o my daughter

[be_themoon]

WHAT MARY

WHAT

Okay just behave now!

Sit down and behave I am being serious okay aaaaaah

This is the part where I should go 'shit' and hit the keys a lot in hopes of producing something, isn't it? *headdesk*

(inspiring this section so far - T. S. Eliot's Marina)

(if it keeps going much longer - omg send help - probably Carl Phillips' Civilization too)

Comments

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Why is it that the first thing that comes into my mind when I hear this is partyanimal!Mary?

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

heee! it wouldn't be accurate, but she was being a bit difficult - I'd stalled at around 800 words with maybe two thirds the story done. Uh. Suddenly I'm at 1.5K with maybe half the story done. D:

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, that happens to me too. For the only things that echo, it originally had crazy POV switches everywhere (everyone minus Susan, who was...indisposed) and I couldn't get anything done, and then BAM. It all worked out. :)

Also, I am loving the new layout. <3333

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

me too. SO MUCH. (layout, that is. loving it.)

And yeah, stories can be so complicated argh!

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

It's preeettttyyyyyy ♥.

I know! It's a love/hate relationship. 8D

[marycontraire.livejournal.com]

I am so confused by this entry. I know you are not talking to me BUT STOP CAPSLOCKING MY NAME, IT CONFUZZLES ME.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

heeeee <3333

I shall make it up for it by continuing to do the werewolves as well as I can and give them real futures!

obvious statement is obvious.

[marycontraire.livejournal.com]

I love werewolves. But I still refuse to read anything involving Renesmee. Oh God, her fucking name.

I KNOW! LET'S SHIP HER WITH ALBUS SEVERUS!

Re: obvious statement is obvious.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

There is an icon somewhere out there that says 'Even Albus Severus is laughing at Renesmee.'

(also, Renesmee as a name, ick. obviously, even she hates it, which is why when she gets forged papers she puts the name 'mary blake' on it. this is why there is a part in the fourth part that goes -

“Renesmee,” Bella says, and the word sounds so strange and abstract. It isn’t a name at all, she thinks, and without even realizing she is speaking out loud,

“Mary,” she says. “My name is Mary.”

BECAUSE HI, WHAT KID WANTS THE NAME RENESMEE. also, yeah, I hated the concept of Renesmee too. which is, uh, why I'm rehabilitating her. *coos* how are you today, Mary?)

[zempasuchil.livejournal.com]

THOSE POEMS! AHHH MY LIFE!

those poems are all over my lj I love them soooooo <3333 my name is currently marina just for that reason, and the side text is civilization, and omg eliot omg carl phillipsssss

I AM SO EXCITED THAT THEY ARE IN YOUR WRITING!!!

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

I found marina through a fic but I totes found civilization through you, and omg so gorgeous *shivers*

SO PRETTYYYY

It must only look
like leaving. There’s an art
to everything. Even
turning away. How

eventually even hunger
can become a space
to live in. How they made
out of shamelessness something
beautiful, for as long as they could.

this made me want to cry. trufax.

[zempasuchil.livejournal.com]

oh yes - that was the line that caught my heart forever and made me want to cry too: "even hunger can become a space to live in."

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

And how it must only look like leaving! OMG SUSANNNN. That whole section is just me sobbing in the corner.

[zempasuchil.livejournal.com]

OMG YOU ARE SO RIGHT, SUSANNNN
this is so totally like one of my drabbles that is in progress. whoa. maybe I will use this?
dude, I love how everything comes back to Narnia :))))

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

SUSAN IS SO AWESOME.

everything always comes back to Narnia! *throws confetti*

[zempasuchil.livejournal.com]

I hate to be an enabler but / I love to share poetry so:
reading Marina again reminded me of a Neruda poem - The Builder.

I chose my own illusion,
from frozen salt I made its likeness--
I based my time on the great rain
and, even so, I am still alive.

It is true that my long mastery
divided up the dreams
and without my knowing there arose
walls, separations, endlessly.

Then I went to the coast.

I saw the beginnings of the ship,
I touched it, smooth as the sacred fish--
it quivered like the harp of heaven,
the woodwork was clean,
it had the scent of honey.
And when it did not come back,
the ship did not come back,
everyone drowned in his own tears
while I went back to the wood
with an ax naked as a star.

My faith lay in those ships.

I have no recourse but to live.


tr. Alastair Reid, I believe.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

OMG SO MUCH PRETTY POETRY HOW DO YOU FIND IT ALL OMG

eeeeeee!

[zempasuchil.livejournal.com]

I just... read it? :)) my mom has books in the house, and I have lj friends who also read it and then post about it! so there you go, I find it about the same way you find it :D

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

"Marina" made me think of "The Guitarist Tunes Up" by Frances Cornford

With what attentive courtesy he bent
Over his instrument;
Not as a lordly conquerer who could
Command both wire and wood,
But as a man with a loved woman might,
Inquiring with delight
What slight essential things she had to say
Before they started, he and she, to play.

So pretty!

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

oooooh! oh that's a pretty poem, thanks! *squees happily*