Yikes!

I love blogging, but it wouldn't appear that way by my sporadic posting.

We are finishing up with Pod 6. I'm finding that Mr. Fitzgerald wrote for therapeutic reasons. We can glimpse that which ailed this poor man through his stories both short and long. The man dreamed of those things which he had lost and longed to capture time in a bottle. I wonder if he ever understood how his demons left him known as an author of note on the pages of history. Ironic. Some seek the happiness being a published author would bring in that measure of success. Some gain that measure of success through what they see as their failures, pains and struggles.

It seems if the authors themselves aren't in some way damaged, their characters are. At least Mark Twain's Huckleberry was seeking to become "normal" in the face of all the "normal" people around him being somewhat less normal than himself.

Maybe that's why I loath a bad ending. Happy endings are so scarce, not only in story and out here in reality. I'll never forgive Stephen King for ending "The Gun Slinger" badly. But ENGL 223 is at least allowing me to search for endings to make up for King's lack. Without much success I'm afraid.  Cinderella is still my favorite story :)