Dear Author,
To praise such a masterpiece that draws out vibrant colors using black and white letters, yet one must chastise the abstractness of things. The strokes of a setting serve to provide context, yet they transform into something else entirely— and we must analyze every single choice… yet! Is it truly the dear Author’s choice when we’ve all encountered such an age of teenage years? And all the symbols link into a huge web, and this I won’t complain as it serves the sheer complexity of the story in general. But the characters! The characters breathe their own air in their own world, and the Author writes down their interactions— it makes everything feel real. However, how would the author comprehend hidden thoughts behind the thin film of facial expression as to note the real motives, if only to record surface level things. It’s naturally logical to argue on the purpose of things, but us humans know even incentives can form several layers as oil added into water; does that make one less real? And perhaps looking into this letter you would feel a wisp of a student’s troubles, because our troubles are fog. If one asks to define fog, that would be impossible if we restrict the answer to one word instead of beautiful combinations of things. To wish, dear Author, you would bottle that wisp to feel the ambiguity of questions asking not for facts but an interpretation with only one correct answer. For even you might not control for the truths of your words… less qualifications for others. And all the troubles go to the students.
Most Sincerely,
A Reader
Author’s Note
This piece documents my exasperated expression (literally) when I found out that interpretation questions regarding books has only one accepted answer.
About Author
Jing Chen is a Chinese high schooler whose writing is guided by her emotions.
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