I was just going through my old writing files the other day, and paused to flip through the contents of my "Publishers" file. Like many other would-be pros, I have my share of "Dear Contributor ... we regret that this manuscript does not suit our present needs" letters. But I also have a rare gem -- a detailed report on my manuscript from a first
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There's a definite affinity to Chesterton in my mind, though why that comes to mind I can't adequately say at midnight. I think it may be a degree of separation working -- Knife reminds me strongly of young Orual.
All the mumbly-joe aside: I'm spellbound. I'm continually amazed by the effect you have on my visual imagination.
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You mean via the Chesterton-Lewis connection? Odd, I don't associate GKC with faeries. Are you sure you don't mean George MacDonald?
But I love Till We Have Faces, and although it certainly wasn't consciously done I think you're right about a similarity between Knife and Orual -- at least in the perceived ugliness, and their aloofness and pride.
And thank you!
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Actually, upon further reflection, I think meant both -- MacDonald for the obvious reasons, of course. But I also get the same feeling entering your world as I did when I read "The Man Who Was Thursday" (Chesterton) -- don't know why, but I do... it might also be because of his essay on Midsummer Night's Dream, but I could also be covering my rear. :)
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