A Phantasmagorical and Very Entertaining Trip to Italy. Part 7 of 42.
Ian is reading, then he looks up…
- TL: So, Svetlana, what happened? How did you get so carried away with the nightmares of Dolores?
- YYZ: Certainly that was not a plan. A plan was… Was there any plan?
- MCK: There must have been and as far as I can remember the plan was to travel around Italy, not to spend time inside the dusty heads of our shadows.
- YYZ: Yes, I agree. But there must have been a creative impulse in the beginning…
- MCK: You always have creativity attacks and fire off creative impulses like a belt-fed mortar.
- YYZ: Possible.
- TL: But then you are very well known for not finishing your splendid ideas…
- YYZ: True. But the beginning… was supposed to be the end.
- MCK: You see? Another one.
- TL: Another one what?
- MCK: Another idea for a masterpiece never to see the light of dawn.
- YYZ: The story was born when I saw a clip by Stephen Fry where he discussed language and how language defined us.
- TL: Us? English?
- YYZ: Yes. But then we speak different languages and you said you were Indian…, but that is not the point. The point is that … there was something… in a sense, in a sense, in a sense…
- TL: In a sense, I do not understand the relevance of the story of Dolores at all. Now, she will be writing her own destiny?
- YYZ: Stephen Fry was talking about the Idea of Beauty and the Beauty of Idea(l)s. Note the parenthesis for me, would you be so splendid?
- MCK: Splendid, are we? No, Svetlana, don’t change the subject, please. The question was about Dolores and transferring the control over writing devices…
- YYZ: Another interesting point ….
TL and MCK both growled.
- YYZ: Patience, Iago! Then I read an article by Stephen Fry “Beauty of Soul” and then …
- MCK: And then you decided to hide in a shadow of your creativity…
- YYZ: Close. I followed my imagination. “Imagination is the ability to enter someone else’s mind. To penetrate another’s experience.”
- TL: Only you stayed in your own mind since Dolores is your shadow. But now, what a relief! She will write for herself. A run-away bride from a sacred marriage between an author and a character.
Think Beauty, but be beautiful,
but say it beautifully,
Beauty is Duty,
Duty is Beauty,
So there.— Stephen Fry
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Stephen Fry about Oscar Wilde and Anton Chekhov
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- YYZ: “A paradox is that it seems harder to penetrate one’s own mind, participate in one’s own experience and discover one’s own feelings than those of another.”
- TL: You are full of paradoxes, aren’t you? Your character writing herself and possibly writing you now would be yet another paradox.
- YYZ: I don’t mind her writing because honestly I only had one thought in mind and nowhere to go from there. So, her initiative to write the rest does come as a relief. As a writer I am no match to you and others. I think I am immature to say the least.
- TL: Don’t be ridiculous. Don’t be too hard on yourself. I never plan my writing either. I just write for a while and keep what is written. I find it difficult trying to shorten my stuff. Writing is so laborious to do in the first place that I hate cutting bits out. And you know how lazy I am…
- YYZ: I begin to suspect that I am either lazy or not focused or both. My characters have no respect for me. Maja stole a pen and created a scene. A mise en scene. First I was surprised, then I was amazed, but at the end, … at the end I was completely shocked to see that most of what I write comes alive.
- MCK: What has happened exactly?
- YYZ: I invited her to join us in Rome. She had to come anyways because she was supposed to meet her DESTINY. But she found the invitation to be strange…
I didn't agree to anything.
I was just placed here.
I was merely summoned and then rejected.
It serves me right for making friends with strange characters from HubPages."
(reads from the Chapter)
Maja wrote an episode
- Unsung Heroes - Meanwhile in Rome...
A spin-off from kallini2010's story. As Doloros continues her adventure, so does Maja as she sits in Rome...
- MCK: She was right. We are characters, we were not exactly invited, we were placed and then forgotten.
- YYZ: That was never my intention yet it was what happened. There is always a self-fulfilling prophesy around the corner. So, if you want the plot to move somehow you should do it yourself. Just like Maja did. She was absolutely right in not waiting for ages … and taking her destiny in her own hands while I was lost…
- TL: Lost?
- YYZ: Yes, lost. That is my punishment for creating something undefined – yet another type of ART.
- MCK: Define it and let’s move on. I’d rather see Italy than drown in nightmares.
- YYZ: I am afraid there will be some drowning later. We are going to Sicily.
- TL: Are you planning to drown us there?
- YYZ: I have not decided yet. Speaking of definitions. I know how it is all called. A never-ending novel… with the characters having a mind of their own.
- TL: Characters that you create should have lives of their own and can be saints or sinners, or more usually an amalgam of both. You don’t want to create an automation with no soul, do you? Some little artist’s dummies made of wood which sit quite nicely where you have left them no matter for how long and do as they are told.
- YYZ: Oh, no! My characters were in charge! Maybe that is why I might have achieved my goal… It was not a goal per se… It was either a premonition, a prediction when I said “Eventually you will not be able to tell where I am, who I am – that is the goal. “Misterio”, “mystery” – “symbols that reveal the SILENT WISDOM of a magnificent art.” But I was drowned in the intensity of my own passion or my own folly. So, I no longer know who Dolores is. A shadow? An Echo? My reflection? A shadow of an echo? An echo of a shadow? So, yes, I am lost. Fundamentally lost.
- MCK: We can always rewind and come back to what happened before. First of all, do you know where Maja went?
- YYZ: She mentioned meeting her DESTINY in Rome and something about a book.
I have a dream...
A trip to Italy
- A Phantasmagorical and Very Entertaining Trip to Italy. Part 6 of 42.
Dreams of Dolores...this is the last part of this particular nightmare (reality?) of Dolores. The next chapter must release the prisoners sitting in a cafe in Rome...
- A Phantasmagorical and Very Entertaining Trip to Italy. Part 8 of 42.
Before leaving Rome, our characters discuss little details. For example, who drowns whom and where?
© 2012 kallini2010
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