Do you remember when you were a kid and the world around you could be manipulated into anything you dreamed of? Your mind was like a castle building, chimera fighting, back to the future traveling device.
It takes me back to one of my favorite childhood books, The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery. Reading the very first chapter can sum up what I'm trying to describe. In the story the Narrator describes himself as a young boy. He reads that when a boa constrictor swallows their prey it must hibernate for six months in order to digest it. The boy was astonished by this fact and proceeded to draw a snake swallowing an elephant, it was simply named "Drawing Number One." When presented to grown-ups they didn't see a snake at all, they thought the drawing was supposed to be of a hat.
Where in our life do we completely lose our childhood imagination? As the years press on it slips away unnoticed. We begin to look at objects for only what's on the outside and then we simply discard it into the back of our mind. In our society the easiest way to expand our imagination and overcome this change of life is through literature. That's why it is my goal to spark people's imaginations, cast a flow of wonder and difference through the veins of those who read my stories.
Written by Conrad Smith - 10/01/07
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