Dude--okay, must take a moment to compose myself or all you'll get out of me is "dude"s and "OMG!!!!"s. . . .
There’s something different about Lilo, but Nani couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
I just love the understatement of that first line. It makes me wanna go "duh!", but despite all the obvious weird we notice about Lilo, think of all that's hidden underneath her skin, the stuff no one sees.
That first line was like a zen koan.
Something besides the normal weirdness of a talking dog and alien uncles and the fact that, no matter how many times Nani took her out, Lilo just couldn't get the hang of driving a stick.
Yeah, Nani doesn't know the half of it, yet.
She flew a spaceship before she was ten, but Nani’s Jeep was too much for her.
OMG!!!! I've fallen in love with your Lilo--so hard. And stick--dude, I started my slashthedrabble "drive" story and it's Myrtle teaching Lilo--trying to teach Lilo to drive stick. My Myrtle didn't have quite as flash a car, but--dude. Dude. I'm verklempt. I'm in serious love, here.
It drove Nani crazy. First she thought it was her fault for not teaching right. Then it was Lilo’s fault for not trying hard enough. Finally she decided Lilo wasn’t ready and, when she was, it would happen.
The perfect approach to Lilo. She's smart; motivated, just not in the direction one might expect or want. Not always. And pushing her doesn't help.
It was a good thing Lilo didn’t mind walking everywhere.
Your Lilo's just like I imagine her, down to the littlest things. I mean, as fun and easy as it is to write Myrtle, Lilo is harder to show/tell. Even through someone else's eyes. You capture her the way I see her but can't quite write her. My hero! ::hugs::
Nani drove her when she had time, but paying for food for a teenage girl, and Stitch, and, god, could the aliens eat any more, well, that meant working a lot, even with government help. Cobra did what he could, but there was a recession and the budget for social services got cut first.
And I love the realism of that--that it wasn't happily ever after, despite the way the movie ended. What happened to David? Why isn't the Galactic Federation Council helping out? The aliens are their citizens, after all, Stitch their collective creation.
Please write the story where Lilo flies the spaceship. Pwease?
But when Lilo started coming home with dry hair, and didn’t wear her bathing suit under her clothes all the time, Nani realized change was in the air.
Effing. Genius. That was just--perfect. You ease us into it, the way Nani eases into the realization. It's the little things that give us away when we're in love, not the big ones.
And you prose is just amazing. Take it from someone who tends to skim prose (it's a bad habit, I'm trying to break it, but it's very much a work in progress): your prose is awesome.
She couldn’t figure out what, exactly, Lilo was doing instead of surfing. There were no calls from her teachers, or complaints from the neighbors, or visits from the police. Lilo didn’t burn down the house, or let Stitch play with the chainsaw, or make messes in the kitchen with her experiments.
Nani's got the single-mom version of "okay". Not a bad thing, but she has an instinct for Lilo that's very mom-like, and she knows this isn't trouble in the usual Lilo-sense. It's not anything dangerous, not really. But something.
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Date: 2008-03-30 02:28 am (UTC)Dude--okay, must take a moment to compose myself or all you'll get out of me is "dude"s and "OMG!!!!"s. . . .
There’s something different about Lilo, but Nani couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
I just love the understatement of that first line. It makes me wanna go "duh!", but despite all the obvious weird we notice about Lilo, think of all that's hidden underneath her skin, the stuff no one sees.
That first line was like a zen koan.
Something besides the normal weirdness of a talking dog and alien uncles and the fact that, no matter how many times Nani took her out, Lilo just couldn't get the hang of driving a stick.
Yeah, Nani doesn't know the half of it, yet.
She flew a spaceship before she was ten, but Nani’s Jeep was too much for her.
OMG!!!! I've fallen in love with your Lilo--so hard. And stick--dude, I started my slashthedrabble "drive" story and it's Myrtle teaching Lilo--trying to teach Lilo to drive stick. My Myrtle didn't have quite as flash a car, but--dude. Dude. I'm verklempt. I'm in serious love, here.
It drove Nani crazy. First she thought it was her fault for not teaching right. Then it was Lilo’s fault for not trying hard enough. Finally she decided Lilo wasn’t ready and, when she was, it would happen.
The perfect approach to Lilo. She's smart; motivated, just not in the direction one might expect or want. Not always. And pushing her doesn't help.
It was a good thing Lilo didn’t mind walking everywhere.
Your Lilo's just like I imagine her, down to the littlest things. I mean, as fun and easy as it is to write Myrtle, Lilo is harder to show/tell. Even through someone else's eyes. You capture her the way I see her but can't quite write her. My hero!
::hugs::
Nani drove her when she had time, but paying for food for a teenage girl, and Stitch, and, god, could the aliens eat any more, well, that meant working a lot, even with government help. Cobra did what he could, but there was a recession and the budget for social services got cut first.
And I love the realism of that--that it wasn't happily ever after, despite the way the movie ended. What happened to David? Why isn't the Galactic Federation Council helping out? The aliens are their citizens, after all, Stitch their collective creation.
Please write the story where Lilo flies the spaceship. Pwease?
But when Lilo started coming home with dry hair, and didn’t wear her bathing suit under her clothes all the time, Nani realized change was in the air.
Effing. Genius. That was just--perfect. You ease us into it, the way Nani eases into the realization. It's the little things that give us away when we're in love, not the big ones.
And you prose is just amazing. Take it from someone who tends to skim prose (it's a bad habit, I'm trying to break it, but it's very much a work in progress): your prose is awesome.
She couldn’t figure out what, exactly, Lilo was doing instead of surfing. There were no calls from her teachers, or complaints from the neighbors, or visits from the police. Lilo didn’t burn down the house, or let Stitch play with the chainsaw, or make messes in the kitchen with her experiments.
Nani's got the single-mom version of "okay". Not a bad thing, but she has an instinct for Lilo that's very mom-like, and she knows this isn't trouble in the usual Lilo-sense. It's not anything dangerous, not really. But something.