I'm sorry, but I just can't handle American spellingcityofmistDecember 12 2011, 07:25:49 UTC
Maths lives in a world of black and white and clean lines and simple shapes, and there is no need for words, which are messy and redundant; Art, however, has other ideas.
'The lie that tells the truth,' she says breathlessly, and her voice is a symphony, 'okay, I'll try...okay, then, here it is: I couldn't do it without you.'
Maths doesn't reply with words, because they are hers, but he writes in neat letters across the white of space m is less than 3a, and hopes she understands.
warning: super long sentencesxenoamoristDecember 15 2011, 09:22:50 UTC
His fingertips grace the surface of the nautilus shell as he looks up at her, his dark eyes glittering, a crooked smile playing across his lips, and she-she wants to say that she finds him repulsive, this man of organic shapes and disorder, of chaos packaged into a single slender body, but her breath catches in her throat as her eyes follow the curve of the shell, and they widen as her mind whirs and performs a million calculations a second.
“Math and art,” he says, his voice a low whisper that sends chills up her spine, “always co-dependent.”
He pulls her in for a kiss, and fireworks explode between them (vermilion and cerulean and copper and gold, he thinks; varying subsets of the visible spectra of light, she thinks), and it's as if there's music washing over them (crescendos and decrescendos and a heart-wrenching hemiola, he thinks; subdivisions of rhythm, neat and orderly and almost fractal-like by design, she thinks), and she clutches at his sweater vest and he lets the shell drop in a graceful arc as he places his hand on the
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Re: warning: super long sentenceslizzie_marie_23December 15 2011, 09:35:36 UTC
I love this in so many directions. It's brilliant that you have it all centered on the nautilus, and the sensuality of their interaction is nicely stated without being overbearing. I really enjoyed the contrasting views in parentheses, and I love that he wears a sweater vest. Thank you so much for a truly brilliant fill.
Re: warning: super long sentencesxenoamoristDecember 15 2011, 09:43:43 UTC
♥ I'm glad you liked it! This prompt didn't so much strike me as I was going through the pages as it sort of... abducted me screaming over its shoulder until I gave in and wrote. I am all up in the purple prose today.
And re: sweater vest: bahahaha, Art would wear nothing else. Sweater vests over button-up dress shirts; rolled-up black jeans and Converse high-tops. Man, this prompt is making me want to write a whole story about academic subjects. (Math and Physics would be sisters. Chemistry and Biology have this unhealthy obsession with organizing things. Linguistics mediates between Art and the Science siblings. IT WOULD BE BEAUTIFUL)
Re: warning: super long sentenceslizzie_marie_23December 15 2011, 18:32:46 UTC
WRITE THIS NOW! I mean, obviously take as long as you need, but I really want to see how this would turn out. If necessary, I will prompt many anthropomorphized prompts for you because I want to see more.
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'The lie that tells the truth,' she says breathlessly, and her voice is a symphony, 'okay, I'll try...okay, then, here it is: I couldn't do it without you.'
Maths doesn't reply with words, because they are hers, but he writes in neat letters across the white of space m is less than 3a, and hopes she understands.
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“Math and art,” he says, his voice a low whisper that sends chills up her spine, “always co-dependent.”
He pulls her in for a kiss, and fireworks explode between them (vermilion and cerulean and copper and gold, he thinks; varying subsets of the visible spectra of light, she thinks), and it's as if there's music washing over them (crescendos and decrescendos and a heart-wrenching hemiola, he thinks; subdivisions of rhythm, neat and orderly and almost fractal-like by design, she thinks), and she clutches at his sweater vest and he lets the shell drop in a graceful arc as he places his hand on the ( ... )
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And re: sweater vest: bahahaha, Art would wear nothing else. Sweater vests over button-up dress shirts; rolled-up black jeans and Converse high-tops. Man, this prompt is making me want to write a whole story about academic subjects. (Math and Physics would be sisters. Chemistry and Biology have this unhealthy obsession with organizing things. Linguistics mediates between Art and the Science siblings. IT WOULD BE BEAUTIFUL)
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