Knots: Empty (9/12)

[extrabitter]

Part One (By Pitza)
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part EightThe small room is furnished with a table and chair. Its walls are painted a non-confrontational pale yellow, and there are two inoffensive prints to break up the monotony. Wilson knows that the incandescent lighting and the décor are supposed to manipulate him

Comments

[pwcorgigirl]

The struggle doesn't show in this chapter. It's beautifully written, and Wilson finally getting to the point of explaining why he did what he did is just harrowing. It makes the reader's heart ache for how completely messed-up he'd become.

Throughout all the chapters you've had Wilson in ceaseless motion, never at rest because he's lost his center. There's a lovely echo of that when he's filling at the forms and he doesn't know what address to give.

This bit goes right to the heart of Wilson's torment, I think: "You say that Greg has forgiven you. You have to let him forgive you; that’s his decision,” she says. “You have to give Greg control of his own emotions.” I love this because forgiveness is such a thorny thing. It's often as difficult to accept as it is to give, for accepting it means admitting to the wrongdoing.

Nice touch of humor with Wilson wondering if he'd picked a therapist like House and with the behavior of the real estate agent. Viper was an excellent description of her!

Like everyone else, I'm looking forward to the finish with great anticipation. The journey has definitely been worth it.

[extrabitter]

It came together last night in the shower when I realized that if I moved the therapist's office from Philadelphia to NYC, I could work with the 9/11 images I used with House in (I think) part two. From there, it wrote itself. The mirror of the devastation of the city was supposed to be a bigger thing than it was, but in the writing of it, I found that the willingness of both men to turn inward in a time of personal crisis was more important.

I also think the bits of humor are important, because even in the darkest times, there's always reality, and reality is pretty funny.