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I would like to say as an editor that when I edit someone's work I am not thinking, "WOW what an idiot this person is, can't construct a sentence to save their life!!"
What I am thinking is, "does this mean what the author intends it to mean, and if not, how can we adjust it so it does?" and also usually, "wow I'm so glad I get to read this, what a privilege it is to help people say exactly what they mean to say."
I think a lot of people get frightened by the prospect of editing and I won't pretend there aren't some editors who come at the task with a suboptimal attitude but a good editor just wants to help. They want the piece to mean exactly what you intended it to mean when they're done. They do not, if they are worth their asking rate, want to scold you for being a bad writer. They do want to make you a better one. It is a helping profession.
Chapter 21. Lincolnshire, 2024: Saints and Sinners
With thanks to beta-readers @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon and @leo9thecat
Rated E - detailed TW/CW available at the link
There was a polite knock on the bedroom door.
“Anthony? I think we need to talk about what happened last night,” Marco called through the door.
“Hang on a sec!” Anthony yelled, leaping up and rummaging through the clothing and various other items distributed on the bedroom floor for a clean pair of pants.
By the time he emerged, clad in the cheap ill-fitting jeans he’d bought when first fleeing London with Aziraphale what seemed like months ago, Marco had clearly got bored and wandered off. Anthony found him neatly tucked up on one side of the sofa with his legs beneath him, sipping his morning coffee.
“Ah, Anthony. Good morning.”
He meant to return the greeting, but it came out as “Fnrrr.”
“So. About last night…”
“Mmm?”
Marco gave him a grave look. “It must never happen again.”
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CW/TW: Assisted Suicide/Assisted Death (as was Terry Pratchett’s preferred term)
Read these today and they resonated too deeply not to share.
“Point Me to Heaven When the Final Chapter Comes” by Terry Pratchett
“We have been so successful in the past century at the art of living longer and staying alive that we have forgotten how to die.[…]
Now, however, I live in hope—hope that before the disease in my brain wipes it clean, I can jump before I am pushed and drag my evil Nemesis to its doom, like Sherlock Holmes and Moriarty locked in combat as they go over the waterfall.
In any case, such thinking bestows a wonderful feeling of power; the enemy might win but it won’t triumph.[…]
I hate the term “assisted suicide.”[…]Suicide is fear, shame, despair, and grief. It is madness.
Those brave souls lately seeking death abroad seem to me, on the other hand, to be gifted with a furious sanity. They have seen their future, and they don’t want to be part of it.[…]
I am enjoying my life to the full, and hope to continue for quite some time. But I also intend, before the endgame looms, to die, sitting in a chair in my own garden with a glass of brandy in my hand and Thomas Tallis on the iPod— the latter because Thomas’s music could lift even an atheist a little bit closer to heaven— and perhaps a second brandy if there is time.
Oh, and since this is England, I had better add “If wet, in the library.”
Who could say that is bad? Where is the evil here?[…]
What [those seeking death] are doing, in fact, is buying themselves a feeling of control.[…]
Life is easy and cheap to make. But the things we add to it, such as pride, self-respect, and human dignity, are worthy of preservation too, and these can be lost in a fetish for life at any cost. I believe that if the burden gets too great, those who wish to should be allowed to be shown the door. In my case, in the fullness of time, I hope it will be the one to the garden under an English sky. Or, if wet, the library.”
“The Richard Dimbleby Lecture: Shaking Hands with Death” by Terry Pratchett
“It’s that much heralded thing the quality of life that is important. How you live your life, what you get out of it, what you put into it, and what you leave behind after it. We should aim for a good and rich life well lived, and at the end of it, in the comfort of our own home, in the company of those who love us, have a death worth dying for.”
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It's not inclusion if you piss on people who think differently from you and enjoy different things, it's just hate wearing another face
Wow. Unbelievable what an honest-to-goodness basket of crabs the Good Omens fandom has become.
Folks, it's OK if you didn't like the ending. Really, I understand. You like what you like, you dislike what you dislike. That's just the way it is.
