...I have a sudden urge to go find the nearest body of water and contemplate it for hours. Alas, it is one o'clock in the morning so that would be a rather inconvenient project. Perhaps tomorrow.
Anyway, your imagery is beautiful. This story gave me a sense of restless searching, which is appropriate both to Susan and the ocean, and then finally settling into peace -- which is also appropriate to the ocean, which swallows all day-to-day cares in its vastness. Not surprising a sea journey is the way to Aslan's country, come to think of it. I also like the smaller, more practical touches, like eating seafood in the first year after the Winter because nothing else had yet recovered, or Aunt Alberta calling Susan to tell her about the train crash, or Susan having to oversee repairs to Polly's cottage since she'd left it languishing for years. Susan has a deeply practical side as well, so I like that you mixed that in with her water-yearning.
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Date: 2012-08-07 05:12 am (UTC)Anyway, your imagery is beautiful. This story gave me a sense of restless searching, which is appropriate both to Susan and the ocean, and then finally settling into peace -- which is also appropriate to the ocean, which swallows all day-to-day cares in its vastness. Not surprising a sea journey is the way to Aslan's country, come to think of it. I also like the smaller, more practical touches, like eating seafood in the first year after the Winter because nothing else had yet recovered, or Aunt Alberta calling Susan to tell her about the train crash, or Susan having to oversee repairs to Polly's cottage since she'd left it languishing for years. Susan has a deeply practical side as well, so I like that you mixed that in with her water-yearning.