All I'll say is that I'd been reading an awful lot of Tanith Lee, and that the main character does not represent me. :)
Based on a friend and a saint (not the same person). A mod's choice before the crash, so I thought it was worth reloading. If you didn't read it before, then the game is to figure out all the saint references in the piece. The commenters before did a pretty good job. Rewrite 6/27/05.
This is one of my newest stories. I wrote it for a friend's b-day. It is a little more romancy than I usually write. The plot is good though. If you have read 'A Lesson' and enjoyed it, you'll probably like this one too. Have fun! And keep smiling.
The magic of art brought to life with focused imagination. Is it in the artist's hands or in the eye of the beholder?
Aha! The prologue to another one of my books that will probably never get finished. How did this get here?
I got inspiration from Adorelai’s Purple rose, you can go and see it at this link http://ew2.lysator.liu.se/pic/art/a/d/adorelai/rose.jpg
This is a story about the surrealistic painter Salvador Dali. Besides being one of my favorite artists, he has many trademarks including melting clocks in nearly all of his paintings, which are all mysteriously set to 10 minutes before 7. He also includes a small figure of a child in the backgrounds of his paintings, sometimes standing alone, sometimes holding a man's hand. I was perplexed as to the reason for these images, so I made up my own story, trying to incorporate the feeling of his paintings into my writing. In my version, the child he paints is a mystical monster that feeds on inspiration. Enjoy, and check out some of his work.
Only an expression of feelings, which I needed to put into words. Sometimes I don't even understand myself, why I keep running away of things I desire most. Nobody will notice because I stay closed like the flower in my poem. Only words can break the silence I carry with me for years. Now is the time to unfold my mysteries and clean up the mess..
This is the poem I wrote to guide my tour through nice cave paintings of Elfwood: 'Back to the Roots: Into the Caves of the Woods!' (The picture is one of my own.) Update: I put the verses is a better order!
Carry's Friend Tammy is shocked by one of her paintings.
In a world in which all forms of art have long been forgotten, a girl tries to recreate a scene the only way she knows how.
This is a prologue for a story that's been floating aroung my head in a few different forms for a couple years, about a painting that shows people how they will die. This is all I've got so far. I may or may not finish it, depending on what people think of it.
This is part of my fairy tale/Charles de Lint project called 'For Gettington' for my OAC Writer's Craft class. One of a series of 5. It's essentially a rendering of a classic fairy tale into a modern setting. This one is not actually Briar Rose. I can't remember which classic I had in mind, but it ended up being just a generic elemental fairy tale, stuck to the basics, in a modern setting. Needs some work (as do most of my ditties), but it'll do. Definitely a la Charles de Lint style, but I stole no ideas or names from him, and the project was about his ability to take fantasy and make it modern, so I couldn't really help it.
This is a story about paintings in a gallery. What if they were real, but wew trapped behind glass? What would they say? One speaks.
This story lives somewhere on the borderline to fantasy. At its heart it's a fantasy but it's rather subtle. I'm fairly pleased with most of it but I can't really judge it as a whole, that's up to you if you decide to read it.
Chapter 5 of the story. Kelsey is starting to get answers but the more she gets the more questions she has. And this mysterious painting, what is it really?