Literature creates a world with its own internal logic...Can you simply "arrive" - dear Reader - with the sole purpose of imposing your outside logic on that imaginative world - without at any stage attempting to immerse yourself in a world and a logic that is - in part - unfamiliar to you? The question is to be asked internally - from within - what do the characters hope for or aspire to, amid the parameters defined by their world? What do they seek to do with their limited freedom? How real or illusory are the obstacles they encounter? And are their choices understandable?
I have spent much of my early life in the suburbs and after a brief stint in the big city - with its noise, crowding and cramped spaces, I find myself immersed again in this familiar realm - an environment that seems part of my destiny. I've always thoughts of the suburbs as a place meant for children - where children can feel safe and protected - with non-busy streets and clean sidewalks - room to ride one's bike or go door-to-door selling cookies. To consider how many of our early impressions and sensations were spawned by this largely artificial world...How different such a milieu is from other places on earth, war zones, rain forests, Siberian outposts, tiny mountaintop villages or large sprawling mazes of high rise apartments in vertically-inclined mega metropolises...The suburbs are a place where a definite order and routine can be imposed...where regularity is king... lawns get mowed on time, shrubs are trimmed, garbage bins are placed at the curb and returned to thei...
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