pokeoutyoureardrums
January 17th, 2013, 12:30 AM
So I was 12.
Ready to hit the road and move on from life, my mother gave me her much scotch-taped copy of the Talisman.
She was crying and I was crying, and that isn't surprising at all.
I grew up rapidly, everyone does where I'm from. Or they don't grow at all.
I had inadvertently forced her into a mental institution (that fabled ward D) several times. mom just couldn't take it anymore. So it was time for me to split. She sent me on my way with a copy of a novel who's basic structure, though not premise, mirrored the structure of my own life.
Twelve year old kid hitting the bricks.
I won't go into further detail here, but the book carried me through. Changed my life to a degree.
Now, I am doing alright. My mother and I are great friends, if far away from one another.
. My point. (There is one buried in all this nostalgic nonsense) is that Sai King's works have changed my life.
I went through my Eddie Dean phase, though some will argue booze isn't as bad as heroin, and even learned to utitlize the undeniable story pushing run-on. Through these stories (and some from other authors, I'm not one to BS), I came to long for the nobility these characters not only have, but earned.
As I mentioned, these books changed my life. But they also shaped my life (add itals. to 'shaped;' they belong there) and it would mean everything to me if SK knew it. Even if he just was t to read this awkward little bit prose of mine.
Not hoping to be 'discovered,' nothing of the sort. I intend on remaining as anon. as is possible outside of my email. Really just want the man to know.
Ready to hit the road and move on from life, my mother gave me her much scotch-taped copy of the Talisman.
She was crying and I was crying, and that isn't surprising at all.
I grew up rapidly, everyone does where I'm from. Or they don't grow at all.
I had inadvertently forced her into a mental institution (that fabled ward D) several times. mom just couldn't take it anymore. So it was time for me to split. She sent me on my way with a copy of a novel who's basic structure, though not premise, mirrored the structure of my own life.
Twelve year old kid hitting the bricks.
I won't go into further detail here, but the book carried me through. Changed my life to a degree.
Now, I am doing alright. My mother and I are great friends, if far away from one another.
. My point. (There is one buried in all this nostalgic nonsense) is that Sai King's works have changed my life.
I went through my Eddie Dean phase, though some will argue booze isn't as bad as heroin, and even learned to utitlize the undeniable story pushing run-on. Through these stories (and some from other authors, I'm not one to BS), I came to long for the nobility these characters not only have, but earned.
As I mentioned, these books changed my life. But they also shaped my life (add itals. to 'shaped;' they belong there) and it would mean everything to me if SK knew it. Even if he just was t to read this awkward little bit prose of mine.
Not hoping to be 'discovered,' nothing of the sort. I intend on remaining as anon. as is possible outside of my email. Really just want the man to know.