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Polychromatic Frowns

Posted by Nuile the Paracosmic Tulpa , in Wordsmithery Nov 25 2012 · 890 views

Short Story
Those crazy Ambagers are at their writing-off again. This theme was "Rainbow."

Polychromatic Frowns

Rainbows make me want to cry.

Surely you’ve seen one. Surely you’ve seen how dreary they are. They’re big frowns plastered across the sky. And their bright colors are incongruently cheerful. It doesn’t make sense. It’s illogical. Irrationality in nature makes me want to weep.

The frown itself is bad enough. It makes me want to frown. But the colors mock my woes and make me want to cry. It’s like the rainbow is frowning at me, and then pretends to be cheerful just to make me feel my own grief more keenly.

A rainbow is like a sad clown. Full of color, but woeful in disposition. It only makes it all the sadder, and even a bit scary, now, because we’re talking about clowns. Clowns are terrifying. Be honest, you’re afraid of them, too. But that’s another topic entirely.

Just the other day, for instance, I was walking along a path through a meadow. Well, that goes without saying, I suppose; I wasn’t skipping along the path. Nobody really skips. Except Dorothy. And if I drove along the path I would have given a lot of people heart attacks. If you’re the sadistic sort, you might do that; but I’m not, and I didn’t. I might have been riding along the path, of course, but I don’t know how to ride a bicycle, and I never ride anything with a mind of its own.

So I was walking along this path. The ground was wet and muddy after the rain and it was dirtying my shoes and splashing all over my nice clean clothes. I hate mud, too, but that’s another story.

I was walking along this path because I didn’t like walking through the tall grasses which always make me itch, and I can’t stand the smell of flowers, and all the bugs disturb me, and of course there could always be snakes. And you never know what could be lurking in those verdant trees, like cats or angry birds or ballerinas. Ballerinas are possibly even more frightening than clowns or bugs. In fact, they probably are.

As I say, I was walking along this path. I wasn’t feeling very happy, which I might have been, if I hadn’t been feeling so sad. It’s hard to be happy when you’re very sad. You can be cheerful when you’re just a little sad, but when you’re grievous it’s hard to be even cheerful, and you can never be happy when you’re sad, of course.

Where was I? That’s right, I was walking along the path, because I don’t like walking through the meadow; and I wasn’t feeling happy, because I was feeling sad; and I looked up. I was looking down most of the way, but it’s hard to see where you’re going when you look down, so I looked up. And I saw a rainbow. It was vividly colorful and wearing an obdurately melancholy moue.

And it made me sad.

Sincerely, Nuile: Lunatic Wordsmith :smilemirunu:

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Nov 25 2012 10:50 PM
This entry reminds me greatly of Holden Caulfield only without the phrases "phony," "that kills me," and the like. XP

(So many tangents... You know when you're friends with this guy, but he isn't really your friend because you know he's a phony, but you want to be nice so you talk to him about stuff anyway and he keeps going off on these tangents? That kills me)

Anyway, this entry cracked me up, though I don't see why you'd find a portion of a ring of light to be all that sad. And ballerinas are so not scary! Don't make me bring in Princess Tutu to dance that heart shard out of you (best anime ever, by the way).

Also, when you were talking about bugs and snakes hiding in tall grass, Pokemon was all that mind could ponder... And Garter Snakes.

I really don't have much of an opinion on rainbows myself. I'm more of a "The moon looks best when it's full and there are a ton of winter clouds surrounding it in the sky," or "Summer nights when the sky is cloudy and purple are my favorite times of year" kind of person.

Actually, there isn't a whole lot that makes me depressed when it comes to nature (at least nothing on the top of my head).

Anyway, life is what you make it. A rainbow isn't alive; it doesn't feel joy, sorrow or anything at all. Everything else is our connotation of life reflected in the mirrors of our being (or some other sentence that totally isn't as poorly written. XD).

Your life, however, seems to be filled with Ballerina clowns that drop down from trees and want to show you their collections of bugs and snakes while a rainbow is yelling at you with its giant, flamboyant frown.

It's the life many of us can only dream of.

Edit: And before I forget, this belongs to you (if you want it)

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Nuile the Paracosmic Tulpa
Nov 26 2012 09:08 PM
Thank you for reminding me that short stories need to be denoted as such. XP

I was going for a Snicket feel, actually.

