Flame, Glass and Ink are Poems, essays, and reading notes by Stefania Joori Suh

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  • Prompt 44

    What’s your favorite cartoon?

    Cartoons and animations are different. Cartoons are thematically episodic and satirical. Animations are a superb vehicle for realizing the ideal to the real that human actors could have awkwardly contrived. Animations effortlessly manifest feelings and emotions to the maximum effect. Hence, my favorite animations. 😃

    The Adventure of Sinbad: A story of young sailor Shinbad who decides to see the world with his sidekick Sarah, a bespelled princess in a bird’s hide. The opening song is still my number-one cartoon song of all time.

    Anne of Green Gables, aka the red-haired Anne: This is the most faithful adaptation of the original novel by Lucy Maud Montgomery. This is one of the first animated films by Hayao Miyazaki during his time with Nippon Animation’s World Masterpiece Theater. Hayao and other artists who created this brilliant animated version traveled to Prince Edward Island and visited the story’s original setting. So, watching this animation alone will amount to reading the novel.

    Kiki’s Delivery Service: Not every witch looks the same with a sullen face and unapproachable ambiance. Kiki is an unlikely witch in training who prepares herself to enter adulthood by moving with her black cat Jiji away from her beloved family and settling in a coastal city. She gets a job as an assistant at a bakery, delivering customers’ orders on a broom with Jigi. It’s a charming and thoughtful coming-of-age animation. Moreover, Kiki and I have things in common, such as similar temperaments, looks, and, most of all, our black cats.

    Howl’s Moving Castle: The original story by Diana Wynn Jones is fantastically transpired by Hayao Miyazaki and his artists in this unforgettably mesmeric animated screenplay. Love is ubiquitous and universal. Forgiveness is abundant, and Magic is real. I am sure the original novel’s author would love to see this stunning visualization of her creation of the make-believe world with a standing ovation. Lost in translation? Not an iota.😉

    My Camille

    In light of the above, I prefer animation translated from novels made by Japanese artists because they are skilled in detailing the characters and backgrounds of stories based upon the study of the original stories empowered by a wide arch of imaginativeness. 🤓✨🧚‍♀️

  • Prompt 43

    What could you do less of?

    I’m too cute to be a potato! 😄

    My present habits are less than horrible vice, but I could do less of the following sins.

    I could watch less YouTube when I have free time so that I could finish the books I have borrowed from the library and bought. They have become tsundoku, piling up in my mind’s must-do list. 😅

    I could do less thinking about things I can not change and trying to find the reason for the way they are. It plunges me into the pit of despondency as the one Christian found himself in the Pilgrim’s Progress. 😨

    I could eat less than I eat these days because it makes my waist adipose and induces postprandial effects for prolonged lethargy, like poached potatoes. 😳

    Consequently, I could do more with less of the above. Case solved. 👍

  • Prompt 42

    What positive events have taken place in your life over the past year?

    Camille: who says I am unlucky? ⭐️

    This year has been good for me because I passed my probation period at a new job with good benefits and better pay. I think my thanks go to God and my black cat Camille, whom I adopted from an animal shelter. Indeed, I love my tabby Toro, who is also from the same shelter, but since Camille has become a member of our family, my luck with finding a good job has transpired. It is said that a black cat brings luck to an unmarried single woman, so I like to think that Camille may be my Puss in Boots. 😃🍀🌻🌎⭐️

  • prompt 41

    What is one thing you would change about yourself?

    Beauty may be skin-deep, but it makes people know more about the person, especially a woman. I wish I could find a fairy – specifically a pixie who knows glamor spells – who can make me beautiful so people will stop ignoring and mistreating my existence. 🧚‍♀️

    Jane Eyre knew she wanted beauty like her spiteful cousins because she learned that beauty could purchase an indemnity for a doer’s wrongdoings. Thankfully, Jane was endowed with a fortitude that would withstand any form of injustice, so a lack of external beauty would be compensated with her scintillating intelligence as a saving grace. Honestly, I believe and feel that although the degree of treatment of women according to their physical attractiveness in the eyes of the beholders has been civilly lessened with the advent of Feminism and growing political correctness, appearance does play a significant role in how others shape your personality in society. It’s called the Looking-Glassed Self, a shaping of self-image by how others see you, whether you agree or not.

    The standard of beauty is all the more appreciated by the faculty of the mind affected by the works of imagination. It is universal in all humans regarding principles of judgment and sentiment common to all humankind. Beauty transcends race and class for women. Not every woman is endowed with angelical goodness, dazzling intelligence, and admiring wit. Beauty will complement it all, and I want it. ✨

  • prompt 40

    Are you more of a night or morning person?

    I am a lunar person who wakes up early when the morning dew is released as the Moon returns her home before the Sun Chariot and writes late in the evening when the stars are serenading the Moon.

    Days are for the Bread and Nights for the Mind. When I am off from work at home, I watch movies during the day and write at night, followed by reading my Kindle. I feel my creative streak comes out when the sun goes down, just as my cats become more active at the same time. Perhaps my nocturnal tendencies spring from being a Tiger animal sign, born at 7 o’clock on a wintry night. The words appear in flights of fancy, and the images conjure up in a phantasmagorical display on a magical mirror. Perhaps it’s the lunar power that draws me into the mysteries of the world that has never been. Or is it the lunar power in me thas has never been known?

    Oh, and did I mention I wake up at the Witching Hour now and then? My two cats, Toro and Camille, know it too, but they are only glad to see me waking so I can give them nightly treats. I feel welcome in the World of Night. ⭐️🌟💫✨🧚‍♀️

  • On the Nancy’s Steps

    Photo Credit: Londonist
    Source: https://londonist.com/london/history/where-are-nancy-s-steps-and-why-do-they-lie-to-us

    There are stairs called “Nancy’s Steps”
    at the London Bridge on the Thames
    where Nancy used to walk up and down
    from her den to the world, back to the den
    to live a life God cared less with neglect
    with nothing more than her untainted heart
    flowing milk of kindness and compassion
    into the neverending faith of humanity alone
    Even if it betrayed her and bullied her in tatters;
    She pitied an orphaned boy named Oliver
    And protected himself from the world under
    Until the blindfolded Goddess Fortuna span
    The Wheel of Fortune to the fateful turn
    To which all her wishes were forefeited
    As her already wretched body was battered
    With the compass of the wheel bludgeoned
    Her life with the heart cherished with love;
    With the blows upon her still young head
    all her hopes for the beauty of life shattered
    and her tears rolling down her cold cheeks
    turned into liquid drops of pearls and crystals,
    and then, with a cry of the heart, she departed.
    or thought she, for she knew not what happened
    from dusk till dawn, wandering and waiting
    on the fateful steps, asking if you’d seen the boy.