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rthstewart) wrote2012-05-20 10:06 am
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H&M, Chapter 14
I posted chapter 14 of Harold and Morgan early this morning and you can find it here:
Again, my huge thanks to those of you who helped here, first with the block and second with how I crafted Morgan's choices and their relationship. Thank you so much. Coming fresh off of the chapter of AW and the comments about Ed’s very mature conversation with his mother, I had to dial him back years for this chapter and that was really hard. Further, based on comments, I knew there were political and “career” issues I had to pose.
And then there was Edmund’s terrific misunderstanding/jealousy/insecurity with Rishta. I thought of omitting it for several reasons. However, the idea behind it, the epithet and stereotype that a Narnian’s brain is between his legs, is something I’ve had in my head since I started the story. I’ve been paving the way for it a long time, and across stories. On the one hand, I usually present the lustiness of Narnia as humorous and fun -- team Licentious Trees as
anastigmatfic calls it. So it might seem surprising to see it viewed so negatively by some on the outside. Rather like some of my critics, I suppose? Ahem. At the very least, it makes Narnia seem rustic, which as Susan says in chapter 5 of BRD, it is. Narnia is not stupid or uncouth as many assume (the premise of BRD) but neither does she have sophistication of the other lands.
I really wanted to make this more fun and to show some of the good times that Edmund is remembering fondly in AW (
h_dash_h, that was your comment). So, some of that is here even if there is angst as well (I’m tired of angst. Aren’t you? Just shut up and have sex, would you? Stupid characters.) In terms of actual sexual content – by which I mean descriptive, point of view activity – this chapter breaks no new ground. Yet, I’ve come to see that there’s something really important in this journey for some readers that is very adult. This journey can affect readers personally. Morgan’s fierce assertion of her prerogative is one that in an ideal world, someone might imagine saying to a partner. Compromise plays out all the time as people balance career and personal lives.
Goodness, too much navel gazing. We obviously need more Otter and Narnians trying to entertain the King and his consort in trees and marshes. "There are bugs in the honeycomb!" Morgan hissed. "I can't eat this!" Harold, however, had already popped the comb into his mouth as the she-Bear looked on approvingly. (If you have any other ideas, do share).
Clio told me last night that the arc made sense – which I doubted. So thank her because otherwise I would have chucked it and started over. Readers E and Doewe has also provided some wonderful help in email as I've parsed through this relationship. This is all so much better for the thoughtful contributions of readers.
Again, my huge thanks to those of you who helped here, first with the block and second with how I crafted Morgan's choices and their relationship. Thank you so much. Coming fresh off of the chapter of AW and the comments about Ed’s very mature conversation with his mother, I had to dial him back years for this chapter and that was really hard. Further, based on comments, I knew there were political and “career” issues I had to pose.
And then there was Edmund’s terrific misunderstanding/jealousy/insecurity with Rishta. I thought of omitting it for several reasons. However, the idea behind it, the epithet and stereotype that a Narnian’s brain is between his legs, is something I’ve had in my head since I started the story. I’ve been paving the way for it a long time, and across stories. On the one hand, I usually present the lustiness of Narnia as humorous and fun -- team Licentious Trees as
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Goodness, too much navel gazing. We obviously need more Otter and Narnians trying to entertain the King and his consort in trees and marshes. "There are bugs in the honeycomb!" Morgan hissed. "I can't eat this!" Harold, however, had already popped the comb into his mouth as the she-Bear looked on approvingly. (If you have any other ideas, do share).
Clio told me last night that the arc made sense – which I doubted. So thank her because otherwise I would have chucked it and started over. Readers E and Doewe has also provided some wonderful help in email as I've parsed through this relationship. This is all so much better for the thoughtful contributions of readers.
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