Random Fandom Shoutout—Artist: @laaminablackjok
My fangirling isn’t limited to my special needs community friend-os, y’all, it’s a very inclusive mindset when it comes to the things that make me go, “Squee!”
The piece below, drawn by @laaminablackjok from Twitter, features artwork inspired by Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s book, “The Little Prince,” and everyone’s favorite #BAMFM, Mark “Empire” Sheppard.
I absolutely fell in love with the drawing the moment it found its way onto my timeline.
— blackjoke (@laaminablackjok) October 25, 2018
“The Little Prince” is a story I loved when I was a kid.
Thanks to a babysitter’s awesome cable TV hookup, I first discovered the Little Prince’s universe through an animated series that ran back in the early 80s. Memories of watching it are a bit piece-y (I’m pretty sure I was supposed to be napping during said viewings), but I mostly recall the residual vibe: a sort of sweet melancholy.
Although I know I read it years later in grade school, “The Little Prince” as a book was mostly a long-forgotten memory until earlier this year when I heard Sheppard mention it during a convention panel.
I decided to re-visit the story a couple of months ago.
I picked up the book at my local library on a whim, thinking I’d do some lighter reading on account of the intensely scary medical stuff K had coming up. That night I nestled down into my bed with the book, ready to reclaim some childhood magic. As I began turning through the pages, faint memories whispered back to me from the illustrations.
Guys… I bawled my f***ing eyes out. We’re talking lip-quivering sobs with a snotty-nose kicker. I kept thinking to myself, Man, I hope The Husband doesn’t wake up. Please, don’t wake up. I will NEVER hear the end of it if he wakes up and catches me crying over a kid’s book. He did not. **Thank you, Universe, for small favors.**
Has Parenting Made Me Soft?
I don’t remember crying over the story when I was a kid. As I said, it had left me with an impression that it was a sad and sweet little story, but I don’t recall crying. Perhaps I was just too young to appreciate the wisdom penned in those pages? Perhaps it took some hard-won real-life experience for me to pick up what Antoine de Saint-Exupery was putting down? Or perhaps all the scary medical mojo with my kid has turned me into a big ol’ sensitive sucker? I suppose those notions aren’t necessarily mutually exclusive to each other. Hm.
Parents: What (if any) effect has being a parent had on the way you react/interpret stories (for the first time, or on a re-visit)?
Non-parental units: What stories did you love as a child? Have you re-read them as an adult? If you’ve re-read, did you notice a difference in what you took away from the story?
People just here for the Sheppard art: Go check out @laaminablackjok’s Twitter and giver her a follow! She has TONS of fabulous pieces there. #GoodStuff.
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