This is your idea of a feel-good story? An interesting village character reduced to muted drug addict?
I had to look up "piskies."
They were just desperate was all.
Desperate to be zombies? What did they talk about during the hour and a half? I'd rather live with piskies and let them lead me out to get lost in the moors. I love the moors. Is gorse edible?
She said she had a Wicca certificate and had attended several certified sabbaths, but in reality they all knew that she was just a sad, old hippie.
I used to know her! She was revered among the more erudite of the zombies.
It's a good story. Lots to chew on.
Maybe I am not as capable of the feel-good genre as I thought I was.
It is a bit like the Norwegian children's book, Karius and Baktus. Its about two little bacteria who lives in the mouth of a boy called Jens. So even though it was sort of a moral story about how to keep your teeth clean and the two rascals has to endure first the toothbrush and then the dentist, the children often identified with the tooth trolls instead of the boy, Jens. Karius and Baktus were originally washed out in the pipes, but it was changed so that they ended up on a raft that floated out to sea, because there were some children who simply didn't want to brush their teeth any more. I was one of those children who liked the wonderfully anarchists bandits in the mouth and didn't care much for the boy.
I guess I was never really on the villagers side anyway. Come to think of it I stink at feel good.
I stink at believing anything I've been relentlessly told, medically, especially by dentists. I just love that the story backfired and the "bad" guys had to be rescued so that kids would still want to brush their teeth! While I like my teeth clean at times, I would not be surprised to someday learn that excessive brushing (three or more times a day) is in fact bad for our teeth. Maybe it will be a question that shows up on dating sites "how many times a day do you brush your teeth?" so folks can weed out the weirdos who do it too often.
What you don't stink at is writing fabulously coherent stories that are original, quirky, and sometimes downright weird. I love them.
Thanks :) Good to know that I am not an overall stinker!
Being a sceptic is useful in life, but does give you a lot of resistance. The collective we-know-how is strong. My wife calls the special female version consensus hell.
"She simply can't wear those shoes. She simply can't bring up her children like that." "she didn't say that!"
Young mothers are the worst.
Haha, I call that the matron dignity. I've know girls that were cocaine sniffing party freaks, then 10 month later suddenly the epitome of 40,000 years of deep, female experience and Victorian morals experts. It hits hard and sudden as soon as you get pregnant.
Not all of course. I've known a few who took the experience a bit more meekly, and had it in them to experiment with the new status quo for example by listening to what the father of the child had to say.
I like to think I was one of those, but that just turned the other mothers into jackals, and made my husband afraid to say anything at all. I was always looking to others for the right way to do things. I made a lot of mistakes doing that. Schooling, and whether or not your child can perform at that level (low bar there, those who can squelch themselves almost entirely are seen as successful), has a whole lot to do with what others think of your parenting. I wish I had home schooled now. And stayed away from doctors. That's another place we are judged, by doctors. So friends, doctors, and school personnel tell us what to do and we are expected to ignore any red flags that come up in ourselves. Oh dear you've gotten me going.
But... maybe Lily and big talker actually was better off leaving the villagers to themselves. I guess that was the line of thoughts I was having when I added the feel good intro.