Throwback Thursday Thrillers- Weeping Angels

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The Mausoleum Scriptures’ Throwback Thursday special, written by a tiny ten year old Tyler Turner. Inspired by the weeping angels of Doctor Who and unedited (bar from the odd spelling correction) since it was written circa 2007. 

(Below – the original, unedited framed print with terrible spelling mistakes and misused words.)

12584170_555388204625233_33955982_nWretched souls trapped in bloodless stone.

Empty as a cold, lifeless room.

Emotionless eyes, stiff and still.

Paralysed by none blinking eyes.

Immortal since the dawn of time.

Noticed from every angle.

Gruesome things their powers do.

Absorbing people to the past.

Noiseless, but are heard loud and clear.

Grimy teeth, jagged and fierce.

Elegant, but deadly and scornful.

Lanky robes upon the colour-drained stone.

Sinister as your nightmare creatures.

By Tyler Turner

(Featured image taken from tardis.wikia.com)

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Pray-Ground

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Originally written for an English Language AS Level piece, this is the most recently updated version of Tyler Turner’s original short story ‘Pray-Ground‘.

Shane, shrouded in trepidation, drank in the scene around him with reluctant awe. A sea of pews stretched out before his eyes, supporting masses of hollowed out human corpses all praying to a God that could no longer save them.

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Proceeding the dawning of the apocalypse, the world had morphed into one titanic battle ground. Humans, now in their minority, had resorted to primitive methods of survival. Men who were once valued by society now scavenged the streets like rodents, and children were mothered by squalor and disease. For many, crime was the new deity; something they turned to in times of doubt and despair.

People were disappearing in their dozens. The authorities didn’t act on the reports as they saw it as fewer…

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Explore the Presentation of Parental love in Morning Song by Sylvia Plath and Timer by Tony Harrison.

One of the few essays to have survived since my days in A Level English Literature. I hope to find/do some more of these soon because it’s easy to forget how enjoyable they are when you’re used to writing them in a stressful environment. 

Both Morning Song and Timer are confessional poems. One is addressed to a new born baby and the other to a recently deceased parent; showing that the speakers were not expecting a response from them and could speak freely and in a confessional way, without romanticising the themes of motherhood and death.

A reference to the noun ‘gold’ is made in both the poems, which has connotations of preciousness. In Morning Song it is used metaphorically in the phrase ‘a fat gold watch’ which implies that the mother is excited for the arrival of her baby, as the ‘watch’ is symbolic of time and waiting. In Timer, ‘gold’ is used to reference his mother’s wedding ring in the line ‘gold survives the fire that’s hot enough.’ The verb ‘survives’ personifies the object, creating a sense of strength that could be symbolic of their mother/son relationship or even the strength of his parents’ marriage.

Both poems reference the idea of nudity and baldness, which strips down the mother/child relationship to its most basic form. For example, in Timer Harrison mentions an ‘envelope of course official buff’ which is a colloquial way of referring to governmental documents concerning his mother’s death, but it could be ambiguous and refer to nudity as ‘buff’ is a colloquialism for that also. This could show that their relationship has been laid bare once again and has returned back to its original state, like it was when the speaker was first born as death is considered the ultimate leveller. In Morning Song, Plath uses synaesthesia with the phrase ‘bald cry’ which could be a way of saying that the cry is something new, something raw and naked like the baby itself. It could also reference their relationship and how it is so far blank and bare, something to be established and filled in.

Maternal imagery is created in the two pieces with reference to clothing and feminine features. In Timer the speaker creates maternal imagery by listing his mother’s clothing, ‘a cardy, apron, pants, bra, dress-’. The noun ‘cardy’ is a colloquialism, and is a feminine word choice which suggests that the speaker may have acquired that word through listening to his mother speak. This creates a comforting image of familiarity, whereas Plath uses the same technique for a different effect. The term ‘Victorian nightgown’ creates the image of a woman cloaked head to toe. It is a nonsexual image and is used to represent change (rather than familiarity) as she adapts to motherhood.

The idea of distance and disconnection is present in both poems. In Timer, the number ‘6-8-8-3-1’ is used to reference his dead mother, making it seem as though that in death she has been stripped of her identity and that his connection with her is lost. It is the opposite in Morning Song as the speaker is yet to establish a connection with her child. The line ‘I’m no more your mother than the cloud that distils a mirror’. The nouns ‘cloud’ and ‘wind’ (featured in the next stanza) create a semantic field of weather. The weather Plath chooses to focus on has negative connotation and is perhaps used to reflect her initial attitude towards her child.

