Red Room, a website for professional authors, closed down earlier this month. The CEO gave us enough warning to deal with its unexpected death and recommended that we all migrate to WattPad. I chose to migrate my RR contents to "The Scroll Chamber" a website I created & abandoned in 2008.
The graphic you see above was at the top of my Red Room blog. I topped this entry with it because of the quotation,
We visualize a scene in which two characters are talking over each other, we feel the emotions of a character as if they are our emotions, or revel in the wide expanse of a countryside as the sun rises. A countryside that didn't exist a few seconds ago now displayed before our inner eye.
Excited, energized, enthused, we turn to the keyboard. And everything begins to fade before we can strike a key. The pitch of the wind, the scent of flowers, the odd light in the protagonist's eyes evaporate. Dare to think single word and it destroys better words from our inner ear. We study the fragments of dead leaves in our hand. A sigh wisks them to the floor and they're gone.
Never probe in hopes of resurrecting the whole. Desperate reaching for the entire mesmerizing image or the complexity of our antagonist's conflicting emotions will only scatter the fragments farther apart. Blurred... Transluscent... Invisible...