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For everyone who was fucked in the heart by chapter 15 of "Off the Beaten Path."
I read the whole thing in one burst, then had food poisoning as the character died. So it hit me like a ton of crying bricks. It's a book that makes you want to scream at it and kill yourself at the end. It's that good.
I've a friend who has a video she made of just the Lion King clips 0f "If it weren't for You, he'd still be alive," and then skips straight to the ending. Snaps her out of funks. I have to content myself with La Divina: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1VkAQBhL99A
In other news, I've given up the opera I was writing of Heretic. What a load off.
For everyone suffering through these.
I read the whole thing in one burst, then had food poisoning as the character died. So it hit me like a ton of crying bricks. It's a book that makes you want to scream at it and kill yourself at the end. It's that good.
I've a friend who has a video she made of just the Lion King clips 0f "If it weren't for You, he'd still be alive," and then skips straight to the ending. Snaps her out of funks. I have to content myself with La Divina: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1VkAQBhL99A
In other news, I've given up the opera I was writing of Heretic. What a load off.
For everyone suffering through these.
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I suppose the worst way to read a serial novel is to leave it be for a few months and grow to love the characters, and then read half the book in three days and end at the "zero moment." The moment designed to make you feel shitty before the happy ending. But the ending hasn't been posted yet, so I'm spasming in the dark. Is this what it felt like when Little Nell died?
It's like... imagine that movies ended in the end of the second act. Imagine... Imagine if "Star Wars" had Darth killing Obi-wan, they run off, and then cuts straight to "Directed by George Lucas." Imagine if Disney's "Pinocchio" had just ended with that shot of Pinocchio (inexplicably) dead in a pool (Seriously? He drowns now, after spending hours running around underwater? Or suffers a blow to the wooden head? What the hell?) and flashed "The End." No real boy for you. You feel the story's incomplete.
And no. There is nothing silly about the song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYUYbCksbjk . Listen to it now and spasm in joy.
The opera it's from, however, is ridiculously stupid. It's set in the Austrian Tyrol, so there's lots of really goofy folk music and clomping around the stage in clogs, agreements of marriage and "I'll marry you if you kill him," and the finale, where the heroine melodramatically follows her lover to her death by jumping in a fucking avalanche. No one stages the opera because no one wants to stage that scene, but sopranos insist on singing that song, because it's perfect.
It's like... imagine that movies ended in the end of the second act. Imagine... Imagine if "Star Wars" had Darth killing Obi-wan, they run off, and then cuts straight to "Directed by George Lucas." Imagine if Disney's "Pinocchio" had just ended with that shot of Pinocchio (inexplicably) dead in a pool (Seriously? He drowns now, after spending hours running around underwater? Or suffers a blow to the wooden head? What the hell?) and flashed "The End." No real boy for you. You feel the story's incomplete.
And no. There is nothing silly about the song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYUYbCksbjk . Listen to it now and spasm in joy.
The opera it's from, however, is ridiculously stupid. It's set in the Austrian Tyrol, so there's lots of really goofy folk music and clomping around the stage in clogs, agreements of marriage and "I'll marry you if you kill him," and the finale, where the heroine melodramatically follows her lover to her death by jumping in a fucking avalanche. No one stages the opera because no one wants to stage that scene, but sopranos insist on singing that song, because it's perfect.
(Soup nazi voice) "No bwoy forayou!"
Man, that accent... I grew up near Greektown, and I feel right at home in the "Cheezborger" sketch. (It did come in handy for all eight pages of this http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12007432/ , I don't pretend to speak Greek but I love the rhythm of the english pidgin people speak with it.)
Man, that accent... I grew up near Greektown, and I feel right at home in the "Cheezborger" sketch. (It did come in handy for all eight pages of this http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12007432/ , I don't pretend to speak Greek but I love the rhythm of the english pidgin people speak with it.)
I mean, not for the story (I don't want to give spoilers, but it's not as sad as you think) - but in the middle of the grief and the food poisoning, and the fact that I've just redone a storyboard for the third time in a week and am starting to loathe my art style - the fact is that I decided to give up the opera I was writing for the last 18 months...
