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I have finally written all four Pevensie siblings! I am not sure how in-character Peter is here, but I can genuinely see him worrying about the way he and his siblings seemed to forget England while they ruled Narnia. Also, while his faith in Aslan is not as automatic as Lucy's -- he does, after all, decide to go the wrong way along the stream in Prince Caspian -- Peter is solid in his convictions and duties once his mind is made up.
(Book canon only. No Disney Prince Caspian movie canon need apply, EVER. I do not know who that impostor was in their film, but he was not Peter.)
Like Liminality, "Out of Sight, Out of Mind" is a 15-minute fic that got slightly out of hand. In other words, it took 30 minutes to write, then over an hour to find the right quotes, and then another hour to make finicky edits until it felt right. (975 words)
[And then I edited even more! The slightly revised and expanded final version is now up here on AO3 and here on ff.net.]
( Out of Sight, Out of Mind )
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ETA: If you are curious about what I was trying to do in this story, here is a post about thematic and theological issues, and the difficulty of expressing subtle authorial disagreement with the opinions of a POV character.
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As you can see, I am safely back in Ithaca. My flight from Minnesota to Philadelphia went without a hitch, but my flight from Philly to Ithaca was delayed an hour and a half. I ended up watching parts of the Colts-Jets game on a television in the gate lounge, and almost wished the flight had been delayed another fifteen minutes so I could have seen the last four minutes or so of game time. *grin* Ah well.
Then later the Vikings lost. *sigh* They always seem to implode sooner or later; I am pretty much resigned to that. And it's hard to feel resentful when they lost to the Saints, who deserve so much to go to the Superbowl.
I have no preference whatsoever between the Colts and the Saints. I am just hoping for good, exciting football. And this year, if I am not at work during the game, I will probably be attempting to watch via the internet, rather than hanging out in my old laundromat (which is how I watched the Giants beat the Patriots a couple years ago). *grin*
(Book canon only. No Disney Prince Caspian movie canon need apply, EVER. I do not know who that impostor was in their film, but he was not Peter.)
Like Liminality, "Out of Sight, Out of Mind" is a 15-minute fic that got slightly out of hand. In other words, it took 30 minutes to write, then over an hour to find the right quotes, and then another hour to make finicky edits until it felt right. (975 words)
[And then I edited even more! The slightly revised and expanded final version is now up here on AO3 and here on ff.net.]
( Out of Sight, Out of Mind )
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ETA: If you are curious about what I was trying to do in this story, here is a post about thematic and theological issues, and the difficulty of expressing subtle authorial disagreement with the opinions of a POV character.
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As you can see, I am safely back in Ithaca. My flight from Minnesota to Philadelphia went without a hitch, but my flight from Philly to Ithaca was delayed an hour and a half. I ended up watching parts of the Colts-Jets game on a television in the gate lounge, and almost wished the flight had been delayed another fifteen minutes so I could have seen the last four minutes or so of game time. *grin* Ah well.
Then later the Vikings lost. *sigh* They always seem to implode sooner or later; I am pretty much resigned to that. And it's hard to feel resentful when they lost to the Saints, who deserve so much to go to the Superbowl.
I have no preference whatsoever between the Colts and the Saints. I am just hoping for good, exciting football. And this year, if I am not at work during the game, I will probably be attempting to watch via the internet, rather than hanging out in my old laundromat (which is how I watched the Giants beat the Patriots a couple years ago). *grin*
