I've been scanning MyDocuments for sometime now... and I still can't find it.
I wrote a story a few months back. Just a silly little plot that got a LOT longer than I had imagined. But it's not all happy endings. It's actually an angst-fueled story about a boy who never had the chance to live a normal life. I'm not as sadistic as Lemony Snicket, tho. I give my character snippets of happiness, and a hope that someday, he'd be free from a world of abuse and persecution. And those snippets, though small and rarely happen in his miserable life, are the things that made him face life head 0n.
Inspirations? Me.--> nope, I did not have an angsty life. I'm really lucky and thank God every single day that I live comfortably and have a great family who's been always there for me. I wanted to play with emotions and tried to imagine what it would feel if I lived in a world where I can only trust myself. I've had rough times (family, friends, love) and try to experiment from those experiences.
Kids in Katipunan--> When I was still living near school, I couldn't help but notice kids and teenagers begging me to buy their food whenever I walk back home in the afternoons. Often times, I would just tell them I have no money or ignore them (bad Karen!). Ignoring them takes my mind off the guilt bottling inside me. Looking them in the eyes makes me feel more miserable. Because I am reminded that they are human beings too. And that being children, they have the right to a lot of things. I guess these rights are now privileges. Yes, I feed on their lives to create the story.
News--> Tsunami, Iraq, Africa, Aceh, Manila... take your pick, all of these have stories to tell. Tragedies of real live people living on the other side of the world...on the other side of the street. They all have traumas at least twice in their lives.
Writing this story makes me stop and realize that I have what other people would call luxuries. A home, clothing, food, a family. That I was lucky enough to be born in a safer place, to a happy, unbroken family.
Ok, now I know where my story is. It's in my PDA. I decided to put the file there so whenever I had the urge to dump my angst-filled mind, it's always near me.
So I'm crazy... what else is new?
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