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If You Figure It Out, You Can Tell Me!

June 23, 2010

I had a character show me something the other day. . . a moment that absolutely *screams* write me!–it’s angsty and heartfelt and heartwrenching and dynamic and wonderful.

But I couldn’t figure out the story–just one single motion from a nameless, faceless character.

Hmm.

I put it in the back (okay, side corner, lower left) of my mind, wondering what use it was. This morning on the way to work I got a little more–this time, a female, and she kind of informed the two or three seconds before the guy had opened the door. Enough to give me two points of contact between them.

Groovy, right?

I now had exactly four seconds of compelling information with zero context, the train appeared to have forgotten to come to my station, and so I sat there, sweltering, trying to parse out who and what was going on in my brain.

Here’s the problem. Thematically, what I saw would fit well into one of my stories. . . except that story is set in a high fantasy universe, and these characters are operating at some level of modernity–the guy had a Big Soldier Gun and looked vaguely military or paramilitary–not the horseback-riding sword and sorcery everyone else is working with.

Rae mentioned that the female character resembled someone in the World-Building Epic–which is true, but nothing like that ever happened to Lessa, and while Rae did (of course) offer to play Lessa-playing-the-random-chick-in-the-doorway, I’m not sure that it belongs with them, either.

I have two modern pieces, and this could possibly fit into one of them, IF I darkened it considerably (both of my moderns are much more rom-com than action-adventure) and introduced some thematic elements that bring it dangerously close to some of the X-Men storylines–something I’m understandably reluctant to do.

I keep coming back to my spy, though. . . the one that showed up a few months ago and died. He’s not the guy I saw, but the story has the same feeling, like their universes are made of the same fiber and texture. Not entirely. . . the spy felt sepia-toned and anti-social, and I don’t see how the new two fit in.

Are they a new world?

None of these are questions that you can answer, of course, but the thoughts didn’t seem to want to stay in my mind (back quadrant, center block, right side), and I was hoping seeing them in the aetherverse would help.

In other news, I think I might be addicted to Wolfmother’s Joker & The Thief.

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