That'd be cool.
Everybody plays each other. That's all anybody ever does. We play parts.
Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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§ ita § - May 23, 2005 1:44:29 pm PDT #2307 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
SailAweigh - May 23, 2005 1:49:42 pm PDT #2308 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Hissy Fit
I come into the condo and he’s lying on the rug by the TV. Instead of his usual boneless sprawl along the top of the ottoman waiting for my feet to line themselves up with his back and his tummy to give them a good rub, he’s got his legs tucked under him--square and compact. He won’t look at me and his ears are flattened, pointing away from each other. There’s nothing I can say that he wants to hear, right now. Angry at Tanner, Tucker mopes passive-aggressively in the corner, unwilling to be comforted by a sympathetic hand.
deborah grabien - May 23, 2005 1:49:55 pm PDT #2309 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Done.
I'll turf it over around mid-week. Also, may ask for a couple of pointers on how you'd personally deal with, say, the pissy and threatening boyfriend of a girl who'd just filed a paternity suit against, oh, say, a superstar frontman.
But I'm not at that point in the book yet.
§ ita § - May 23, 2005 4:48:34 pm PDT #2310 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I will ponder on the matter, Deb.
In the meanwhile more words on no words:
They say that two samurai can duel without drawing either blood or swords. Their battle-seasoned minds can read the scene, process all its potential, and honour forces the loser to admit defeat without engagement.
The curl of grass underneath a foot, the swirl of dust settling around his opponent, the rhythm of breaths, sweat glistening in the sun - all these things indicate the outcome.
It ends, one victorious, never touching.
Is this what happens when our eyes meet? Do you even know I challenge, or do you just wait until I cloak myself in shame and weakness and step aside?
Polter-Cow - May 23, 2005 4:50:00 pm PDT #2311 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Damn. Nice, ita.
deborah grabien - May 23, 2005 5:04:38 pm PDT #2312 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
ita, that's one beautiful silent language, there.
I have about twelve of these, but right now, everything's going into R&RNF. Everything.
As noted elsewhere in my universe, this is creative priapism.
deborah grabien - May 23, 2005 5:28:57 pm PDT #2313 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
OH! And almost forgot. Remember the 44 Clowns of the Apocalypse?
From Jay Lake today, official confirmation. I'm in. So is Laura Anne Gilman. No word on whether edits are wanted.
Steph L. - May 23, 2005 5:34:26 pm PDT #2314 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
Deb! Excellent!!!
Beverly - May 23, 2005 5:35:22 pm PDT #2315 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Yay on clowns, Deb!
Sail, I love that. Poor kitty. I know just how he feels.
ita, both of yours were from an unexpected POV, and illuminating.
Susan W. - May 23, 2005 5:41:51 pm PDT #2316 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Hurrah for apocalyptic clowns!
Oh, and I think I figured out how to fix Lucy's story and make it something marketable. I had a burst of inspiration in the produce aisle yesterday. Not that my inspiration had anything to do with vegetables, I must hasten to add. Just that something about grocery stores (and showers) helps me think. Ima finish Anna's story first and then go back to it, but the two stories tie together very nicely--wouldn't it be great to have two linked books to sell?