This idea was mooted in Neutral Grounds and
I thought to bring it to life here. Quotes or contributions
do not have to come exclusively from me but I will be
updating weekly, barring unforeseen circumstances.
Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.
Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.
"Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures." This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.
When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: "my travels have changed me... "
Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: "Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form."
Ernest Hemingway...he was the one who wrote From Whom the Bells Tolls,The Old Man and The Sea and A Farewell to Arms...The only I know about this author is that he has a house in Key West,Florida which is now a designated U.S. National Historic Landmark and he adores C-A-T-S! Just like me.(I'm a cat person you know) *grabbing a slice of Key Lime Pie and a glass of .*
... I don't know if anyone cares. Honestly every time I finish something I think I should be proud of. It's lack of acknowledgement makes me feel I should have a problem with something other than caffeine because of the sorrow that happens . It's written, it's been proofed. ... It's getting posted later tonight.