where there was silence the drums, the strings are incurably playing
Randomly, I got one of those daily sales emails with the subject line "Meet Staub's fresh new color!" and I was like, "...It's Rusty, right?" (spoiler: it's not Rusty.) Which is dating myself terribly, I know.
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I might have surprise fic to post later. Well, it was a surprise to me anyway. I woke up with the idea - and the words - and started writing at 8:15 and I'm almost done. I guess the question is, do I privilege porn over structure, and I think the answer to that has to be yes? I mean, for the story's sake, not just for the porn. The structure, which made it easy to write the first four sections, is too restrictive for the last one. And by structure I mean word count. People can forgive that, right? As long as I don't claim each section is exactly 100 words (or multiples of 100), nobody notices or cares unless I actually draw attention to it. Which I won't. Except for how I have here. Huh. Oops?
The other idea I had is one I'm not going to write, because time travel, but at 4 am while I was trying to fall back to sleep I thought about how maybe post-RotJ, while looking for Jedi stuff, Luke and Leia find some old artifact that's similar to the monkey's paw, and Leia means to wish to save Alderaan, really she does, but it kind of comes out as "I wish I could save my father" and of course, the artifact interprets that as "biological father" (maybe since Luke is there probably thinking the same thing) instead of "actual guy who was a father to her," and they find themselves back in the Clone Wars era, though I'm not sure exactly when.
And then the questions start setting in - originally I thought Leia would be all "protect the timeline so we don't make things even worse" and Luke would just be like, "let's tell everybody everything so they can stop it from happening" but then I realized they'd be the opposite. I can totally see Leia willing to vanish them out of existence if it keeps the Empire from rising and Alderaan safe. Of course, it could be set early on in Padme's pregnancy, which means the twins still exist, so that takes care of that, but then there's all the consequences and blah blah blah that I don't have the fortitude (or the knowledge of the timeline) to work through. But I might pay real money to see Leia excoriate the Jedi Council for their inability to discover that Palpatine was the Sith lord.
Regardless, even though Bail Organa is alive and Alderaan is extant when they return to the present, Leia never quite gets the happy result she was looking for because even if they prevent Anakin from going bad and Padme from dying and Palpatine from winning, so that there's a relatively stable/happy Skywalker family happening, she's still going to remember that Bail raised her and have feelings about that, even if the timeline totally changes so that he didn't this time around, right? that's how time travel works, no?
Anyway, I would read the hell out of that story if it existed.
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Today's poem:
The Kiss
by Anne Sexton
My mouth blooms like a cut.
I've been wronged all year, tedious
nights, nothing but rough elbows in them
and delicate boxes of Kleenex calling crybaby
crybaby, you fool!
Before today my body was useless.
Now it's tearing at its square corners.
It's tearing old Mary's garments off, knot by knot
and see -- Now it's shot full of these electric bolts.
Zing! A resurrection!
Once it was a boat, quite wooden
and with no business, no salt water under it
and in need of some paint. It was no more
than a group of boards. But you hoisted her, rigged her.
She's been elected.
My nerves are turned on. I hear them like
musical instruments. Where there was silence
the drums, the strings are incurably playing. You did this.
Pure genius at work. Darling, the composer has stepped
into fire.
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people have commented there.
***
I might have surprise fic to post later. Well, it was a surprise to me anyway. I woke up with the idea - and the words - and started writing at 8:15 and I'm almost done. I guess the question is, do I privilege porn over structure, and I think the answer to that has to be yes? I mean, for the story's sake, not just for the porn. The structure, which made it easy to write the first four sections, is too restrictive for the last one. And by structure I mean word count. People can forgive that, right? As long as I don't claim each section is exactly 100 words (or multiples of 100), nobody notices or cares unless I actually draw attention to it. Which I won't. Except for how I have here. Huh. Oops?
The other idea I had is one I'm not going to write, because time travel, but at 4 am while I was trying to fall back to sleep I thought about how maybe post-RotJ, while looking for Jedi stuff, Luke and Leia find some old artifact that's similar to the monkey's paw, and Leia means to wish to save Alderaan, really she does, but it kind of comes out as "I wish I could save my father" and of course, the artifact interprets that as "biological father" (maybe since Luke is there probably thinking the same thing) instead of "actual guy who was a father to her," and they find themselves back in the Clone Wars era, though I'm not sure exactly when.
And then the questions start setting in - originally I thought Leia would be all "protect the timeline so we don't make things even worse" and Luke would just be like, "let's tell everybody everything so they can stop it from happening" but then I realized they'd be the opposite. I can totally see Leia willing to vanish them out of existence if it keeps the Empire from rising and Alderaan safe. Of course, it could be set early on in Padme's pregnancy, which means the twins still exist, so that takes care of that, but then there's all the consequences and blah blah blah that I don't have the fortitude (or the knowledge of the timeline) to work through. But I might pay real money to see Leia excoriate the Jedi Council for their inability to discover that Palpatine was the Sith lord.
Regardless, even though Bail Organa is alive and Alderaan is extant when they return to the present, Leia never quite gets the happy result she was looking for because even if they prevent Anakin from going bad and Padme from dying and Palpatine from winning, so that there's a relatively stable/happy Skywalker family happening, she's still going to remember that Bail raised her and have feelings about that, even if the timeline totally changes so that he didn't this time around, right? that's how time travel works, no?
Anyway, I would read the hell out of that story if it existed.
***
Today's poem:
The Kiss
by Anne Sexton
My mouth blooms like a cut.
I've been wronged all year, tedious
nights, nothing but rough elbows in them
and delicate boxes of Kleenex calling crybaby
crybaby, you fool!
Before today my body was useless.
Now it's tearing at its square corners.
It's tearing old Mary's garments off, knot by knot
and see -- Now it's shot full of these electric bolts.
Zing! A resurrection!
Once it was a boat, quite wooden
and with no business, no salt water under it
and in need of some paint. It was no more
than a group of boards. But you hoisted her, rigged her.
She's been elected.
My nerves are turned on. I hear them like
musical instruments. Where there was silence
the drums, the strings are incurably playing. You did this.
Pure genius at work. Darling, the composer has stepped
into fire.
***
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people have commented there.