I'm the type who looks for metaphors and magic in everything. I assure you, however, that my reflections are typically more positive and optimistic.

But it would seem that I have wrought my simple plan, for I have gotten you thinking. I agree absolutely that the world around us is what we make of it. What we see reflects who we are.

Do I have to take it? Why in the world would I want a Miru pasted upon anything that's mine?

(In other words, thank you; I am honored.)

Sincerely, Nuile: Lunatic Wordsmith :smilemirunu:
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Jean Valjean
Nov 26 2012 10:57 PM
:kaukau: So much green text...Time to change that.

See, everyone who participated in the rainbow theme wrote depressing stories. Either that or they were like Eponine and made the story morbid. Or both, in the case of Zarayna.

Now regardless, I like how this story came out. I'm normally not a fan of your work (as you well know), but I'm glad that you tried a different feel. There was still some of that old feel at certain points, which made me wince, but on the other hand, it actually fit in here. I enjoyed this for the piece of comedy that this was, even if there were way too many depressing stories about rainbows that we Ambagers came up with (while I, ironically, was the only person who actually played the theme straight, when I usually read deeper into things than anyone else).

The ending was priceless. You also happened to have the shortest story. For a brief bit of comedy, I'm okay with that.

I don't get why "walking along a path" goes without saying, though. What if I wanted to run? Sometimes people run along the path. If we were to be ambiguous and just say that "I was going along a path", people's imaginations would either come up with walking or running. Certainly not skipping or biking, but because running is something that could come to mind, I would guess that you would need to clarify walking as the transportation method of choice.

Of course, given the mood, I did happen to imagine the person walking, but it's not as if you're going into unnecessarily detail by saying that, because the alternative would have being "going", which takes the same amount of syllables and just two extra letters. You might as well use those two extra letters to clarify.

Of course, that was pat of the narrative style, and I'm just being ridiculously silly in my manner of reviewing this.

I hope that more of your stories reflect this form of storytelling. I kind of prefer humor to circumlocution.


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Nov 27 2012 12:33 PM
Kraggh, I always love reading your posts because I always learn new vocabulary. XP

Anyway, Nuile, this as a short story makes a lot more sense.

By the way, I love the caption you put under my stamp. XD
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Nuile the Paracosmic Tulpa
Nov 27 2012 07:33 PM
In response to Kraggh, your insertion of blue urges me, inexplicably, to sing. Only I don't quite know what I want to sing, and when I'm left to the freedom of concocting a lyrical something to suit the chimera of inspirations within me, it doesn't turn out well.

As for calling this depressing, well, I think that may be a superficial view of the story. I'd call it a satire, proving cheer through comedic melancholy. It gladdened me to write it, and it

Yes, well, if you of all people have to go to such desperate lengths to find something to criticize, that's something. Now, I'm just trying to figure out what sort of something it is. But it is nice that there's a happy medium somewhere between our highly conflictive tastes, even if it's on the field of comedy.

And I think this story abounds with circumlocution, albeit a different kind than I habitually use. ;P

As for you, my windy friend, I rather thought you would. =P

Sincerely, Nuile: Lunatic Wordsmith :smilemirunu:
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Dramatis Personae


A young man with his feet on the ground and his head in the sky, and an inclination to implement the occasional headstand.

Nuile, Wordsmith

Penman of a number of BIONICLE and Neopets short stories, as well as three epics, based respectively on the aforementiond and Avatar: The Last Airbender. This writer has also penned a full-length mystery novel, a work in progress pending final revisions and publication.

More than that, the BZPower League of Authors was his brainchild, which he has developed into the Ambage with the help of Velox, Cederak and 55555. This refuge and practice arena for writers is open to all with a penchant for the literary arts.

