fic: The Clockmaker

[tsuki_no_bara]

note: this was my holiday project for writing group. each person in the group contributed a plot point, and we had to incorporate each one of them in order. it was not my first or even second idea, and for that i blame dear-tiger. (for once something isn't wrenlet's fault!)

Comments

[dear_tiger]

EEEEEEEEE \o/ Holy shit, that was so awesome! Because mechanical hearts! :D How much do I love to have planted the idea in your head? SO MUCH. The steampunk/magical realism of this thing was fantastic. And it's so appropriate for a Christmas story.

But but BUT! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LITTLE SILVER SCREW?? Who took it? O.o

[tsuki_no_bara]

i was thinking about your story, and the heart of the city, and driving trucks over the ice and snow, and then i had the beginning of a story! and i liked it better than my previous two ideas. so yes, this is your fault and you may feel free to take credit. :D

i don't know what happened to the little silver screw! no one took it, tho. it just... fell out and vanished. probably.

[nomercles]

This was astonishing. Truly. The sense of...utterly pragmatic wonder, if that makes sense, strongly reminds me of Ursula Vernon's adult work, especially things like the Jackalope Wives. Beautifully written.

[tsuki_no_bara]

i kinda like "pragmatic wonder"! i think it makes sense. and while i've never read ursula's work (except millions of years ago when she was posting on elfwood), i know enough about her to be flattered. so, thank you. :D

(also, that is the cutest icon. philoslothical, hee.)

[tsuki_no_bara]

thank you. ^_^ i am happy-ending girl, even for random one-off stories for writing group. the only mistake was that nicola didn't make someone specific responsible for winding the little clock.

aaaaaand that reminds me i meant to spell his name with a k. >.< like nikola tesla.