Oops! Was having some trouble with blogger. So, here's entry 1:
I'm trying to aim for a sort of ..Surreal story, in which there's a rift driven between the two characters and their reality, their placement in the world. Old thoughts come back to haunt them, and they have to contemplate what is there and perhaps what isn't. The philosophical perspective/tone will probably branch off to lead the reader to it's own conclusion as to weather or not this is entirely accomplished, I pray.
It's still being written-written-and-re-written, so..! There's quite a way to go, yet.
I'd like to expect my reader to be able to analyze and articulate some of the symbolism within some little things within the story, like the setting or the placement, the isolation, the image of the elk itself, but I'm a really analytical reader, and thus tend to expect a lot of that from others as well, though I am well aware it's not always the case.
All the world will be your enemy, Prince of a Thousand enemies. And when they catch you, they will kill you.
But first they must catch you; digger, listener, runner, Prince with the swift warning. Be cunning, and full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed.
-Richard Adams, Watership Down.
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