23/10/07

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The lovely [livejournal.com profile] deborahjross having invited me to submit a story to an anthology, which I did, sent me back the file so I could do some arriere pensee editing. Her file included the introduction she had written in which, among other things, she said that I was capable of audacity. How cool is that? I don't think of myself as audacious (okay, I don't think of myself as red-headed, either, but thanks to the miracle of chemistry other people do think of me that way, and...what was I saying?). I've always wanted to be audacious, in much the same way that I've always wanted to be 5' 8" and willowy. I suppose you don't recognize certain intangibles in yourself (as opposed to the tangible and demonstrable fact that I am not now, and will never be, 5' 8". Alas.)

Now, I just finished reading [livejournal.com profile] jaylake's Mainspring. There's your audacity for you: posit a world in which Earth is literally a sphere in a gigantic brass armillary, with cogs and internal clockwork. I come upon something like that and think "how did he come up with that idea? What made him think he could do that and make it work? And then pull it off! Wow." How odd to think that someone reads a piece of my writing and thinks "how did she come up with that idea? What gave her the idea that she could pull it off?"

Wow. Audacious. Cool.