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Self-insert and Mary-sue-ismI know a lot of people is very weary about Mary sue's and probably self-inserts into fan fics or whatever. I myself is not quite a fan of Mary-sues'. But self-inserts are not quite as bad as it may seem to be. Here are some reasons why I feel this way.
You see, Mary-sues' are characters written from the author or are the author that have a wish-fulfillment fantasy put into their story. A lot of people find this annoying, and loathsome, for the stories are unrealistic and impractical; always getting what the author wants and desires, instead of trying to identify with the reader. You see miss Mary-sue always happy and chirpy, skipping around in a meadow with birds singing and deer's around her, being petted by her lovely-dovey hands. Or maybe a Mary-sue who always saves the day, having secondary characters bowing at her feet, wanting her attention, getting all the hottest guy she like and wants. Also notice that she has no flaws. Yep, pretty, attractive, perfect, Mary-sue. This really a
Beauty...where does it shine?
In your heart? Or in you mind?
Just as a flower blooms in the remorseful shade,
So does its beauty never fades away.
You are beautiful, inside and out,
Don't let the evil tongues hinder you from finding out.
True beauty comes from within, not by mere appearances,
And sometimes what you see, is not always what you get.
Kindness and patience are precious keys that can open wonders,
Unkindness and spitefulness will only leave you locked in a cavern of fools gold.
The eyes might trick the soul, but the soul knows what it needs,
A true friend that is genuine and full of incomparable glee...
Trapped In My Despair...
Sadness...why have your ugly head appear before me...?
Now there is nothing but corruption in my soul that dwells within me,
Corruption that hardens and hardens, fatigue that just won't leave my mind,
The opposite of happiness should not be and its cause should not remain,
If only I could reach for that sparkle of shine will then this agitation go away...
Happiness...joy...love...where have you gone?
I'm stuck in this damp cold hole of woe...
My savior...where did you go?
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