My mental circus, inside and out.

castaway

Watching Aidan Quinn as Crusoe, blowing on some moss to make it burn, Emma ruminates that she always loves a good castaway story.  Even the Tom Hanks Castaway, with all of its Fed X product placements.  A strong element of Emma's childhood was imagining that she was a castaway.   Not as in a hostage drama.  She never imagined she'd been taken captive.  Too weak. Although victim of a fateful disaster, a castaway has independence of spirit.  Emma liked to go off into the woods on the edge of surbubia by herself, and being a very imaginative child, fantasized that she had some how ended up marooned somewhere like Prospero's island, full of magical signs.   The curved marks made by insects on the bare trunks of fallen trees seemed to Emma like mystical writing.  She rescued pollywogs in drying puddles. . there were so many of tadpoles then, and where are they now?  They were like homunculi, growing tiny feet and hands.

Posted by: EmmaPele at May 21, 2006 03:01 | link | comments (2)

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#1  22 May 2006 - 05:28

 

Full of the magic of childhood and summers. Very nice : )

InMyLife

#2  23 May 2006 - 00:06

 

I used to imagine the whole home-going bus (public not school) being transported to a desert island and looking round would try to figure out who would be the featured "lost". I always ancied being the Alpha's advisor, the inspiration behind the throne.
guess I'm still thinking hard...
No book-loves named yet?
LOL Frewin

Frewin

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