Callahan - The Alien Slayers

[ianthraxx]

Do you remember what it was like to be you in Grade 3? I have hardly any memories of that time, but the memories I do have are fascinatingly specific, full of exact colour-patterns and spatial proportions my mind does not keep for more recent memories

Comments

Illya

[ianthraxx]

Most people think that guys like us don't/didn't put girls in our stories because we're sexist. However, I find that it is/was complete shyness that kept us away from those characters. Even Elevator Whore was born out of a complete abhorrence towards sexual assaulting women, but in a sense, an exploration of comfort for myself

Callahan - Response

[ianthraxx]

I completely agree with your explanation of a perceived sexism/homoeroticism (what?) in our stories. The root is shyness towards women, dating back to the earliest tales. 'Writing about your friends is fun, but if you write about friends that are girls, everyone is going to assume or realize that you secretly like them

Callahan - Response

[ianthraxx]

That's excellent.

I think there's something truly magical in the earnest unknowingness of stories by the very young. The energy is simple, the details are like distractions by shiny things, the idioms function even without the writer's awareness of their irony or style, and yet the whole thing sticks together according to the writer's own unexamined sense of drama and myth.

We have 'evolved'. We have 'matured'. But we have lost that.

Illya

[ianthraxx]

I honestly think the Sons still have that quality, Sir Callahan! Look at all the creations of the last couple of years:

Cawthraball Z
Quest for Condor
The House of Death
Adventures of Ian
Cawthra Quest

Our work is totally enriched in that kind of stuff, you cannot deny it. But now we are just exploring different things!

Callahan - Response

[ianthraxx]

http://www.realultimatepower.net

^ This is worth exploring.

I do hear you. I cannot deny our conscious fascination with the energy of myth. But I can't stop feeling that there is some secret virtue to be unearthed from what is classically dismissed as the ignorant whimsy of youth. I don't know quite what I mean yet, but events in my life seem to be loading and slotting in a way that will make it known to me soon. Edges and proportions, the resurgence of an ancient fellowship, I'll talk to you later (hey hey, you're back in town soon).