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Writing Akito is a distant thing for me. This piece is demanding candles and the Hammond for the older ritual feel, even though there's no ritual in my mind's image of what's unfolding here. Kureno functions as a lens for me to look at Akito. He gives me mercy. I don't want to look through Shigure's eyes. Not at Akito; not at anyone else. He's too opaque for me to use--maybe it's that he doesn't allow himself to be used.
Jellyfish may be the most perfect metaphor in the entire series.
I don't know if this'll be what you pictured, Mona, and it doesn't feel like it wants to be long. But it came, in its distant way. Vague hopes of simply writing the whole thing tonight.
I will comb myself into chains ("The Beekeeper")
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And the girl is now equipped to catch up, which is comforting. *^^* Makes me happy, makes me jealous that she gets to see those chapters for the first time, makes me feel better about ficcing for this series knowing there's someone I can trust with the first look at the work.
Last night we watched Whisper of the Heart, and there's a scene of tears when writing is entrusted to someone else. One of our friends blinked and said, "why is she crying?" There isn't an answer for that question. The girl said, "you have to be a writer to know". It's true. That scene makes me almost-cry in reflex. It's a horror and a beauty and an exposure all at once.
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My computer randomly offered me a Kureno desktop for the next hour, less Lj-updating-time. Synchronicity.
Jellyfish may be the most perfect metaphor in the entire series.
I don't know if this'll be what you pictured, Mona, and it doesn't feel like it wants to be long. But it came, in its distant way. Vague hopes of simply writing the whole thing tonight.
I will comb myself into chains ("The Beekeeper")
***
And the girl is now equipped to catch up, which is comforting. *^^* Makes me happy, makes me jealous that she gets to see those chapters for the first time, makes me feel better about ficcing for this series knowing there's someone I can trust with the first look at the work.
Last night we watched Whisper of the Heart, and there's a scene of tears when writing is entrusted to someone else. One of our friends blinked and said, "why is she crying?" There isn't an answer for that question. The girl said, "you have to be a writer to know". It's true. That scene makes me almost-cry in reflex. It's a horror and a beauty and an exposure all at once.
***
My computer randomly offered me a Kureno desktop for the next hour, less Lj-updating-time. Synchronicity.