| Booksie Address: | http://www.booksie.com/Elyssia |
| Country: | Australia |
| Favorite book: | Different Seasons - Stephen King |
| Member Since: | Jun 27, 2010 |
Poem by Elyssia
Posted: Jun 27, 2010
Crying. Sleeping. Dying.
Tags:death, crying, young adult, abuse, predator
Hi.
I'm Tori. Buy I love the name Elyssia. I don't quite know why.
I am not your typical demographic for the types of books I like to read. I had the experience that I have heard most people have; the time you find your genre of book. For me, it's horror. That sort of supernatural, gruesome horror. Now, a teenage girl usually isn;t the demographic associated with this, but what can I say, I'm not normal.
I reached this conclusion when I finished reading Different Seasons by Stephen King. For those unaware, Different Seasons is a book containing four novellas; Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption, Apt Pupil, The Body and The Breathing Method.
All of the stories had different aspects of horror; that gruesome, dark aura which makes you happy authors use fictional towns, the ones that make you shudder if they are even remotely based on a true story. But, instead of even a remote fear, I was intrigued by the ever-flowing plot which kept introducing new charcters and taking them out like it was as natural as breathing.
I aim to write like this, but if I even get remotely close I'll be happy. My philosopy is that writing is very much an art; and like art, some people have it, others don't. However, if you have the determination, then that's gotta count for something. Apparently I'm good at writing, but I don't know. In my opinion, I don't have a big enough subject base.
If you read, I'll write. If I write, will you read?