But for the love of god, can you stop shitting on people who find interesting things about it and want to talk it out? FFS! Don't hide behind "I don't want to need a Ph.D in literary analysis to enjoy a story", or "I don't need to have a class in media literacy to want my happy ending". Some of us do enjoy this sort of deeper digging and what you're basically telling us is that we're snooty for enjoying it. Capacitism, anyone? I don't have a degree in media literacy or a Ph.D. in literary analysis. I just have a brain and I like to use it.
And all these people who scream about inclusion are the first to piss on anyone who sees things differently from them and enjoy something they don't. These are the very first people who say "don't yuck someone else's yum. Guys, this is NOT the way. Do better.
Please, block the fuck out of me if you can't be civil. I don't need you in my life, taking up precious energy. I'm not your emotional punching bag: call a therapist.
And if you want to come here and bitch about NG, call me a rapist-lover, say I'm deifying him and calling him a genius, or that I'm "praying the gay away", you're ringing the wrong doorbell. You don't know the first thing about me and you'd fall backwards on your ass if you did.
Go fuck with someone else.
And let me just say, for good measure, it's not you who decides what's canon or not. Canon is established by the creators or rights holders. So all of you saying "S3 isn't canon for me" are saying, you headcanon it differently. That's fine! Just, know the f'ing difference! Being proud of your illiteracy and anti-intellectualism is not the flex you think it is.
Some thoughts I've had since my last post. It was kind of a revelation that I've had in a couple of places over the course of a few days.
Firstly, the problem of the Final Fifteen left us in limbo for nearly three years, wanting to know what would happen between Crowley and Aziraphale. Nobody was worried about that pesky end of the world bit at the end. Just three years of a romantic cliffhanger.
I'm not speaking for anybody here, I'm not accusing anyone of necessarily believing what I'm about to say over what their actual feelings are on the finale, it's just my opinion... But the show was never about Crowley and Aziraphale's love for one another. Yeah, it became that, but it was originally about their love of humanity.
Season 2 was a big ol' distraction from that, and a broken-hearted angel and demon became the main concern. I'm not denying that I am right there with those people. But the thing that made Crowley and Aziraphale different from the rest of their sides was their love of humanity.
I will say I've been having issues with people complaining that their decision was out of character. I wholeheartedly disagree with that. And besides, like Aziraphale said, they both wanted to be together, but it was about more than that.
As for alternative endings where they simply start up where they left off, minus heaven or hell, with everyone's memories intact, would never work. Humanity had already been poked and prodded into what it was. You can't just pull that rug out from under everything and act like that would suddenly work. The knowledge of the Plan is still being affected by it. In order for them to truly take advantage of a universe with true free will, they needed to be human and have human experiences for it to truly mean anything.
I don't think Crowley and Aziraphale just vanished, and oop, they never existed, they were never real. They have existed in many different ways over many different lifetimes.
I've had people argue about Anthony and Asa not being *them* but that's the thing. They are. They're not the same, but the building blocks are the same. Their love always draws them together, and they both got to be with the one they love.
Aziraphale and Crowley's last kiss explained (by a European) ✨❤️
I shall jump straight to the point: people online did NOT seem pleased with Aziraphale and Crowley's last kiss. However, unlike them, i believe this was a deeply meaningful, touching and romantic moment for us to see and i thought I'd give my two cents about it too.
For starters: this was an APOLOGY kiss. That's right people, not a simple "I love you" or "I like you back" kiss but a PROPER apology kiss. Aziraphale reaches for it first, it's the first thing that comes to his mind when he realizes this might actually just be the last time they ever get to see each other. He wants to start over, do it better, and in order to do that he needs Crowley's forgiveness for everything that has happened in the past few years for things to finally be RIGHT.
He also touches his lips the same way he did when he first got kissed by Crowley at the end of season 2, except this time he does it to "give it back". It simbolizes Crowley's feelings being reciprocated, a tender act of apology for not kissing him back the first time but finally doing it right this time. He no longer thinks of that touch to his lips with sorrow or hatred or confusion, but rather as an answer, as something beautiful, as the love he's always felt but could never find the courage to openly reciprocate until now.
As for a possible additional meaning, here in Europe a kiss given by the fingertips can symbolize many things. One of them is "farewell" (and given the context of this scene i might add this kiss was the perfect choice), it's a sign of respect and profound admiration, it's a tender act to say goodbye in a polite and innocent way: it's pure, just like them.
