"To which fairytale do you feel connected? The creepiness of 'Little Red Riding Hood' or the magic of 'Cinderella'? What makes it special to you?"
So Goldilocks just needs to stop being so picky. Life isn't like that. You just have to learn to like what you get. (Ok, maybe there's something good in her not wanting to settle. And something rather me. But seriously, Goldilocks, it is just porridge. Porridge that you are stealing. #brattheif )
Little Red Riding Hood - I want her to deck the wolf.
The 'magic' of Cinderella? Girl gets accessories, is beautiful, gets pretty dress, finds handsome man who stalks her because she was so beautiful, and she probably did little other than simper the whole evening. FUCK OFF Cinderella.
I feel connected to The Pied Piper. There's the slight feeling, as a writer, of being one who leads and others follow, who makes the tune and others dance. And the darkness works too. I mean I want to use my 'powers' for good - to lance the pain, reveal the fears, join us together in our mourning.... But there is a sense of 'puppet master' as a writer. And of being the metaperson, outside of the story. One day maybe I'll invent a religion that tells people that in order to get to heaven they have to volunteer at least 2 hours a week, stop buying pointless stuff, stop driving and flying everywhere, only work 4 days a week, and try to learn. :) I'll tell everyone it's a lie, but hint at its 'deeper truth' - I will say, "I am an atheist myself, so I cannot support the idea of a religion, but this book, this text just came to me. It poured itself through me." (And so people will believe.) I will be the unwilling prophet, who questions her own prophecy and, certainly, says don't obey it except that these seem like maybe they are good ideas. I will drop hints that it is divine truth and make it seem truer by denying. It's been done before (obviously) but, you know, why not again?
Meh.
Anyway obviously I also feel a kinship to Hansel and Gretel: SWEETS, YUM! And to the witch: Jax Does Not Share Food!!!
So Goldilocks just needs to stop being so picky. Life isn't like that. You just have to learn to like what you get. (Ok, maybe there's something good in her not wanting to settle. And something rather me. But seriously, Goldilocks, it is just porridge. Porridge that you are stealing. #brattheif )
Little Red Riding Hood - I want her to deck the wolf.
The 'magic' of Cinderella? Girl gets accessories, is beautiful, gets pretty dress, finds handsome man who stalks her because she was so beautiful, and she probably did little other than simper the whole evening. FUCK OFF Cinderella.
I feel connected to The Pied Piper. There's the slight feeling, as a writer, of being one who leads and others follow, who makes the tune and others dance. And the darkness works too. I mean I want to use my 'powers' for good - to lance the pain, reveal the fears, join us together in our mourning.... But there is a sense of 'puppet master' as a writer. And of being the metaperson, outside of the story. One day maybe I'll invent a religion that tells people that in order to get to heaven they have to volunteer at least 2 hours a week, stop buying pointless stuff, stop driving and flying everywhere, only work 4 days a week, and try to learn. :) I'll tell everyone it's a lie, but hint at its 'deeper truth' - I will say, "I am an atheist myself, so I cannot support the idea of a religion, but this book, this text just came to me. It poured itself through me." (And so people will believe.) I will be the unwilling prophet, who questions her own prophecy and, certainly, says don't obey it except that these seem like maybe they are good ideas. I will drop hints that it is divine truth and make it seem truer by denying. It's been done before (obviously) but, you know, why not again?
Meh.
Anyway obviously I also feel a kinship to Hansel and Gretel: SWEETS, YUM! And to the witch: Jax Does Not Share Food!!!