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Mar. 3rd, 2002 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabAnd Luna's giving me titles.
Parents. Tonight, John Vanderslice at the Olde Club (!!). Old e-mails from Julie.
And then, getting reinvented in Maayan's blog, or mudwrestling, or maybe not.
But regardless, (thank you, thank you, SdS) I saw "Dog With Two Bones." more on that later. Simply put, I don't think it's x vs. a-z. I think it's a box of crayons, and sometimes you need brown. Sometimes it's a brown sort of day. and really, the hero of the morning after is the Great American Hero anyway. I mean, it's not 1950 anymore. And this guy, he's just, I don't think he's that kind of hero either. I think he's a white boy who can't go back, because he knows things now. So when he can't stay either, sometimes he just goes back into that crayon box and feels around for brown. Because it's there. Which isn't to say that his character, his personality, isn't informed by all the other colors too. But he's lost, and he's gotta color his world the way it makes the most sense today.
In other news, Proust and Camus are not fic writers, and Pene didn't know them either.
Wait for me.
Parents. Tonight, John Vanderslice at the Olde Club (!!). Old e-mails from Julie.
And then, getting reinvented in Maayan's blog, or mudwrestling, or maybe not.
But regardless, (thank you, thank you, SdS) I saw "Dog With Two Bones." more on that later. Simply put, I don't think it's x vs. a-z. I think it's a box of crayons, and sometimes you need brown. Sometimes it's a brown sort of day. and really, the hero of the morning after is the Great American Hero anyway. I mean, it's not 1950 anymore. And this guy, he's just, I don't think he's that kind of hero either. I think he's a white boy who can't go back, because he knows things now. So when he can't stay either, sometimes he just goes back into that crayon box and feels around for brown. Because it's there. Which isn't to say that his character, his personality, isn't informed by all the other colors too. But he's lost, and he's gotta color his world the way it makes the most sense today.
In other news, Proust and Camus are not fic writers, and Pene didn't know them either.
Wait for me.
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Date: 2002-03-03 01:21 pm (UTC)-J
I get your meaning --
Date: 2002-03-03 01:51 pm (UTC)I understand absolutely what you're saying, and I have to agree. But I guess I make a difference between working out a character's motivation, or drive, whatever you wanna call it (the equation), and painting the character's emotional landscape as he himself perceives it (the crayon box).
Maayan, struggling to be articulate on a Sunday night.
PS: So, I'm confused. I thought Pene had read l'Etranger?
Re: I get your meaning --
Date: 2002-03-03 01:55 pm (UTC)What I meant to say is, the equation and the crayon box don't have to equate one another. I don't know about you, but I'm not consciously aware of the things that make me tic, push me, make me act, most of the time.
M.
Re: I get your meaning --
Date: 2002-03-04 06:50 pm (UTC)And just imagine if Proust or Camus wrote fic! We'd be having the same argument anyhow, though, because I still come down on the Hemingway/Camus side of things, and I've never made it past the very beginning of "Swann's Way." still, though. "Crichton's Way"? I'd give it a gander. *g*
Instead, I'll take a bath. and think about things.
Re: I get your meaning --
Date: 2002-03-03 08:40 pm (UTC)Re: I get your meaning --
Date: 2002-03-05 04:47 am (UTC)M.