Yep, this is me not having a clue of what to say. Ho hum. Literally I am making these words up as I go. Maybe that’s good? I don’t know…I do know that most of my writing these days seems to be “whatever I can pull out of my ass”. But that’s how a lot of my good stuff gets praised, too. I think this will be my process later in life too. Guessing and hoping I can make something out of nothing. So, a princess locked up in a tower sees a fire breathing dragon four hundred feet below her and what does she do? She throws a crystal goblet at it. The goblet never reaches the dragon, it transforms into a crow and flies down the dragon’s gullet. Immediately the dragon starts coughing and can’t stop. Then, the dragon turns ablaze in a big, flaming ball of fire. It vaporizes and what is left behind? The princess in her dumb tower. Wah wah LOL.
See? These are the pieces I wish to get away from. Not because I don’t like them…I still cherish fantasy and hope to for many long years, because it holds a piece of my childhood in it. No, I don’t wish to lose this ability…but at the same time, I want to start moving towards more ADULT topics. Like how does the princess sit up in that tower without paying for utilities and rent? Does she suffer from low self-esteem and just wants to be depressed? Is that why she locked herself up in that tower?
I want to make a story that combines words, numbers, and symbolism as richly as Stephen King did in his “Dark Tower” series. Read book three and you’ll know what I am talking about. He combines those elements so masterfully I feel like I am in a dream that borders on a nightmare. It is such a good blend of artful manipulation and repose. I mean, fantasy in my mind should do just that. Take you somewhere without you even being AWARE that you’re going there. I could do that with my own stories and I know it isn’t lost. Perhaps it is only slumbering like Godzilla. And in that case, I should wake it gently.