Colour,
Creative Fiction,
fairy tales,
Flower,
Growing Up,
Life,
Love,
Morals,
Own,
Song
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