Now, see, I've let projects die before. The difference is that all those times, the projects were flawed and dying anyway, or I wasn't talented enough for them. This time I had to mercy-kill it, because it was going to destroy me and not really be that good when it grew up. Those other projects I was watching a family pet die. This project, I had to smother a family pet with a pillow as it begged to live so it could kill me. You know what I mean?
I'm going to just summarize everything I've written so far, write down a few of the musical motifs, and send it to her (maybe post it here?) so there can be some closure to the project... and people can imagine the opera in their head.
Not four hours ago I wrote and performed a song about this whole experience at an open mic (It's about 10 pm here), this entire experience of my life feels like a shitty Lifetime made-for-TV movie.
Now, see, I've let projects die before. The difference is that all those times, the projects were flawed and dying anyway, or I wasn't talented enough for them. This time I had to mercy-kill it, because it was going to destroy me and not really be that good when it grew up. Those other projects I was watching a family pet die. This project, I had to smother a family pet with a pillow as it begged to live so it could kill me. You know what I mean?
I'm going to just summarize everything I've written so far, write down a few of the musical motifs, and send it to her (maybe post it here?) so there can be some closure to the project... and people can imagine the opera in their head.
Not four hours ago I wrote and performed a song about this whole experience at an open mic (It's about 10 pm here), this entire experience of my life feels like a shitty Lifetime made-for-TV movie.
Lots of it. Not in a fun way, mind you. I'm the son of a craft brewer, I think of beer and wine and cider as fine culinary arts. The idea of trying to drink yourself black always sounds to me like a waste of good booze. Because of the stomach poisoning, I was already throwing up the whole time.
The worst part is when the story just ENDS at the zero moment... it's designed to make you feel terrible so the ending picks you up. But the ending isn't here yet. So serial stories are very good at making you suicidally anguished. You remember the stories of Americans who lined up on the New York docks to ask the returning Britons (where the magazines were published earlier) "Is Little Nell dead?" Even back then...
You ever seen Murnau's "The Last Laugh?" The zero moment, where he's crying himself to sleep in the hotel bathroom, and the title card reads, "Now in real life, this would the the end, and he'd die alone. The author took pity on him and has provided a quite improbable epilogue." That's the way a lot of stories go. And leaving before the epilogue makes you sad for real life.
The worst part is when the story just ENDS at the zero moment... it's designed to make you feel terrible so the ending picks you up. But the ending isn't here yet. So serial stories are very good at making you suicidally anguished. You remember the stories of Americans who lined up on the New York docks to ask the returning Britons (where the magazines were published earlier) "Is Little Nell dead?" Even back then...
You ever seen Murnau's "The Last Laugh?" The zero moment, where he's crying himself to sleep in the hotel bathroom, and the title card reads, "Now in real life, this would the the end, and he'd die alone. The author took pity on him and has provided a quite improbable epilogue." That's the way a lot of stories go. And leaving before the epilogue makes you sad for real life.
LOL Oh man hit me hard also! I spent the whole night feeling terrible! :( Never before, and I do read a lot! Have I had such a strong feelings and a down right emotional attachment to a character in a book! But then again you've got to be pretty damn heartless to not have feelings for that little guy. :) I think it speaks volumes for Rukis story telling ability.
I feel your pain of "terrible nights..." It's especially bad because I remember the first "teaser" picture of Puck appearing just when I transferred universities, and it sparked memotirs.
She has, if not "innate talent" (a term I'm tired of throwing around), an intuitive grasp of pacing and depth and wordplay. It's manipulative in the best possible way, like a good dom or something, or a violinist, you know? You feel like a puppet, with her hand in the back of your head, and she turns you to whatever she needs you to see, it's masterclass.
It's not even close to Spielberg-manipulative, because she thinks like the audience as she writes, juggling tropes and such to play with "what will the audience compare this to." She and Kyell Gold are the two authors in the fandom I recommend to people even outside. Even with all the tropes of furry novels (A gay/bi couple where the former worries the latter doesn't like him, an oppressive theocracy that brings doom to a protagonist, the scariness and chaos of a big city compared to former life), their stuff stands out.
