Monday, September 26, 2011
Writing towards a fairytale ending
I nodded in agreement the first time I encountered this quote in Ransom Riggs’ Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. I must admit, though, that I didn’t really “grew out” of my love for fables and the like. I became attached to the original fairytales—the ones where princess mermaids vanish into sea foam for daring to fall in love, where girls in riding hoods strip tease and got themselves eaten and never saved by passing hunters. Cautionary tales, they are. Disney sanitized and cloaked them with glitters and colors for the kids, but if you look at it at the right angle, the original ones teach more lessons than these twee renditions.
But oh, there are latter versions that are gritty and refreshing. I love remakes—you can tell just by looking at my blog’s name. Why leave Cinderella as a damsel in distress if you can “toughen her up”? :p
Outside of fiction, though, lots of people still clutch at the hope of a good storybook ending for their lives, attempting to avoid the happily-never-afters. Truth be told, I’m one of these people. I’m not necessarily talking about a Prince Charming—who says all fairytales are all about romance? He can be a part of the bigger picture, but he’s never the center of it. There are many things I want to achieve, from the smallest of my wishes to the biggest desires of making other people happy while I reach my star. Talk about grand—it’s not a very easy task. But it’s me who’s writing my own fairytale, with God as my guide and muse. However high the price of this tale may become, I’ll still cling to it until I reach The End.