Guest guest Posted March 17, 2010 Report Share Posted March 17, 2010 Been playing with ideas for a book. Working title Orphans in the FOG. The perspective is from the child still living in us, stuck there by the emotional smack downs from nada. First seen from that child as the child, 4 or 5, maybe younger, when we first knew something was not just right. Then glimpses across the years, aging on the outside, but emotionally still that cowering child, waiting for something bad. Mental image of this concept is a small child, in the shitty little house in the middle of a junk yard we lived in, earliest memories, with a FOG that comes to my eyes. Occasionally I can stand on something and see others not living like I do. I can see clean houses, nurturing parents, a day lived without fear, being cherished and protected. Then I sink back into the FOG, alone, afraid, an orphan, not really the child of those tall people who live with me. Always wondering, when will I grow tall enough to see over it, and not live in it. But it grows with me, until I change the entire dynamic. So I, and we, grow into adulthood, still as Orphans in the FOG. Thats the sketch from brainstorming. What do you think, fellow Orphans? Doug Doug Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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