Thursday, February 28, 2008

TFTB, introspective style

Just some things that for some reason I think about:

When I was a kid, maybe 7th grade or so, I had a creative writing class. Also, at the time I was what you might describe as a voracious reader. I read everything I could get my hands on, basically. So anyway, I was in class and we made copies of all our stories and everyone got a copy. So one of the stories was a kind of ghost story, not bad, but it really made me mad. It was more or less copied word for word from a short story I had read not even that long before. I don't remember the details of the story at this point, but like I said, I was pissed off that some kid had just copied it. I thought it was wierd that this kid had read the same story as me, but maybe the book was in the school or town library or something. The fact that I was such a reader was probably the reason it made me mad. I thought, and still do, that stories, writing, etc. are something that is fairly sacred in that it is hard to do so well. But the really frustrating part of it is that I could NEVER FIND THE STORY AGAIN. I had the ripped off version, but I could never find the original. And I looked. For months. I went to all the libraries I ever went to, I looked through all my parents' books, everything. I even remember the cover of the book I read it in to this day. One of those things that will stick with me for a long time, for whatever reason...

Something that makes me feel really sad and I don't know why are those 'Safe Place' signs on fire stations and police stations.

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