Follow the Red Thread

Welcome to the very first post of My Little Red Thread!

I don't know why it is I always feel so compelled to write introductions, despite having done hundreds others before, but I never really tire of it.

I've made this blog because I feel the need to have a nifty little nook of my own on the internet to show off some interesting things I've procured, from antiques, childhood relics, artwork (by both myself and other artists), and anything else that I deem worthy of this blog. Not that I feel like it takes that much to earn a place on this site (insert sardonic laugh here). But, I'm confident that as long as I don't let this place acquire a thick layer of cyber dust, things will only get better/more interesting/etc, you get the point. Positivity.

My Little Red Thread is rather an odd name, I suppose. But like everything, there's a story behind it. Actually, in this case, there's an ancient Japanese legend, and a self published school project behind it too. The String of Fate comes from Japanese folklore, in which it is believed that those destined to be together have their pinky fingers tied by a thin red string from birth. I used a similar theme in my novel, How to be Extraordinary, in which a boy and a porcelain doll must escape a labyrinth to escape, well, Death. Their fate is tied to a red string. The more they live their lives, the longer it becomes. Once it's cut, their lives are over.

Essentially, to me, red thread just represents my endeavors, my past, my potential. But I'm only sixteen. That's only a tiny fraction of my life (well, let's hope), so my string is short. Little.

I hope you choose to follow my read thread.

(p.s. It's extremely likely How to be Extraordinary will get its own post, as there's so much rich material there to discuss - mostly about controversial things like religion, the afterlife, and human nature. Exciting stuff.)