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Fic talk (brief)
Yes, yes, I know everyone was into FMA years ago and I'm a sad johnny-come-lately. No matter. I now understand what this story is about and I'm all snerf snerf weep over it.
And this one does an enviably neat job of bringing dream fluidity into a light-of-day narrative.
I shall mention that before I had to do the consumptive on a sofa routine I was writing a story, and in this story Gouen was flying above the ocean looking for something, and what he saw was a white arm floating in the water below him. I had no idea why a white arm; or rather, I knew the white arm came from The King Must Die, a nasty detail following an eruption on some island, but I had no idea why it was in my story. When I tried to find something not so nasty for Gouen to see I couldn't think of anything, so shou ga nai he sees a white arm, and I wrote on thinking 'I'll change it later when I've got more done." And then the story did a fish-flip as stories will and I realized why it was a white arm: or at least, realized that the white arm worked to an unplanned but very satisfying purpose. And I thought Screw me but I've got a brilliant subconscious. Or ratpack memory, whichever.
Because somehow I think the white arm was somewhere in The White Goddess: but I read that when I was 18, understood none of it, and remember even less. Maybe if I keep on writing, now that I'm allowed to have both feet on the floor again, the white goddess reference will come back as well. Only- well, I'm also on my second round of antibiotics and wiped by two hours' work, so this is all for laters.
And this one does an enviably neat job of bringing dream fluidity into a light-of-day narrative.
I shall mention that before I had to do the consumptive on a sofa routine I was writing a story, and in this story Gouen was flying above the ocean looking for something, and what he saw was a white arm floating in the water below him. I had no idea why a white arm; or rather, I knew the white arm came from The King Must Die, a nasty detail following an eruption on some island, but I had no idea why it was in my story. When I tried to find something not so nasty for Gouen to see I couldn't think of anything, so shou ga nai he sees a white arm, and I wrote on thinking 'I'll change it later when I've got more done." And then the story did a fish-flip as stories will and I realized why it was a white arm: or at least, realized that the white arm worked to an unplanned but very satisfying purpose. And I thought Screw me but I've got a brilliant subconscious. Or ratpack memory, whichever.
Because somehow I think the white arm was somewhere in The White Goddess: but I read that when I was 18, understood none of it, and remember even less. Maybe if I keep on writing, now that I'm allowed to have both feet on the floor again, the white goddess reference will come back as well. Only- well, I'm also on my second round of antibiotics and wiped by two hours' work, so this is all for laters.
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