hi, can you talk a little about your fic "bearer"? I want to hear more about it. it makes me feel something distant
hello anon, of course iĀ can! i've actually beenĀ very slowly writing up a bonus content dvdĀ commentary dreamwidthĀ post on bearerĀ because there is so much iĀ have to say about various writing choices and deleted scenes--here is a snippet from that draft:
every section of the fic is about ferrariĀ or about max, which is the curse and/or the love of it all of course. the #thesis is that both are inextricably intertwined for charlesĀ as different aspects of racing which is so integral to his sense of self and the thing he loves above all else that is so painful and also so beautiful, victory comes hand in hand with an appropriate amount of anguish etc, but to extremely and misleadingly simplify things the associations alternate so that ferrariĀ is closer to the more unpleasant/difficult kisses and max is closer to the more pleasant/easy kisses (georgeĀ / lewisĀ / sebĀ ā ferrari, pieroscĀ / jannikĀ / max ā max). but obviously it is not that simple at allĀ and everything is both romantic and difficult and charlesĀ will not compromise one for the other. penultimate section being sebĀ is extremely important because of his narrative link to both ferrariĀ and max and because that is charlesā most difficult connection to sort through (although iĀ think it is probably even more difficult for sebĀ than it is for charles).Ā
but generally max is in the background moving closer and closer to the foreground with every section whether charlesĀ consciously realises or wants to realise it or not: pierreĀ bringing up that charlesā true love is probably someone from karting (which is brought back in maxās section by charlesĀ but of course he and max turn it from a neutral statement, someone from karting, into a competitive one, someone iĀ beat/someone who beat you in karting); charlesĀ comparing oscarās kinetic intuition to max; charlesĀ seeing max from a distance leaving the sauberĀ garage and noting the existence of distance but also its surmountability; jannikāsĀ max-like inevitability of victory and charlesĀ enjoying pushing back against jannikĀ in the same way he enjoys pushing back against max because he's the guy who is a bit insane in question And iĀ have always said btw that jannikĀ and max are narratively paralleled; āpair of bulls about to lock hornsā having been there all along Just Likeā; max breaking sebāsĀ records. iĀ really had so much fun making max the bus driver because he is the endgame that all things are heading towards. and charlesĀ will win everything he will have both love and victory my final message goodbye.
let me know if there's a particular section youĀ wanted to me to say more about!! i'mĀ really pleased the ficĀ made you feel something distant :') i'm pretty muchĀ always striving to evoke Ambiguous Emotion with my writing. 3316 is probably the most straightforwardly romantic ship iĀ have ever had in my life and even then⦠Ā
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