How do I decide what to write? I like to steal from children's literature. Well, in Owen, the title character has a blanket he loves very much. So much so, that the blanket goes with him everywhere. The writer in me asked, "What about after death?" (I had just finished Pet Sematary when I wrote "Fuzzy", so there you go...)
The main conflict in Owen revolves around the fact that the little boy is too old for his blanket (going off to school) and his parents need to find a way of separating him from the fuzzy companion. In my story, well...a boy always knows his special blanket. I'll leave it at that.
Tomorrow: A review of The Day of the Triffids. Yes, I take "forever" to finish a book. More on that tomorrow, too.
13 comments:
I love it! Totally, utterly creepy, but oddly poignant too. I hope the little guy ended up finding his blankie.
Too sad and very creepy. Good work, Aaron.
Yes, that was creepy!
K.C. - that was my idea
Thanks, Cate.
Bobbie - Creepy is what I do best, I suppose.
You're never too old for a blankie : )
I agree. Definitely very creepy. Loved it too.
Natalie - too true. I know I have one.
Danielle - thanks;)
Very nice. I haven't been chilled by anything so short in a while - seriously well done.
Thanks, BT.
Um... I just stumbled on your new caster story at Ruthless Peoples. You didn't take THAT from children's literature too, did you?
Loved the piece, by the way!
Carrie - um...no. That was inspired by a foreign film. And the news. The news sucks.
Liked the story for the most part, though I'm not sure how I felt about the two different POVs in such a short piece. Still, enjoyable.
Yeah, I struggled with the POV issues. I'm not sure I like it, either.
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