When you first read a book ,novel, comic, or newspaper, you don't really see the symbols. But once you read it more closely that symbol are hidden in plain sight.In one such example, in The Grimm Brothers The Robber Bridegroom, the bird in the cage represents being trapped.In the story the bride hears a voice crying out " turn back, turn back, you young bridge. You're in a murderer's house." as a warning to not get killed. But, both brides simply ignore the warning,both brides ending up getting killed and eaten by the robber.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Symbols in The Robber Bridegroom
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
work in progress: What makes a story?
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Eggplant boy
He was a normal boy who loved eggplants. He would eat it every day in every meal and it became his addiction. He became one with the eggplant.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Review for M is for magic( WIP)
Over break I've read a short story collection called M is for Magic by Neil Gaison. He particularly writes fantasy stories one of he's famous books is Coraline ( which I loved )The stories strengths is also its weakness which is mainly just some stories just lacked what it intended for and others were just amazing.
I really liked The Witch's Headstone, which was a story about a real boy who was been living in a graveyard and raised by ghosts. He decides to do a very kind thing for a ghost who didn't get a gravestone and the story really follows the adventure that goes with his decision.
The story I really love is,The Case of the four and twenty blackbirds.In this story the author's uses a spin on a nursery rhyme . Basically it's a detective needs to solve the mystery of who killed Humpty Dumpty. It is told with attitude and is very funny.The author put the character more in depth as if the character came to life. Gaison also uses foreshadowing to show hints about what really happened to Humpty Dumpty.
This book was intended for elementary / middle school but besides that I would recommend it for people who love Gaison's work and for young adults who loves fantasy or .
Internet clown
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRDYVJOTJh
Isolated and alone, she sets a pretend life. Never coming out of her dark room playing with the old computer. She soon became a part of an internet circus.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Grieving of a Sunflower
A bullet goes through my head.
My kids, seeing everything, ran to me as I dropped onto the cold tile floor. On my last breaths I told them how much I loved them, but as everything turned dark I saw the coldness of my husband’s stare.
I thought about my life.
Coming from a rich family I had everything, but wasn't happy.
My older brother molested me when I was 8 but my parents didn’t care. In fact, they all raped me over and over. Finally, I ran away. I went into a small town in the south of Italy where all the flowers bloomed and kept me safe. I started making a living as a florist, and after a couple years I had enough money to get away from the past and into the free land.
When I got to Brooklyn, I went to see my great-aunt Louisa. She was an old kindred soul who recently had a terrible disease and no one was there to take care of her. One day while buying groceries, I bumped into a bunch of men who surrounded me.
“Oh, what a pretty little lady doing in the mean streets she might get herself hurt with all the big men,” one man said.
“Give this bitch what she deserves!” another cried out as I suddenly was held by a few men who ripped off my dress. As they were about to take off their pants, one of my captors was knocked out by a karate chop. My savior knocked the rest out by kicks and punches, then he helped me up, lending me his jacket.
He said,“Siete bene, signorina?”
“Yes, I’m okay. Thank you for saving me, ” I replied.
“You’re welcome signorina. I’ll walk you back home. Just be careful next time when you’re around here. Hey, I haven’t seen you here before. What’s your name?”
“Oh, how rude. I’m Ariana. You?”
“Marco. Hey, I was wondering if you want to hang out sometime.”
I blushed at his offer and accepted. That encounter, we started to see each other more and afterwards we got married and had two kids together. I thought we would be together forever.I didn’t know at the time but but the man who saved me,the one who I fell in love with, was gone.
He became the mob boss after his father died and he started gambling, killing people, using drugs, occasionally sleeping with other women and even men. He became addicted to the unwanted desires, and I started to feel the past consuming me slowly. The past kept on consuming me like a disease until finally Marco said he didn't want me anyone , and pulled the trigger ending me. I thought to myself as a dim light faded from my eyes,Was my life meant to be crap the whole time?
Monday, February 17, 2014
A Happy Marriage
" I can't believe you're cheating on me! We're having a divorce"
Those words were the last she ever said to me before she was gone. My wife the only true person who ever cared and loved me is gone because of my selfish ways. If I see her again , I would hold her close in my arms telling her I'm sorry for ever hurting you after so many years. But, I guess it's too late for apologies now. She's with another man who can truly appreciate her. Finally, she's truly happy with her bright smile and her goddess like face filled with the joy I could not being during our marriage. Her happiness make me finally happy and ready to move on with life.
Who knows maybe I find another woman again like her one day.

