l'enfer est vide, et tous les diables sont ici

[fahye]

A little while ago I picked up Aimé Césaire's French version of The Tempest, which places lots of emphasis on the colonialist aspects of the play and not much on anything else. But instead of just a selective translation of the play, there are also all of these randomly improvised scenes.

(GONZALO: Saisissez-moi bien. Imaginez un gigantesque verre de lampe qui propulserait à la vitesse d'un cheval au galop et dont le centre resterait impassible comme l'oeil du cyclope. C'est précisément ce secteur de calme que l'on appelle l'oeil du cyclone et qu'il s'agirait d'atteindre.

ANTONIO: Joli! En somme vous voulez dire que le cyclone ou le cyclope, ne voyant pas le paille qui est dans son oeil, nous en réchapperions! Cela est en effet lumineux!)

Omg. It's like FANFIC. It's like Césaire was all, you know what this play needs, it needs NEW METAPHORS that allow me to make CLEVER JUXTAPOSITIONS, and then it needs SNARK.

*charmed*

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I realise that I have four drabbles still to finish (sorry! I'll get to them tonight!) but after I've done my homework for today I'd like to ramble about writing for a while. So:

Ask me a question about one of my stories. It can be absolutely anything in ANY fic and I will tell you the honest-to-God answer. Don’t hold back. Ask about my plans for future stories if you like. Anything. Whatever you ask, I will try my best to answer.

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[agonistes]

Are you ever going to write any more Firefly fic? D:

Also/alternately: ramble at me about Lee Adama as you write him.

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