Additionally, in my country, a kiss by the fingertips is most commonly known as a religious act, a sign of devotion and adoration done to the feet of sacred statues and holy sculptures; it symbolizes complete submission to our deepest love for the holy and to surrender to the greatness of the saint we behold, to give them our complete and undoubted faith.
it's loyal, It's devoted and faithful, It's endlessly filled with love and respect, it's playful and innocent but also clever and bold: it represents Aziraphale PERFECTLY. ❤️
i believe we were very lucky to be able to see the different ways these two characters express their love for one another, we get to see how Crowley expresses his love through a kiss and we get to see how Aziraphale does it in his own way. They both come straight from the heart, both dripping with need and affection and love, but each in their own, unique ways.
Their kiss is THEM, it's a reflection of what they think of one another, how they see each other, and how they perceive their relationship. And i think it's the single most beautiful thing I've ever seen in a very, VERY long while.
I adore this explanation.
They don't need words to tell each other they'd die for one another. Their eyes do the talking. The finger kiss is an act of devotion from Aziraphale towards Crowley.
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All his life, Aziraphale had been striving.
Striving to be a good boy for his mum – neat, quiet and compliant – to avoid adding to the stress he could see was caused for her by his two rampant older brothers. Striving academically – as an eleven-year-old, trying to win a place at the grammar school with all the opportunities that could open up for him, the humble third son of a mechanic and a barmaid. Then once he’d achieved that, striving to be worthy of the resources that were being invested in him by the Praiseby Estate, to show that he was as bright and promising as everyone told him he was. Latterly, striving to please Reuben and his parents.
It turned out he’d been doing it all wrong. The secret was to give up.
The Good Omens Prime account posted a new poster today, and Peter Anderson Studio decided to give us a ring.
Of course we had to answer the call... Would be rude not to.
Translation and explanation for the poster is below the cut.
So first off for those that are curious, this is nowhere near the Angelic trial script found in season 2. On closer inspection, the symbols seemed to be some sort of repeating flourish font. So we had to find the font.
I spent 3 whole US dollars on this terrible decorative filigree.
Now all that's left is to type out every single letter by hand one by one, and presto change-o
So what mysteeeeeerious secrets have we revealed?
"dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit..."
If that quote looks familiar to you, you're probably a graphic designer. This text is a mixture of standard placeholder Latin, corrupted fragments, and keyboard-mashing, a literal translation is impossible. However, we can translate the source phrases from which these rings were built.
In professional typesetting, Lorem Ipsum text is meant to simulate the "look" of a document without the "distraction" of meaning. If we translate the intended meaning of the recognizable Latin roots, the inscription reads like a fragmented philosophical treatise on pain and duty.
Most of these rings are derived from the same sentence:
"Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit…"
"There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain…"
Ring 1 (outside)
elit sed do adipiscin do eius modg elit exe adipiscing elit adipiscing elit rcit- tion ind of orem ipsum dolor sit amet consectetur adipiscing
Ring 2
orem ipsum dolor sit amet consectetur adipiscing elit sed do eiusmod ugimt sit vo(vd)luptatem nda dbc iueq sunt in culpa qui dolor incia
These rings focus on dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed do eiusmod.
"…pursuing excellence, but also through the work and pain of the moment. [Corrupted gibberish: dugimt, dbc] …they are in fault who [fail in their] duty through a weakness of mind."
Ring 3
ipsum mnnv dnmvn dfgnkda iem io sum dolor sit amet consecti dolor ea mc vemo cillu volu m dolor eenia i voluus m “Heart broken World Broken What’s the point of anything?” di
This ring contains the most corruption
Recognizable Roots: veniam, illum, voluptas.
"…[Gibberish]… pain itself… [Gibberish]… that piece of pleasure… [Gibberish]… Heart broken World Broken What’s the point of anything?"
Ring 4
Amet consectetur adipiscing elit sed do eius ____lee dolor in reprmin i fmm ve n iekjd eo ore voluptate sum dolor sit
Ring 5
adipiscing elit sed do eiusmod tempor cu quip ex ea comms ltmn jrew t r t e f nb ai nima veniam esi ea commor
These rings use fragments of the section discussing "the effort required to achieve results."
reprehenderit, voluptate, eiusmod tempor, ex ea commodo.
