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May. 24th, 2003 08:29 amWell, gentle readers, those of you who follow this journal regularly know that the deadline for the Art Garden has been fast approaching, and that I've been stumped for something to write.
Well, I finally got an idea on Tuesday... did some quick research ... and scrapped it by Wednesday for fear that a) I'd be infringing on copyright, and b) the story I was filching was so obscure that no one in the audience would get that it was a retelling.
So, quickly trading that idea for another one, I spent most of Thursday and even more of yesterday processing the story through the word-mill of my mind, and came up with this:
( The Iron Shoes (or 'The Barefoot Queen' -- I can't decide) )
It's written almost entirely in Iambic pentameter (rhythm that goes "de-dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum") except in two places where the magic palace fall apart, I let the rhythm fall apart, and when she's just starting out in the iron shoes, I let the rhythm trip up a bit and get awkward, too :-).
No doubt it will go through more tweaking as I practice reading it aloud in preparation for the performance on the 7th, but, essentially, it's done.
Whew!
(and here, the author takes a bow, and sighs)
Well, I finally got an idea on Tuesday... did some quick research ... and scrapped it by Wednesday for fear that a) I'd be infringing on copyright, and b) the story I was filching was so obscure that no one in the audience would get that it was a retelling.
So, quickly trading that idea for another one, I spent most of Thursday and even more of yesterday processing the story through the word-mill of my mind, and came up with this:
( The Iron Shoes (or 'The Barefoot Queen' -- I can't decide) )
It's written almost entirely in Iambic pentameter (rhythm that goes "de-dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum") except in two places where the magic palace fall apart, I let the rhythm fall apart, and when she's just starting out in the iron shoes, I let the rhythm trip up a bit and get awkward, too :-).
No doubt it will go through more tweaking as I practice reading it aloud in preparation for the performance on the 7th, but, essentially, it's done.
Whew!
(and here, the author takes a bow, and sighs)
