Attention Paula! I have been coming the internet and have found some breath taking images of birds of prey and I was wondering if you would be interested in writing a poem specifically for the illustration that I am thinking of creating?
Today myself, Julia and Michael, one of Paula's good friends, have been reading a few of Paula's great writings from 'The Escape Collection' and wow! We thought they were supersonic, magnificent and very colourful and written in a way which makes one hunger to read more. As visual artists, we have spent the last couple of hours, researching images which have been inspired from reading Paula's works. We are very excited to create amazing artwork to accompany some of Ms. Glynn's literary masterpieces. Keep up the excellent work Paula Glynn! ! ! We can't wait to read your next adventures. Why write about the African jungle when you've got plenty of jungle around you! lol x
This is an example of a very good descriptive power of creative writing at its very best. It paints a very vivid picture of the grim prospect of hopelessness on the chaotic canvas of absurdidities found in existentialist school of literary thoughts.
But I wonder if there is no iota of ironic twist as an underlying factor to juxtapose hopelessness with the undertone of the inbuilt power of the human spirit known for its propensity as a bundle of possibilities. When the lord Jesus Christ was born, the pessimistic question was - 'Can anything good come out of Israel? ' But today, you and I know the answer to that question.
I really enjoyed this very touching poem, and I wish the writer could write more. I crave to know the rest of the character's grim story. Surely that could not be the end, for there is always a light at the end of every dark tunnel for every reawakened human spirit. I urge this writer to try her hands on short stories or possibly a novel. She has convinced me beyond every reasonable doubt that she can clinch a Booker Prize with her mastery of the descriptive intricacies of the human nature. Pls take a cue.
Spider, spider, on the wall, Spider, spider, don't you fall. Spider, spider, the most frightening of them all, Spider, spider, with your long black legs on the wall. Spider, spider, spin your web, Spider, spider, may my fear ebb.