Monday, 24 October 2011
Meta fiction
[Clouds and Me]
Doing a somersault, the sparrow wheeled around from the tree and flew up to the cloud. For a moment it seemed like the sparrow ate the cloud. Then, I remembered it.
Clouds…
Clouds are.. what makes the sky worth watching.
Clouds, they are what makes my life more bearable.
A single patch of white in the blue, that made me breathe again on that dreadful day.
SJK It has been seven years from the day she died. And it seems like she took her soul to this pearl blue sky without leaving a single piece of memory. This is why I hate her. She took my last hope with her. To hope. To die.SJH I went to the pharmacy and bought a dozen of sleeping pills. I came back home and that was when I found a letter on the ground. “If you want to die, come to the 1st floor”. I went there and found a guy in black suit. “Follow me” he said. I got into a car and this guy started to drive while he also began a conversation with his girlfriend. As I was listening, I started to remember good memories I had with her. It… it was like a spell, it happened ever so gradually, but... it happened. Then, suddenly this guy started to drive crazy and he was driving to the sea. I wanted to live! I opened the door and tried to jump, but this guy caught me and said “I thought you wanted to die!” Then, I was falling down to the sea. The currents wrapped around me as a wet cloth does. Then I started to lose consciousness and that when I opened my eyes to the red sky. I looked around, “What, what is happening… I was drowning in the black sea! But… why am I looking up at a red sky, without even one spot of white cloud?”. Then, a guy in the black doctors suit I saw just now came to me, saying “So, you woke up, your girlfriend died due to lung cancer, I am her father and I promised her to make you live.”.HJL I opened my eyes; everything was white. It just made me feel like a blinded person. I walked a few steps, but nothing around me changed. Then, far away from that side, I saw somebody walking over to this side; the figure grew larger and larger. I stopped my breath as
I saw the face.
It was my girlfriend. I called her; “Lena!” but she just passed me, not offering a moment of glance to the petrified statue that was me. Not a single glance-.HUK I managed to move my feet, I ran. I ran so that I could catch up with her, tell her how much my heart ached for her, how my eyelids cracked like the earth suffering a drought, a drought after the monsoon of tears I shed. But, she was too far. I ran and ran, howling, yet she didn’t flinch the slightest bit. She was just so far away…. “Open your eyes” a sudden call from nowhere! “What do you mean Lena? My eyes, don’t you see? It’s wide open for you! To see my hands cup your lovely face to see your chin flush at my touch!”.
“No, don’t look at what’s left of me only in your memories, not something artificial- look at me, the true me, who you loved and love even now.”
That was when I realized the fuzz in my head. Oh! It ached like nothing. I felt like exploding to bits. I wanted to follow Lena into the after world!. But, I was wrong. It did ache like nothing, nothing except for the ache my heart endured!
And I opened my eyes to witness the radiant sight. Two clouds intertwined to form a face, a face shining with rosy cheeks in the sunset sky. She was there! Not anywhere but here, right in front of me. So close yet so distant. Then, after what seemed like a lifetime, the clouds shattered away. Just like a mirror being shattered at its fall. But this was far slower than a mirror. The wind took parts of the two clouds in different directions, making her face smile for the first time that day; and I knew she was with me, as long as I didn’t forget the clouds, as long as I didn’t leave the clouds where she remained watching me.
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As I wrote before on the raw chainwriting - excellent writing. Beautiful, poetic, surreal, etc. etc. etc. You have a piece of creative writing here that could easily be touched up in future drafts, and inspire a lot of conversation in Creative Writing. BUT - is it metafiction? Do we have a multi-layered narrative structure? You flirt with that with the "dream" scenario" (am I right?), but I think you should have followed the assignment criteria a little more closely. The chainwriting material is supposed to be presented in a different font, and a picture of a sky/cloud etc. would help drive home your theme.
ReplyDeleteSo yes - this is some brilliant writing. But you could present it better. The quality of your writing is excellent, but your attention to detail and presentation needs to improve. Formatting is important to sell your work.
Title? Paragraphs spaced? Indented? Try to give your writing the TLC that it deserves.
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