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A Few Pathetic Attempts at Writing

PostPosted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 2:13 pm
by Zarn Ishtare
Well, here I am again, with alittle something to offer you.


*Lately, I've been busy with work, but I've been hammering out this very rough idea, something rough but real, and I wanted to see what people thought.....


The premise is simple: A man in brown is on a beach, looking over the water. He sees some youth writing a terrible epitath about God in the sand. So saddened by this is our man that he takes up his walking stick and spends the rest of his life writing "I love you, God" in the wet sand of the shore.


This has been an odd thought on my mind, to be honest, but its something I like considering. Of course, there are things that would have to be realistic, obviously the man may be considered simple, and he's probably homeless, living on the shore....simple mind....But the entire point that this premise is intended for is awesome, I think: That a man would consider God's hurt, so sorrowful that someone would say something like that, that he tearfully takes up a recompense, laboring every day to try and erase the stain of those hateful words on the beach.


I've always had trouble taking symbolic figures and making them into characters, into living, believable people. For me, their names are their characters, the Man Who Writes In The Sand "I Love You God" is his NAME, more important than some human constraint. In short, We Are what we do.


I love you, Lord.*

PostPosted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 1:57 pm
by Anna Mae
By epitath, do you mean epitaph?

I really like your idea. I think that you should pursue it.

PostPosted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 4:26 pm
by Photosoph
It's an interesting idea; I agree with Anna Mae.
However, I find short stories hard to write, myself. :sweat: So I can't really offer you any tips on how to do it or anything. But it's definitely an intriguing idea that could make a very good short story.

PostPosted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 6:16 pm
by creed4
Interesting, Just work on it,

A thought the sand will always fade, but a person's life can not be silence.