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Lovie: more "love"

Lovie is demonstrating in my head that no, she is actually crazy.

I have no idea what it is that she is going to do, but she is going to do something crazy.

Now, when normal people do something that is crazy, they acknowledge that they have done something that is crazy, when they are recounting the story. Something like, "I was just so mad I wasn't thinking straight", or "It was a crazy idea, but there was really nothing else that I could have done", or "I have no idea how they talked me into it", or something of the sort. Something to acknowledge that, you know, they're not usually like this, and they haven't completely taken leave of their senses.

Lovie, on the other hand ... !

"Really, the only rational thing I could do was ... "

Gosh. That phrasing sounds really, really, really familiar.

LOVIE IS NOT VERY SANE AT ALL. She just pretends to be.

And I have total love for C. and S. right now, because they are excellent strong women who have been inspiring this whole crazy train of a story to get chugging, even though the characters who have been templated off of them will probably act nothing like them once all this is over. And I am amused, because it just occurred to me that I could be talking either about given name or LJ name.

I prefer to call NaNoWriMo participants "NaNites" rather than "Wrimos". It just sounds better, never mind that it's not official.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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