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Thursday, March 29, 2007 - The Old Woman

Posted in Dark Thoughts

I am very interested in the character of the old woman. Her relationship with this doll seems to transcend years. So what does this mean? Irene and Edward seem to be a very loving and close couple who have a charming daughter. What impact will the introduction of this doll have on this family? I like the idea of the lace tying in the past with the present. There seems to be a lot of this happening in this story for some reason. But it works for me. Sometimes I have to wait for the characters to tell me what is going to happen. The story is continuing tonight, but I needed a few minutes to talk my way through the old woman. I like her. I like her character, but I know that something has happened to her that has caused her pain and grief and now it's happening again with the reintroduction of this doll. At first I thought that the doll was malevolent, maybe even evil. But now I’m not so sure. The old woman only speaks to the doll. That in itself seems interesting to me and even a bit strange. Why is there no one else around? Where does she live? Does she live alone? A better question may be who is she? I think I have her figured out. Or at least I know as much as she wants me to know. She makes me very uncomfortable at times. I think she has a secret, a very ugly secret. And somehow this doll fits into the big picture.I have her pictured in my mind. I can see her so clearly that it scares me. She looks at and points a finger in my direction telling me where to look and what to see. "What?" I ask. "What has happened to you that is so awful that you have become this isolated, lonely old woman who talks to a doll - a very old porcelain doll." I wait for an answer.

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Saturday, March 17, 2007 - A Dark Thought

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I wonder if Miss Ginger of the Grand Manor is really a good title. Although the doll's name is Miss Ginger, I really like the title The China Doll. I know this is trivial, but for some reason when I look at this doll sitting in my yarn basket, The China Doll feels right. The story is taking on a life of its own. The doll is taking on a life of its own. The question remains what will the doll do? I grew up with this doll. I know what it can do. The old woman plays such a key role in this story and as of yet her identity has not been revealed. Do you know who she is?

Have you ever tried to find something only to discover that it is not where you put it or thought you put it? Is that because you didn't put it there or because it was moved? Does it mean something or someone has somehow interfered with your life in some way? What if a doll or some other thing had an impact or influence on you in some way? Maybe not always in a good way. Did you have an imaginary friend growing up? My sister did. It was one of the creepiest things that can happen. There is someone you love talking to someone who is not there. Well, not there to you. That doesn’t mean that there is really no one there. What if there really is someone there. And it is the innocence of youth that allows you to "see."

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Tuesday, January 9, 2007 - The Dark Side

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Have you ever visited the "dark side?" It's that side of us that we don't let others see. It's that dark place where ugly things can happen and we hide it from the world. It's that place where we are not proud of who we are or what we do, yet we sometimes need to go there. I visit sometimes, especially when I write. It is better to visit when it's safe rather than in the real world. But what does that say about me? I've seen the "dark side" and it is not pretty. It's deep and it's lonely. You always go alone. It's the way it has to be. You go alone because to be with someone would expose you for who you really are. Writing can take us there safely and we can walk away safely. It's the repercussions that we fear. The "what will others say about what I wrote" that puts us on the edge. We want to be heard. We want others to read what we write, but it reveals so much about who we are and what we think. That is not safe.

I read horror. I love the genre. It's a dark place where evil happens. You know you are there when your skin crawls. My mom use to say that when that happens, "Someone just crossed over your grave." Isn't that a dark thing to tell a kid? But she was right.To this day, when my skin crawls I think that someone is walking across my grave and I wonder where it is. Now that's a dark thought. I sometimes wonder why people like to read horror novels or watch horror movies. Do they want to be scared? Or does it allow them to visit the "dark side" of human nature. I usually endulge my horror appetite with generous helpings of horror movies. I know I've watched several many times and never tire of the story or the emotions it elicits. Yet I never was able to make it through Wolf Creek. Perhaps it was the real brutality that I was unwilling to face. The real "dark side" of human nature. I was repulsed by the action and uncomfortable with the story. I'm sure the reality from which it was based made it all the more unsettling.

We live in a world filled with the "dark side" of people. It's there every time we turn on the news or open a newspaper. The fiction of horror is acceptable. It's the horror of non-fiction that is not.

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