Nuile, Bibliophile

For him to select a favorite book, or a favorite writer, would be impossible. But of the latter, he most admires Dame Agatha Christie, Wilkie Collins, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Harper Lee, C.S. Lewis, Edgar Rice Burroughs and Sinclair Lewis. Favorite books he includes in this chart:

To Kill a Mockingbird (Harper Lee)

The Moonstone (Collins)

Murder on the Orient Express, Death in the Clouds, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, The Clocks (Christie)

The Hound of the Baskervilles, The Lost World (Doyle)

Out of the Silent Planet (C.S. Lewis)

Free Air (Sinclair Lewis)

The Bat (Hopwood and Rinehart)

The Nine Tailors (Sayers)

Nuile, Cinéaste

This fellow thinks the world begins and ends with Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows. Before its birth, however, he confesses that Sam Raimi and David Koepp's Spider-Man, Christopher Nolan and David S. Goyer's Batman Begins, the Indiana Jones series, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and Mary Poppins were films more than worthy of watching.

Nuile, Television Viewer

The Dick Van Dyke Show by far surpasses any television show produced prior or hence. Father Knows Best, Leave it to Beaver and The Andy Griffith Show are excellent series from a similar time frame. MacGyver is hard to beat. Diagnosis Murder, Monk and Murder, She Wrote are his favorite mystery series. In animation he most enjoys Avatar: The Last Airbender and its sequel; Batman: The Animated Series alongside Batman Beyond and The Batman; Phineas and Ferb, one of the most creatively funny cartoons he has ever seen.

Nuile, Cuisinier

Asian and Italian foods may be his enthusiasms, but he's not above a juicy burger or a spicy taco. As far as his own cooking, he oft gets more adventurous than his family appreciates, though when he behaves he can conjure a reason for your taste buds to celebrate. By far his favorite meal: Thanksgiving 2011, consisting of Paula Dean's Indian Succotash, Grean Bean Casserole, Orange Corn Bread, Bacon Roasted Brussel Sprouts, Coconut Biscuits, and Mashed Cauliflower and Potatoes.

Nuile, Musicologist

He pleads guilty to sheer ignorance, unworthy even of being called an amateur in this department. But dramatic scores and profound lyrics top his charts. The Impossible Dream from The Man of La Mancha and I Can Go the Distance as performed by Michael Bolton are cited as his two favorite songs, amidst much of Celtic Thunder's work.

Nuile, Gamer

Disney's Epic Mickey, the Kingdom Hearts series, and the Pokémon series are the only video games he considers worthy of notation.

Nuile, Sportsman

As fast on his feet as he is between the ears, he enjoys games of muscle and of strategy. Physically, he likes most to play football; but nothing beats a game of chess in his book.

The Art of Writing

It is my belief that a writer should be above human emotions, desires, vices, flaws; a writer should be almost superhuman, something like a monk. However, like monks, this is not an attribute that comes naturally, rather an ability that must be worked at.

More tangibly, one of the most important characteristics a writer can possess is tenacity. An artist's life is never an easy one. An artist presents themself to the world, and ineluctably there will be critics alongside the fans. But anyone who knows real love won't let it be quelled by what others think. Never give up, never despond. So maybe nobody's perfect; I'm not, and I never will be. But an artist, like a monk, is one who always strives to improve her- or himself, who never ceases to reach for the unreachable. Every amelioration is an achievement. And every day a writer achieves something merely by writing, for every word written is a word toward amelioration. If you are good, you can always be better; if you are great, you can always be greater.

What matters most for writers is that they take pride in their own own work. Ultimately your biggest fan and your biggest critic is yourself, and that's who you have to please the most. No artist truly passionate about their art does what they do for someone's approval or just to get paid. At the heart of every artist is a person who does what they do because they love to do it. I'm an artist; I'm a writer. I don't stop trying to get better, I don't stop striving for perfection--but I enjoy every step of the amelioration process, I appreciate every improvement, and I am always happy with where I am, yet always be eager about where I'm going. Writing is a journey with no destination. Writing is a quest without end. Writing is spiritual nomadism.

And it's not easy. It's frought with difficulty, trouble, disappointment, and grief--but a journey without end gives its reward not in the destination but in every step of the path.

Yet I have not even touched upon just what a writer is; which is because a writer, simply put, is everything. A writer is an artist, but also a psychologist, and a logician, a philosopher, a scientist, an adventurer, an inventor, a politician, a magician, and multitudinous others. A writer is everything because they write about everything. "Write what you know"; that's not the rule I live by. "Know what you write," that's my creed. Writers know a little about everything, and everything about a little. And when they don't know . . . they read!

That's a writer's life. It's the kind of life I love. It's a wonderful gift. A writer's life is the kind of life I live and always will live. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

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