Fairy tales we've all heard them right?
Cinderella
Snow White
Sleeping Beauty
They've been read to us we've read them to others, pretended, acted out, dressed up as, in bad times imagined ourselves as the players.
Well what if just what if......
What if they were real
What if that changeling was a replacement
What that person had died and come back to life?
What if those denizens of otherworld werent as invisible as we thought they were but in plain sight.
Myth, folklore history says that it is always based in some truth.
It was man's way of explaining disease, mysterious deaths, appearances and disappearances.
A person who fell into to a coma mistakenly pronounced dead and buried only wake up became the undead.
A
weakly or sick being born into a world before incubators, IVs could be
explained as a changeling, a replacement by otherworldly denizens for
their real child.
Before the knowledge of diseases and how they're spread, a seemingly healthy who for no reason started to become sick was considered bewitched whether by fairies, witches, or you fill in the blank
Even with modern technology there are some aspects of the human body and mind that man is still trying to explain. Spontaneous combustion, unexplained disappearances and near brushes with death.
Even with advances in science and technology we can pinpoint possible causes move toward avoiding possibly but we havent managed to cure....it makes one wonder doesnt it?
Well the heroines in the Darastar Chronicles dont spontaneously combust but they do have some interesting experiences as they come into contact with several mysteries involving their respective occupations. Throw in a centuries old organization possibly the worlds first police force and you have a modern folk tale on your hands. The inspiration for the series came from my love of myth and folklore. Ive lost count of the different encyclopedias on world folklore that I have acquired. Another inspiration was my fascination with not just the secret organizations of history such as the Templars but with the world wealthy families and history itself. And after watching Lord of the Rings...voila!
Thus came Darastar Chronicles and the first book of the series Hidden City
Stay tuned!
Friday, June 14, 2013
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Who are you...REALLY
In going to Marquette University, part of the required cirriculum for graduation was philosphy. And in those courses we studied a variety of philosophical opinions from Socrates to Decartes even a episode on Star Trek and Millenium. In the best of classes, debates raged on way after class was done on what makes a human and the basic identity of a person.
Identity.
Not whats listed on your birth certificate, credit report or social security card...but you
to quote the
catepillar on Alice in Wonderland "WHO ARE YOU?"
And how do know you are you?
Well lets start with the basics. I know who I am where I was born and who my parents are. But how do I know these things? Well...duh I can look at my birth certificate and because my parents told me they were my parents.
Pretty cut and dry...right?
Well......
If you watch movies like Total Recall(the original with Arnold Schwartzenegger) you'll know that nothing is truly cut and dry.
If you are normal person at one point in time youve had dreams that you were someone else. And if youre a bit outside of normal like me, those dreams are so real they made you question your identity, your whole being. You shelve it to the back of your mind as a dream a product of an over excited imagination, a byproduct of too much thought.
But what happens when that feeling doesn't go away?
Then comes the catalyst, the event
That woman in that particular dress you ran into while walking
That man in the distance who stays in your line of site
That song in your head that you cant remember where you heard it from
That event.
The crossroads/revelation/ realization that everything that you believed, lived for worked for was not truly you.
We spend lifetimes trying to find ourselves and our place in the world. The answer to the meaning of life has still not been solved. Religion and science no closer to that ultimate answer than they were a century ago. Step into the journey of a young woman who gets more than she bargined for when she travels back to her fathers country to attend his funeral.
The inspiration for this story came well first of all from my best muse...my mother
And the other part from my upbringing attending a Jesuit Catholic college and four years of religion. Through these two sources I was introduced the world of philosophy and Gnosticim and it whetted my appetite for more soon beyond school I was studying and decided to write Just a Trip.
Identity.
Not whats listed on your birth certificate, credit report or social security card...but you
to quote the
catepillar on Alice in Wonderland "WHO ARE YOU?"
And how do know you are you?
Well lets start with the basics. I know who I am where I was born and who my parents are. But how do I know these things? Well...duh I can look at my birth certificate and because my parents told me they were my parents.
Pretty cut and dry...right?
Well......
If you watch movies like Total Recall(the original with Arnold Schwartzenegger) you'll know that nothing is truly cut and dry.
If you are normal person at one point in time youve had dreams that you were someone else. And if youre a bit outside of normal like me, those dreams are so real they made you question your identity, your whole being. You shelve it to the back of your mind as a dream a product of an over excited imagination, a byproduct of too much thought.
But what happens when that feeling doesn't go away?
Then comes the catalyst, the event
That woman in that particular dress you ran into while walking
That man in the distance who stays in your line of site
That song in your head that you cant remember where you heard it from
That event.
The crossroads/revelation/ realization that everything that you believed, lived for worked for was not truly you.
We spend lifetimes trying to find ourselves and our place in the world. The answer to the meaning of life has still not been solved. Religion and science no closer to that ultimate answer than they were a century ago. Step into the journey of a young woman who gets more than she bargined for when she travels back to her fathers country to attend his funeral.
The inspiration for this story came well first of all from my best muse...my mother
And the other part from my upbringing attending a Jesuit Catholic college and four years of religion. Through these two sources I was introduced the world of philosophy and Gnosticim and it whetted my appetite for more soon beyond school I was studying and decided to write Just a Trip.
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