I'll let you know when I post the musical summary of the aborted production of "Heretic," but I'll say the writing was so perfectly paced I could hear the music in my head as I read the chapters. The best compliment I can pay is that "obvious" is a positive trait in the story, so the music worked better the less subtle (and more stupid) it sounded. When Cuthbert inserts and turns the key on the cell door, I have the upper piano play the "penetration motif" doubled on castanet, the middle strings turn in the lock with a circular melody, an atonal crack in the oboe, and the french horn and bassoon draw the door open before one final bitonal piano "clang." All that in six measures. The more obvious the music, the more it fit the words. That's how she works.
She has, if not "innate talent" (a term I'm tired of throwing around), an intuitive grasp of pacing and depth and wordplay. It's manipulative in the best possible way, like a good dom or something, or a violinist, you know? You feel like a puppet, with her hand in the back of your head, and she turns you to whatever she needs you to see, it's masterclass.
It's not even close to Spielberg-manipulative, because she thinks like the audience as she writes, juggling tropes and such to play with "what will the audience compare this to." She and Kyell Gold are the two authors in the fandom I recommend to people even outside. Even with all the tropes of furry novels (A gay/bi couple where the former worries the latter doesn't like him, an oppressive theocracy that brings doom to a protagonist, the scariness and chaos of a big city compared to former life), their stuff stands out.
I'll let you know when I post the musical summary of the aborted production of "Heretic," but I'll say the writing was so perfectly paced I could hear the music in my head as I read the chapters. The best compliment I can pay is that "obvious" is a positive trait in the story, so the music worked better the less subtle (and more stupid) it sounded. When Cuthbert inserts and turns the key on the cell door, I have the upper piano play the "penetration motif" doubled on castanet, the middle strings turn in the lock with a circular melody, an atonal crack in the oboe, and the french horn and bassoon draw the door open before one final bitonal piano "clang." All that in six measures. The more obvious the music, the more it fit the words. That's how she works.
Number 3 actually reminds me of a poem by H. P. Lovecraft which I set to music a few years ago — an 8-line elegy for a one-month-old kitten that he found dead in his backyard bushes, called "Little Sam Perkins".
The ancient garden seems tonight
A deeper gloom to bear,
As if some silent shadow's blight
Were hov'ring in the air.
With hidden griefs the grasses sway,
Unable quite to word them—
Remembering from yesterday
The little paws that stirr'd them.
The ancient garden seems tonight
A deeper gloom to bear,
As if some silent shadow's blight
Were hov'ring in the air.
With hidden griefs the grasses sway,
Unable quite to word them—
Remembering from yesterday
The little paws that stirr'd them.
Happened to me a few times, yeah. I'm probably callous, since I never started to feel that "Oh, I feel so bad now that they died." And it wasn't "the death completes their emotional journey," but I wrote the characters the same way track runners aim for a point beyond the finish line so their bodies don't slow down in anticipation. No hints at all, the death comes out of nowhere, just like for the characters, with their stories still unresolved. Life is messy and I find it interesting to work with.
If it makes you feel better about character death, in "Vixen" I at least have Bartoš hallucinate her after her demise, to complete her character arc.
If it makes you feel better about character death, in "Vixen" I at least have Bartoš hallucinate her after her demise, to complete her character arc.
Yeah, don't remind me. For Grant, I sunk deep into depression and started getting it out of my system by drawing and writing terrible fanart and fanfiction http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13404476/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13406194/ instead of all of these (because I lack ice cream). I needed a little ray of sunshine in a story like this... Thanks for sharing, I was wondering if this picture was fresh in anyone's mind. <3
The latest pair of chapters she posted has helped me a lot, I think it helps infinitely to see the story move on and plot thicken.
The latest pair of chapters she posted has helped me a lot, I think it helps infinitely to see the story move on and plot thicken.
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