"…to find fault in [reprehenderit] pleasure… [Gibberish]… through the effort of work… [Gibberish]… unless they result in some convenience or advantage."
Ring 6
corporis suscipit laeorios am ev a dkd wr scing elit sed mque laudante totam rem aper iam ullam
This ring pulls from the "laborious" section of the text.
corporis suscipit laboriosam, laudantium, rem aperiam, ullam.
"…undertakes laborious physical exercise… [Gibberish]… praising… I will open the whole matter… [Gibberish]… no one."
Ring 7 (left side) Ring 7 (right side)
um dolor sit ame i consese __ur adipiscing orem ipsum dolor sit
Ring 8 (left side) Ring 8 (right side)
eiusmoddbc iue qwkl Orem ipsum dolor sit
Ring 9 (left side) Ring 9 (right side)
mec at sua dolor i dolor ee mn neu
These outer/inner fragments are repetitions of the same opening phrases.
"Pain itself… consectetur… eiusmod… their own pain."
Conclusion:
Peter Anderson studios are giant trolls and deserve
to be put in a corner to think about what they’ve done.
On behalf of everyone in the @ineffable-detective-agency who worked on this rush job:
You can also check out our instagram where we posted it first. You can ping Peter Anderson while you're at it and tell them to try harder next time.
So get this... the angelic, Enochian script around Crowley book of life entry? Nothing more than an off-the-shelf scriptish font spelling out the Lorem Ipsum sequence. [guffaw].
Lorem Ipsum in a fancy dress shirt.
“It’s your friend. Penelope. I don’t mean to excuse my being rude to you just now, but I am very worried for her, Aziraphale.” Lord Devine paused, then looked Aziraphale directly in the eye. “She’s gone missing.”
The latest chapter in my Good Omens human AU, & another flashback to Aziraphale's youth in a mansion in Lincolnshire, England.
Rated E, full tw/cw and tags on AO3
Fic summary: Aziraphale's life as Gabriel's downtrodden, sexually exploited servant is turned upside down when his boss comes home one evening with a temperamental, devastatingly attractive redhead...
Read the latest chapter here or start from the beginning
Here it is, Waein's The Nighthawk, best fic of the year, as far as I'm concerned. Possibly the best of them all. I know I like it. And I've been reading it for literally, months.
I've had the honour and the pleasure to beta (along with Tismrot) this extremely well researched, historically accurate and tonally appropriate story set in the Canadian hinterland at the end of WWI. It has intrigue, it has mysticism, it has romance, but first, it has great emotional depth. I highly, highly recommend it.
Posted for Armistice Day.
The year is 1918.
The Third Battle of Ypres has been fought to its bitter end.
The death of a young Cree soldier sets in motion a chain of events that will alter many lives—from the English elite in Grosvenor Square parlours, to the liquor runners of Montreal, the gold prospectors chasing fortune in the northern wilderness, and the Métis and Cree trappers watching as their world shrinks and vanishes all around them.
An English doctor carrying too much grief.
A stranger walking between worlds.
The fading heartbeat of a land bartered for gold.
A tale of secrets and sorrow; of some friendships lost, and others forged; of love buried, and a new love born.
And above all, a story about stories—stories that heal, redeem, and reweave even the most broken of souls.
Good Omens — a Canadian edition.
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Latest chapter is up! A flashback to Aziraphale's youth...
Summary of work: Aziraphale's life as Gabriel's downtrodden, sexually exploited servant is turned upside down when his boss comes home one evening with a temperamental, devastatingly attractive redhead...
Excerpt: He was back, at last. His skin browned by the Florentine sun, his fusilli-like curls spiralling out in every direction because being an artist and an intellectual presumably didn’t leave time for haircuts... Things had been different between them, these last few months. Somehow Reuben always seemed to have the upper hand — in conversation, in decision-making, in bed. He wasn’t rude, or demanding — quite the opposite. He was enthusiastic, appreciative, revelling in their time together. But Aziraphale missed the way things had been the previous summer — when he had felt… well… equal.
This chap rating: E TW/CW: racial oppression, manipulation, sexual coercion, beating, dubcon, noncon
Thank you so much to beta readers @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon & @leo9thecat !
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