writing

poem (by me): insatiable

I want another story--
tell me another story (or six or twelve),
sweeter, sharper, more familiar and strange.
Make me laugh, or cry. Both would be nice,
although I prefer my endings happy
(except when they're best done sad).

I want another story,
like the first but different.
Tell me one with monsters and flowers
and unlikely heroes.
Remind me that people can do good things,
even when those things are hard
(especially when they're hard).

I want another story.
Will you tell me one? And then another, after that?
Play magician, pull a thousand tales
out of a single hat,
like an impossible string.

I want another story
(the child begs).
Tell one to me, one I've heard before,
one that's new.
I want another story.
(And I want and I want and I want.)
Indexing:
I really loved this, the repetition of lines in just the right place were perfect as was the desire and childlike like zeal.
This is (I'm afraid) pretty much the inside of my head put down on paper. But I had fun turning it into something a little more readable and a little less whiny. :P
This is so perfectly exactly how I feel each time I finish another book, especially a good one! ...Though fortunately, I'm mature enough to be able to talk to the librarian without sounding like a four-year-old. -_^ Thanks for expressing that wonderful, childish yearning so well!!
I wonder why, sometimes, I have this driving need to read something new, why this insatiable appetite? It seems a little worrisome at times, although less so now as I learn to spend more time rereading things I already know to be good and true.

There was a pretty fair span of time in high school where I just gave up on the library, because I'd picked through the entire SciFi/fantasy & mystery sections and found most of their contents to be less than appealing. Those were dark days.
Ach, now that's an experience I know very well, too!! It happens to me periodically, and I tend to find that the best antidote is to scour the children's section, especially the new acquisitions. I'm sure it's not news to you that there are incredibly well-crafted books being written for young adults these days, often with an uplifting world view. Just recently, in fact, I finally discovered the wee Terry Pratchett section in our library--among the children's books, of course! I never would have thought to look there, though I can see why they were filed there.

...Actually, it's a funny thing. I was deep in thought just a few minutes ago about a book I read a while back, that daughter #2 is now reading for school: Life of Pi by Yann Martel. The book addresses (obliquely--all the best stuff in it becomes clear only after looking back on it!) the fundamental choice that each person must make between faith and atheism--whether to believe in the wonderful impossible, or to settle for the believable mundane. The allure of mythology comes into it, and the whole thing is sort of couched in terms of storytelling--which is more true, the better story, or the more believable one? I think it's no coincidence that sacred scripture is full of stories, rather than just advice or instruction. Stories help us to find the truth of the world that's hidden by our everyday concerns, and by mundane appearances.

...Heh. Or not! ;P My, that Trish is certainly philosophizing today.... ^___^
A big, big YES to all this. Reminds me of a C.S. Lewis quote I just came across:

"Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become."

I read pretty exclusively three genres: Fantasy, SciFi (and they are different, no matter that they usually get squashed together), and Mystery. Mystery, or at least the type of mysteries I read, is the playing out of justice on paper: the reader knows that the bad guy is going to get caught and punished, and spends the whole book eagerly waiting for that to happen. This is an exploration of the world as it ought to be, at least in respect to the pursuit and execution of justice. Fantasy is the exploration of the (sometimes wonderful, sometimes awful) impossible, and SciFi that of the distantly (or sometimes nearly) possible.

I'd never really thought before about why I read these sorts of stories. Hm. I do read other things, of course, but these are what I keep coming back to. Do you find similar sorts of trends in what you read?
Absolutely!! And for much of my life I've wondered why I prefer to read only those same three genres. At least part of it, I'm sure, is that I can trust those stories to nearly always give me what I need from fiction: not a mirror of everyday life, but High Adventure.

Which sounds like a frivolous thing, but totally isn't. Because High Adventure is about morality and loyalty and bravery, about all of the things that are infinitely more important than the price of bread at WalMart vs. Wegman's, or whether the bathroom hamper can hold one more day's worth of laundry before it needs to be emptied. And I'm not saying that there's no place for ideals in everyday life--I'm saying that the exigencies of here and now can so easily obscure the fact that life is all about virtue and truth and beauty, and the struggle against evil. I need that constant reminder, and I crave it...and I think it's wonderfully affirming to see that ah, yes, here is someone who sees that about life, and he's put it into words so I can see it more clearly too. It's such a blessing when an author can do that--and, truly, a colossal shame when an author can only assert a view of the world that's just bleak or shallow, with no serious consideration of the ideals. But as you point out, sci-fi, fantasy, and mystery stories have almost an innate tendency to reference the bigger moral picture and to place value in it, even when the author doesn't entirely trust in the power of good to prevail.
Oh, you have put this so well that I've spent a week trying to formulate a response, and find I must fall back on: truly, truly. You should write about this somewhere other than my comments section, somewhere other people might read it.