A while back I read a book, which hooked me in right from
the very first page. I was reading the prologue and after two pages of it, I
was like WOW; I have never read anything so beautiful. A book’s prologue is the
first thing that tells me for sure whether or not I am going to like it. For me
a prologue is the first few pages of description that sets the tone and mood
for the entire book. If we go for a formal definition then,
A prologue (Greek πρόλογος prologos, from the word pro (before) and lógos, word) is an opening to a story
that establishes the setting and gives background details, often some earlier
story that ties into the main one, and other miscellaneous information. The importance
of the prologue in Greek drama was very great; it sometimes almost took the
place of a romance, to which, or to an episode in which, the play itself
succeeded.
[From Wikipedia.com]
Here, read this one; it’s my favourite
prologue till date…
One Week Girlfriend by Monica
Murphy
Day
6
Too
caught up.
Those three little words ring through my head over and over. The perfection description of how
I’m
feeling at this very moment. Too caught up in your sweet, heartbreaking words,
in your strong,
capable
arms and in your warm, soft lips. I’m too caught up in this…pretend life I’m so
completely
submersed
in.
And you know what? I like it. I love it. Even though I know deep down inside, it’s fake. That
the way
you talk to me, look at me, touch me. Kiss me…is all for show. I’m some sort of
protection
for you
but I don’t care. I want it.
I want
you… [click here]
In the same way a prologue shows what happens
before the main story begins, an epilogue is a separate section showing events
that happen later. It may jump ahead months or even years, and will give extra
insight into the characters’ lives. Not every story needs an epilogue, but it
can be useful to give the story closure. Or if the author is planning a sequel,
it can set the tone and plot for that.
Formally, an epilogue is defined as
An epilogue is a piece of writing at the end of a
work of literature, usually used to bring closure to the work. It is presented
from the perspective of within the story; when the author steps in and speaks
indirectly to the reader that is more properly considered an afterword. An epilogue is a final chapter at the end of a story that often serves to reveal the fates of the characters. Some epilogues may feature scenes only tangentially related to the
subject of the story. They can be used to hint at a sequel or wrap up all the
loose ends.
As amazing as the prologue is for “One week Girlfriend”, its
epilogue is equally beautiful. Take a look at this…
A
new week, a new life
Fable
Dear
Fable,
My
worst enemy is behind me because of you.
And
there’s still a lot left for me to explain.
Right
now, all I can think about is you.
So
many things in my life confuse me and…
Hurt
me—except you.
Maybe
we can be together again someday.
All
I really want is you, but I can’t do this now.
Losing
you will be the hardest thing I’ve dealt with yet.
Loving
you might be a mistake. Drawing you into my world will
Only
hurt you. And I refuse to do that.
Will
you ever forgive me?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I
love you.
Drew
While I was searching more on this, on
some exceptional prologues and epilogues, I stumbled upon an amazing article on
the same topic. Titled “From Prologue to Epilogue” by Angie Dickens, it
provided me with great insight and thoughtfulness on the subject. As very
rightly said, the basic intention of a prologue and epilogue in a book is to
Bring
the Story Full Circle
There was a very amazing example given by her, keeping her own
book as the baseline. I am quoting her here, directly from her blog page.
Example
1- Situational- In the prologue, the
heroine, at four years old, hides and cries in the barn because
her BROKEN father finds out the sin of his wife. In the
epilogue, the heroine's four year old daughter runs to the barn in a game
of hide and seek, squealing and playing with her cousin, only to be coaxed out
by her own LOVING father and her redeemed mama.
Example 2- Figurative speech
In the prologue, the heroine's
mama's secret sin is buried deeper than "a harvest worth of crop", an
appropriate
analogy since the setting is a farm in rural Texas.
In the epilogue, the heroine's mama is redeemed, and her blessings are more abundant than "a harvest worth of crop."
analogy since the setting is a farm in rural Texas.
In the epilogue, the heroine's mama is redeemed, and her blessings are more abundant than "a harvest worth of crop."
*****
This is such a beautiful concept. I
often think about the link between endings and beginnings - I love reading a
book that creates a sense of resonance.
I like the idea of connecting the two.
I also think that each book is different - in some cases Prologues and
epilogues add to the book, in other cases, not so much. People who claim to
'love' or 'hate' them are being a bit narrow... It's simply a case by case
thing.
I have so many amazing examples, to
share with you guys, but obviously I can’t write them all down. So here’s
another one of my favorites.
While It Lasts By Abbi Glines
Prologue
My Eva
Blue
The fact I’m writing this letter pains me
more than you could ever know. This isn’t something I ever want you to
read but I know that you deserve a goodbye. You deserve so much more than that
and God willing you will get the perfect life that we’ve spent hours together
daydreaming about.
I’ve loved you since the moment I looked into
those pretty blue eyes of yours. Even at five years old, I knew there’d never
be a girl that could take your place in my heart. No one would ever compare to
you. It would always be you for me, Eva Brooks.
Always. Please remember that, you were all that ever mattered to me. No
one else ever touched my heart the way you did. My life was marked with every
year I grew more and more in love with the wild, crazy, beautiful girl next-
door. I lived in awe that this perfect angel wanted me, that this amazing woman
would be my wife. The life we planned. The life we dreamed about was what kept
me going as long as I did.
I pray to God you never have to read this
letter. I want this to be a letter I pull out of my box one day for you to read
when we are old and gray. We can smile and realize how much we have to be
thankful for that this letter was never needed. But Eva, if you do receive this
letter from my mom one day, then know: I loved you until my last breath. You
were the only thing on my mind when I closed my eyes the last time. Our time
together was more perfect than anyone’s life should be. The life I lived was
heaven on Earth because I spent it with you.
One day you will heal. Life will go on for
you. Another guy will be lucky enough to find a place in your heart. When that
happens, love him. Move on. Live that life of happiness that you deserve. Know
that I loved you. Know that you made my life complete. But move on Eva. Love
again. Live your life.
Love,
Josh
Epilogue
Dear Josh,
Thank you for giving me the most amazing
memories. My life growing up was so full because you were in it. Having your
love and loving you was always just right. It made sense. You were my home.
When I was with you I knew everything would be okay.
You dried my tears for me when I was sad. You held my hand when we buried my mother. You made me laugh when the world seemed like it was falling apart. You were every special memory a girl could have. That first kiss will forever be embedded in my brain. It was as funny as it was sweet.
Our life together molded me into the woman I’ve become. I understand what it feels like to be loved and cherished because I had that with you. I never doubted my worth because you taught me I was worthy.
When you said that one day I would heal I
didn’t believe that was possible. Life couldn’t go one without my best friend.
There was no room for another guy in my heart. It turns out you were right. You
always were. I found him. He is incredible. He is nothing at all like I would
have planned. He doesn’t fit into a perfect package. He managed to wiggle into
my heart and take over before I knew what was happening. I found that happiness
you told me would come along. I’m going to go live that life. I’m sure it will
be a wilder ride than I ever imagined and I can’t wait to live it. He’s my home
now. I’ll always love you. I’ll never forget you. But this is my goodbye.
I wasn’t ready before to let you go. Now, I can move on. Your memory will live
on in my heart always.
Love,
Your Eva Blue ...[Click here to read complete epilogue]