Sunday, August 5, 2012
Entrechat – Edith Milton
I’ll state right from the beginning, that this was a difficult story to read. Simply, it did not appeal to me nor was I motivated to read it, or perhaps it was the way that it was written so that the words did not pull me through the story.
I’m fine with this as with the other stories, I have said that didn’t appeal to me and again, I realize that not every story will have something for me.
But what did I get out of this story?
Once again, the contributor’s notes saved the day.
Milton writes in her notes that she is “uncomfortable inventing lives I have not lived myself, condemning the unborn to a Dantean eternity of reliving those sins I have imposed on them.”
It is interesting that I have come to this passage during the beginning of my study of MY writing.
She of course is not telling me not to invent lives and not telling me to invent lives, she is just personally uncomfortable doing so.
I appreciate what authors have to say, she is not giving advice, but the reason is one to keep in mind as I consider a journey in writing.
So, I have written a bunch of words about nothing.
And on a site note – I believe that my site is being scraped by several different scrapers – I suppose that means my content is out there on another site with a slight variation in the blog address.
Such is life.