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Summary: Ekanu and Denifar on the vision isle. (250 words)

Note: This ficlet is another snippet of "Harvest," this one set sometime after Harvest: Downwind -- I'm inclined to think perhaps the next morning?

Harvest: Stepping Stones )

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I would really like to finish "Harvest" by the end of the year...
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Here is another piece of "Harvest." This is set after Ekanu and Denifar have a screaming argument on the vision island. Here they begin to tentatively make up -- mostly because Denifar is a city boy and very much not into this whole 'nature' thing, and Ekanu is willing to take an indirect approach to hashing out their issues. (300 words)

Harvest: Downwind )

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Incidentally, what I really wanted to do with this prompt was write up a version of a story Vicky and I brainstormed ten or twelve years ago. It was intended to be a comic -- kind of a teen romantic comedy superhero spoof -- called "Island Girl." The idea is that some kids in the Star Island/Cass Lake community had superpowers and secret identities and served as protectors of the island against various nefarious evil-doers. It was loosely environmental in message, but that wasn't the real point.

The main character was Island Girl, who defended Star Island against the depredations of the Bank Eroder. Her sidekick, Rip Rap, was secretly a kid from the town of Cass Lake who worked at the Sailstar Marina, and the Bank Eroder (in his civilian identity) worked as a clerk at Teals grocery store. Another girl (we were never sure whether she was an islander, a mainlander, or somebody who frequented one of the mainland resorts) went by Lady Windigo, and would sometimes work with Island Girl and sometimes work with the Bank Eroder, depending on her whim.

Island Girl's grandfather had been a hero in his youth, who went by the moniker Trail Maintenance. He had fought the Litterbug, who later reformed and married him; she was Island Girl's grandmother. Following in her grandparents' romantically troubled footsteps, Island Girl had a crush on the civilian identities of both Rip Rap and the Bank Eroder, but she didn't know that they were her sidekick and her nemesis. I think Lady Windigo might have known (and she and Island Girl did know each other's civilian identities), but because Lady Windigo was playing her own game, she basically sat back and laughed at Island Girl's romantic mishaps.

Vicky did some character designs at one point -- they mostly involved bathing suits and domino masks, with beach towels for capes -- but we never really worked out a plot and she got bored of comics, so nothing ever came of the scenario. Which is a pity; it was awfully cute, in a doofy way.

Anyway, I wanted to write about that, but it requires too much explanation for 15 minutes. Maybe some other day. *grin*
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I've been picking at "Harvest" again (my epic story about how Ekanu and Denifar attempt romance and implode, plus way too many subplots). This time I am exploring ideas for the big emotional climax thing where, after a screaming argument, Ekanu and Denifar finally talk to each other straight on about their differing cultural assumptions about relationships and what they mean to each other. As usual, this monologue will not appear in the final story in this exact form, but the gist of it will most likely inform a dialogue scene.

Harvest: All We Know of Heaven )

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On a completely different topic: Calormenes think their country is the center of the world, the only important country. To most of them, the northern lands are unimportant peripheral places. The nobles care a little, but that is because they are empire-builders. The ordinary citizens don't give a damn. Their attention is inward-focused. They know they are the most powerful people in the world. They know they are always in the right. (Ignore the fact that they are the 'bad guys' -- I am talking self-perception, not necessarily objective reality.)

They are, in other words, Americans. ;-P

*removes tongue from cheek*

More seriously, while Archenland may hate Calormen (with cause), Calormen does not return the animosity. This is, of course, because while Calormen may threaten Archenland, the reverse is absurd to contemplate, and everyone knows it. And Cor and Aravis, having grown up in Calormen, do not hate Archenland and don't quite see how people could hate Calormen just for being Calormen. They can understand hating aspects of Calormene politics and society, and they definitely understand hating the Tisroc and Rabadash, but hating Calormen-as-a-whole on whatever grounds -- ethnic, religious, historical military, economic, etcetera -- doesn't make emotional sense to them. They have no experience with hating other countries that way, because Calormenes don't hate other countries; they simply look down on them and bask in the knowledge that they are better in every way.

...

Shit, they totally are the worst stereotype of Americans, aren't they?

