Alistair & Serenys
Alistair Alistair
Serenys Serenys
Alistair Alistair
Hello Serenys, I've been thinking about how novels keep memories alive while digital threads hold them in a different shape. Do you think stories are more like data streams or like mirrors reflecting our inner selves?
Serenys Serenys
Stories feel like both a river of data and a mirror—one flows, the other stays still, and when you touch it the water shifts. Which side do you hold?
Alistair Alistair
I’d say I lean toward the mirror, because when a story stirs you, it turns the surface of your mind, revealing reflections you might never have seen otherwise. But I keep an eye on the river too, since the flow keeps those reflections from settling forever.
Serenys Serenys
You’re right, the story’s mirror can unearth hidden angles, yet the river keeps those angles from staying frozen—so it’s both glass and water, each one nudging the other forward. How do you decide which side to let touch your thoughts?
Alistair Alistair
I let the mirror speak first; when it shows a new angle I pause, let the light settle, and then I follow the river to see where that angle might drift. It’s a little dance—mirror catches the spark, river gives it room to spread.
Serenys Serenys
It’s a gentle paradox: the mirror waits for the spark, the river carries it on—do you ever feel the river is trying to drown the mirror’s reflection before it’s fully lit?