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🕑 Added 2014-12-06 20:46:31 +0000 UTC
Alright, with my book done, I've got two commissions on my table and two Yuletide stories I want to do. Hopefully I'll be able to do those in the next week, while doing some light revising of my book. After that, I'll be opening up my commission slot--phrasing--and you Patrons will go first. Now, here's a look at an upcoming LoK fic.
“Picture this!” Varrick thrust his hand out. “We’ll start with a flashback—“
“What’s a flashback?”
“Forget it! We’ll start with a flashback to the days of Aang and his faithful friends, Katara, Toph, and Sokka!”
“What about Suki?”
“Who cares about her? Now, for this whole Amon-Tarrlok story to make sense, we need to get into Yakone and all his issues!”
“Ooh, I know!” Bolin said. “What if we do flashbacks—they’re like memories, the mover jumps back to show something before and then returns to the present—“ He stopped to explain.
Mako thought back to how he had asked what a flashback was. *What’s a flashback?* He nodded.
Bolin continued. “What if we do flashbacks throughout the story, revealing the mystery little by little, making people wonder what’s really going on and trying to figure it out on their own?”
Varrick blew air up his mustache. “Boring! People wanna know what’s going on right away! You really think people would watch a mover serial, each week not knowing what’s going on? They’d think we didn’t know what’s going on, and were just making it up as we went! Heck, we might actually just never explain what’s going on. What’s there to stop us? But even I’m not that crazy!”
Bolin poked his fingers together. “I think never explaining what’s going on might give the story a nice ambiguity. Like, people could make up their own minds what it means. After all, it’s not the destination, really, it’s the journey…”
“Kid, this is why I paid you to talk, not think. Leave the writing to highly-paid executives, like me, who then tell the writers what to do! Now, as I was saying, we’ll go into that big trial of Yukone, how he used blood bending to try to kill everyone in Republic City, but Aang stopped him! We can leave all that to some peon screenwriter. But then, a weary Aang returns home to his wife Katara, and his good friend Toph, who is staying with them…”
“Toph, if you’re listening through a spirit vine, I am so, so sorry,” Mako muttered.