In terms of graphology, Morning Song is structured in such a way that makes the lines look like the in-out breathing pattern of a baby. This could have been done to show the mother’s attention to her child, which links to the idea presented in stanza four with the line ‘a far sea moves in my ear’. This metaphor is used to symbolise the rhythmic breathing, and indicates a new interest in the baby on the mother’s part. In Timer the structure changes on the third stanza and becomes more disjointed and broken up, which could have been done to reflect the speaker’s emotions concerning his mother’s death. The single line ‘it’s on my warm palm now, your burnished ring!’ could have been placed on its own to symbolise that (like the line itself) the speaker now stands alone. The adjective ‘warm’ is used to contrast the idea of death as it shows that the speaker is very much alive. The exclamative creates the impression of excitement as the speaker realises that a piece of his mother has survived, and he is dependent on it as he is perhaps not ready to stand completely alone.

Both Morning Song and Timer present parental love but from different perspectives. Morning Song shows a mother welcoming her child into the world and establishing a connection whereas Timer shows a son wishing his mother goodbye and losing the connection. Despite this contrast, we see similar representations of motherhood, preciousness and adjusting to new situations throughout the two pieces.

The Curiosity Cabinet

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An original piece written by Tyler Turner

Molko speculated the cabinet with morbid fascination.

He drank in its gothic exterior; the raven-black oak doors were shrouded in a thick lining of dust, broken only by the intricately carved patterns that clung to it like cobwebs. Its grand glass panels were clouded cataracts, milky mixtures of filth and age that ensured no prying eye would see beyond those panes again. Two brass knobs jutted from its front, each unpolished and neglected of touch, encumbered with mystic engravings that seemed to speak a forgotten tongue.

Delicately, he allowed his fingers to tumble over it, leaving sleek tracks amid the dust. For years he had fantasised about the wonders concealed within. As a child, he would futilely strain his eye against the meagre crack that teasingly parted its doors in the hope of catching a glimpse of what lay inside. On many occasions…

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The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins – Review

Hawkins provides a skilfully crafted turn on the typical memory loss novel. Her method of telling the tale from three different points of view gives the reader an opportunity to explore the characters and draw up their own theories and opinions. Hawkins adopts the Emily Brontë style of presenting her characters as people to be either loathed or pitied, as in Wuthering Heights. Whether this was her intent or not, it is an impressive tactic that forces the reader to focus on the plot and treat everyone as a suspect rather than becoming too emotionally attached to anyone. It also means that for a large part of the novel, the reader can’t possibly have a strong genuine idea of what to expect.

Opening the story in an insignificant train carriage, written from the perspective of an insignificant alcoholic prying on the insignificant lives of the occupants of the houses she passes on her daily route makes the story feel very real, as if it could be us sat in that carriage instead of Rachael. Already the reader is provoked to continue reading, wondering how the plot could possibly progress and blossom from here.

There appears to be a strong male hold on the novel. Each woman’s male dependency leads to her ultimate downfall. Rachael’s crumbling marriage ends with her husband’s infidelity, and despite the divorce she is unable to let go of the adoration she feels for him, enticing her to drink even more heavily. Megan’s impulsive desire to run off with every man she meets gives a shocking insight to her character and evidently causes her more trauma than it’s worth. Anna is presented as a person who craves male attention. She enjoys the rush of an affair and revels in having married men’s eyes glued to her in the street. This male dependency is what links the three strikingly different women together, forming a strong basis for the novel.

Issues such as alcoholism, adultery and domestic abuse are explored in detail, which allows the reader to view them from a new and interesting perspective. Often disputed as sensitive topics, Hawkins’ tackles them head on, writing confidently and emotively. This stylish method of story-telling is enough to keep anyone up all night, twitching in anticipation as the final few chapters are reached while the rising sun creeps in through the curtains. It’s not surprising that it allegedly kept Stephen King awake throughout the night.

A very exhilarating build-up leads to a somewhat predictable grand reveal (at least for the seasoned mystery fanatic). The climax becomes less believable and almost tedious for those who had sussed the mystery long before that point, though it reaches a dark and somewhat disturbing conclusion, which is a refreshing contrast to the typical ‘happily ever after’ novels.

On the whole, Paula Hawkins delivers a very smooth and digestible read that oozes intelligence and sophistication. It is no wonder that The Girl on the Train is a best-seller.