is there any way I can have a war with trees and not invoke Sauron or Orson Scott Card?
They were probably influenced by the fighting trees of Oz.
Mal: If anyone gets nosy, just, you know... shoot 'em. Zoe: Shoot 'em? Mal: Politely.
'Serenity'
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
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Ginger - Apr 20, 2011 2:53:01 pm PDT #4309 of 6690
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Typo Boy - Apr 20, 2011 3:13:04 pm PDT #4310 of 6690
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
MacBeth Birnham woods. Also Celtic mythology though I'm a bit vague as to where. (Come to think of it if it is LOTR it is probably Celtic or Germanic myth.) So you can just go pre-Tolkein and find the source myth.
hippocampus - Apr 20, 2011 3:18:20 pm PDT #4311 of 6690
not your mom's socks.
You guys rock. I'd forgotten.
Er, Shakespeare. Not you.
Connie Neil - Apr 20, 2011 3:19:06 pm PDT #4312 of 6690
brillig
Didn't Robert Graves have something on the war of the trees?
Holli - Apr 22, 2011 12:40:36 pm PDT #4313 of 6690
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore
Typo, you made me write this:
“This is the thing you have to understand,” my ghost tells me. He might wave a hand to punctuate it; he is hard to see, the mere suggestion of a shape against the light through the curtains. “The dead are selfish. We want what we want, and we can’t see much beyond that.”
I know this already, of course. He’s told me the same thing, many times. But ghosts forget so easily.
When you press to hard with a pen, you leave an imprint on the sheet of paper beneath your writing. It’s hard to make out sometimes, hard to work out what the words were, but if you know the trick you can decipher whatever it was the writer had to say. Sometimes I think ghosts are like those blank sheets of paper, impressed faintly with the lines and grooves of the lives they lived. And I’m the girl who does the charcoal rubbings.
Ghosts can’t do much, in the living world. They can move small things, sometimes, with time and effort-- a falling leaf, perhaps, or a Ping-Pong ball. When I was sixteen I won the lottery; a ghost had advised me to buy the ticket. I have the money invested wisely, safely. It will last me the rest of my life. Like I said: ghosts are selfish. They wanted me free to listen to them, and so they made it happen.
I suspect it will end up a short story. Not sure what the plot will be, yet.
Typo Boy - Apr 22, 2011 12:42:29 pm PDT #4314 of 6690
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Holli, I really like what you have so far.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Apr 22, 2011 12:55:18 pm PDT #4315 of 6690
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Holli, I love these two sentences in particular:
Sometimes I think ghosts are like those blank sheets of paper, impressed faintly with the lines and grooves of the lives they lived. And I’m the girl who does the charcoal rubbings.
Polter-Cow - Apr 22, 2011 1:35:39 pm PDT #4316 of 6690
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Me too.
Scrappy - Apr 22, 2011 1:44:59 pm PDT #4317 of 6690
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Moi aussi.
Amy - Apr 22, 2011 2:33:13 pm PDT #4318 of 6690
Because books.
That's fantastic, Holli. This gave me a good chill:
They wanted me free to listen to them