Old stories have a habit of being told and retold and changed. Each subsequent storyteller puts his or her mark upon it. Whatever truth the story once had is buried in bias and embellishment. The reasons do not matter as much as the story itself.
Erin MorgensternHow are you managing to keep everyone from aging?โ Celia asks after a while. โVery carefully,โ Marco answers.
Erin MorgensternI do not like sitting idly by when something clearly isn't right. I feel... not trapped but something like it, and I don't know what to about.
Erin MorgensternThere is a movement happening, a quiet one. A low-profile, low-resolution revolution. Comprised of writers and dreamers, of guerrilla artists and thought-ninjas. Those with something to say. They communicate through text inscribed on true public spaces, rather than blogs and forums. Choosing fewer words, even without being bound by 140 character limits. Using ink instead of pixels. Sending messages in living, breathing space. Pens scream louder into the void. Even if permanent ink is not aptly named.
Erin Morgenstern