if you're me, it's the weekend!

[kindkit]

The first of two blessed days off, yay! (Pardon my gloating--before today I've only had one day off in the last twelve, so I'm bit giddy.)

Naturally, I feel like doing a meme. Gakked from penknife and slightly modified:

Pick a paragraph (or any passage between... let's say 100 and 600 words) from anything I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

Puns are unlikely, actually. (Aren't you glad?) And 100-600 words includes quite a few of my complete fics, not just snippets.

My fic master list is here on DW, here on LJ, or you could check AO3, which has most of my stories.

Comments

[ellen_fremedon]

I'd love to hear your commentary on this paragraph from "In the House of Dust":

One night in their youth, after Enkidu's grieving had eased, Gilgamesh asked him what the difference was between beasts and men.

"Clay," said Enkidu.

Gilgamesh considered, stroking Enkidu's hairy arm, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

"You build--we build--houses and cities with clay bricks. Animals sleep wherever they find themselves. We press words into clay and keep them. When the animals speak, the wind blows the words away."

Years later, when Enkidu was sealed in his tomb and Gilgamesh was wandering, uncombed and desolate, he thought that for "clay" Enkidu could have said "suffering." No man builds a wall unless he has enemies. No man writes a letter unless the man he wants to speak to is gone.