Jul-31-2010, 10:40 AM (UTC)
Beyond the Black Stump in Queensland's heart, there stands an age-old homestead which guards the secretive and romantic ramblings of a dreaming adolescent.
Concealed now by a layer of clotted-cream paint, these ramblings once took the form of Nikko-penned verses which catalogued the self-styled pinnacles the innocent youth felt she must attain before she passed from the world.
Though two decades have since slipped by, there are many of these undertakings still left for her to complete, one of which includes 'see a work of my own hand in print, published and on bookshelves' ...
I LOVE words and though it IS a dream of mine to be published one day, I am just as happy getting words down onto a page for my own enjoyment.
Growing up, I read whatever I could get my hands on, and wrote down just as much. I collected dictionaries and encyclopedias and would just pick out one or two words or concepts to base an entire story or poem on.
Throughout my life, I have kept all sorts of journals and notebooks that I have used to jot down sayings, words and observations etc. Sometimes I expand on them, but most times I leave it all for a later time. It's amazing how creativity can find a way out through even the slightest of gaps, even when you're not trying.
I wrote mostly poetry and short stories when I was a teenager (girl + teenager = poetry ...why, it's almost a cliche
!), songs as I matured and am now working on a novel that, I believe, could help see my teenage dream come true...and, funnily enough, it is written for teenagers from a teenage perspective!
More importantly, I think it is something fresh. If it isn't seen as that by anyone else, well, that's ok...I'm enjoying the journey and my family is enjoying it with me. While it's still to be ticked off my 'teenage life ambiitions' box, it's really just something I'm working slowly toward at the moment and not a priority by any means.
Does it have magic in it? No, but that, right there, is the entire basis of the storyline...that there is NO magic...other than that, I'm not telling you a thing
!
As for vulnerability, I agree, AR. It is rather terrifying to take parts of yourself and place them in print, in a wash of paint, a curve of sculpture, within a melody...and then allow someone else to analyse them. It rather makes me think of Fool's analagy to having his memories rifled through in AQ!
Concealed now by a layer of clotted-cream paint, these ramblings once took the form of Nikko-penned verses which catalogued the self-styled pinnacles the innocent youth felt she must attain before she passed from the world.
Though two decades have since slipped by, there are many of these undertakings still left for her to complete, one of which includes 'see a work of my own hand in print, published and on bookshelves' ...
I LOVE words and though it IS a dream of mine to be published one day, I am just as happy getting words down onto a page for my own enjoyment.
Growing up, I read whatever I could get my hands on, and wrote down just as much. I collected dictionaries and encyclopedias and would just pick out one or two words or concepts to base an entire story or poem on.
Throughout my life, I have kept all sorts of journals and notebooks that I have used to jot down sayings, words and observations etc. Sometimes I expand on them, but most times I leave it all for a later time. It's amazing how creativity can find a way out through even the slightest of gaps, even when you're not trying.
I wrote mostly poetry and short stories when I was a teenager (girl + teenager = poetry ...why, it's almost a cliche
!), songs as I matured and am now working on a novel that, I believe, could help see my teenage dream come true...and, funnily enough, it is written for teenagers from a teenage perspective! More importantly, I think it is something fresh. If it isn't seen as that by anyone else, well, that's ok...I'm enjoying the journey and my family is enjoying it with me. While it's still to be ticked off my 'teenage life ambiitions' box, it's really just something I'm working slowly toward at the moment and not a priority by any means.
Does it have magic in it? No, but that, right there, is the entire basis of the storyline...that there is NO magic...other than that, I'm not telling you a thing
!As for vulnerability, I agree, AR. It is rather terrifying to take parts of yourself and place them in print, in a wash of paint, a curve of sculpture, within a melody...and then allow someone else to analyse them. It rather makes me think of Fool's analagy to having his memories rifled through in AQ!
"I am the Catalyst, and I came to change all things. Prophets become warriors, dragons hunt as wolves."
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