Oh well. If that is where my subconscious wants to go, I can work with that.
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I seem to be writing the last third of "Harvest" in bits and pieces loosely inspired by [livejournal.com profile] 15_minute_fic words. I suppose there are worse ways to finish a story?

This is near the start of the vision quest Denifar is sent on by his fellow mechanists, which Ekanu has finagled her way into -- ostensibly to keep him serious, but really so they'll be forced to talk about their imploding relationship without being able to run away from each other or use other people as distractions. (400 words)

Harvest: The Comforts of Home )

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In real life news, I need to get more sleep. Because I was tired and not thinking very clearly, I wrote a note on the daily list at work which was intended as a note to myself and therefore couched in the slightly disparaging "Do this, you idiot!" tone I use when reminding myself of assigned tasks. (I am not sure when I adopted that tone when addressing myself, but I am very unreliable about anything not directly work-related, so the disparagement is justified.) The trouble was, I wrote nothing to show that the note was intended for me rather than my coworkers, and I wrote it on the shared public worksheet rather than a sheet of scrap paper in my own box.

AO quite reasonably took umbrage (in a polite way, because she is a sweetheart) at what she saw as me ordering my coworkers around as if they were misbehaving toddlers.

*wince*

So I wrote her an apology, and will apologize verbally Tuesday during work. And from now on, I will keep my self-directed notes to myself, and make sure to watch the tone of anything I write for general consumption.
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Another random snippet from "Harvest," my ongoing attempt to write about Ekanu Thousandbirds and Denifar Rollesdun in Gwynorae. Ekanu is planning to go back to Vinaeo when she leaves the Ileara chapterhouse; Laefa oku Daeluach, one of her pledged students, is thinking of going with her. This conversation or something like it definitely happens during the course of "Harvest," but I doubt it will appear in the finished story... at least not as-is. (Its tone is all wrong.)

Harvest: Lullabies )

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The Vinaean lullaby is a hastily adapted version of the first verse of a slightly less morbid lullaby I wrote for a different fantasy world altogether. (Someday I may get around to writing one or another of my vaguely outlined novels set in that world. But probably not.) Anyway, the original song goes like this:

The Woodwife's Lullaby )


Optionally, you then repeat the first verse and trail off very slowly on the last note. If I had a piano, a reliable scanner, and the knowledge and ability to post photos to this journal, I would write out and post the melody as well, but as those conditions do not apply, I won't. (It's in slow 4/4, each line takes two measures, there is no melisma, and it is, I think, in Dorian mode... but even if I'm wrong about that, it sure as hell isn't major.)
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Joining [livejournal.com profile] 15_minute_fic was clearly one of my better recent ideas, because look! I wrote something, and it's finished. I grant you, it's clearly part of a much longer story, but still. Writing is good.

Harvest: Island Dreams )
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Joining [livejournal.com profile] 15_minute_fic was clearly one of my better recent ideas, because look! I wrote something, and it's finished. I grant you, it's clearly part of a much longer story, but still. Writing is good.

Harvest: Island Dreams )
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This is an excerpt from "Harvest," my ever-growing story about Ekanu and Denifar's disastrous attempt at a romantic relationship. "Shaelin and the Rainbow" occurs several months after Ekanu arrived in Ileara to meet Denifar, and nearly two months after they began having sex. (Lya-Lya, who tells the folktale, is one of Ekanu's temporary students.)

A very rough draft of the first half of "Harvest" can be found here, and another snippet from the second half ("Harvest: Swarm") is here.

Harvest: Shaelin and the Rainbow )

To be continued...
edenfalling: headshot of a raccoon, looking left (raccoon)
This is an excerpt from "Harvest," my ever-growing story about Ekanu and Denifar's disastrous attempt at a romantic relationship. "Shaelin and the Rainbow" occurs several months after Ekanu arrived in Ileara to meet Denifar, and nearly two months after they began having sex. (Lya-Lya, who tells the folktale, is one of Ekanu's temporary students.)

A very rough draft of the first half of "Harvest" can be found here, and another snippet from the second half ("Harvest: Swarm") is here.

Harvest: Shaelin and the Rainbow )

To be continued...
edenfalling: headshot of a raccoon, looking left (raccoon)
This is a future piece of Harvest, my longest Ekanu story to date. It doesn't directly follow part 1, but will be part of the finished story -- though probably in an edited form.

Harvest: Swarm )

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