I haven’t exactly provided evidence of my presence online these past two days, but I have, in fact, been here. I have no idea what my internet-access situation will be like for the rest of the week, though (MORE family vacations!), so I might really disappear for a few days. If that does turn out to be the case, goodbye for now, and I’ll return Saturday or Sunday!
I previously forgot to mention that I’m spending the weekend visiting people who do not have an internet connection, so I’ll only be around when I am at my hotel and can make its internet function, which may not be often.
The rather sudden appearance of Family Vacations is also causing unexpected delays in the fixing-up of a certain piece of writing which I swear will actually be available to read one of these days.
Keep Going Back: Enjolras, Combeferre
I gripped your hand
and caught a glance
of the next time round
In Another Life, Vienna Teng
They’re dragged off a bus in Missouri for not knowing their place. They’re killed at sixteen.
They’re drafted. No protest avails. They ship to Vietnam; one makes it a month and the other a year. They’re twenty-one and nineteen.
They keep going back.
This is so much more than a literal reincarnation story - it works symbolically too. That the soul of the fight for a better future is not stopped by death, that as long as humans are alive and struggling, there must always be another revolutionary apocalypse to go through, and try again… I’m attempting to say that this is a beautiful piece of writing, simultaneously heartbreaking and hopeful.
I told myself I will not rant about the Les Mis fandom till I make a positive contribution to it.
I suppose this means I should really start working on that attempt at fic again. You know, the one I’ve been talking about for four months but have yet to post.
(Anyone want to read over yet another take on “male revolutionaries discuss women’s roles in society, with mixed results”?)