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The Inkspiller replied to the topic Short Story Critique in the forum Fantasy Writers 6 years, 1 month ago
Like the others have said – quite different! The use of second person lent a hefty nostalgic feel to it and gave it a poignant ‘in memoriam’ gravitas and atmosphere to what could otherwise have felt very impersonal or distant. The procession of false expectations, rumors, whispering, gossip, and mob rule was also brilliantly done.
I do have to second @beth20 – the narrator’s tone and their interactions were suggestive of a “relationship” – at least through the lens of our culture. I definitely found myself somewhat confused on the narrator’s gender and checking back and forth to see if the pronouns were consistent.
I’ll take your word for it that they’re just really close bros, but as a guy myself I would like to offer some constructive criticism on making the relationship more clearly platonic / clearing the air of any accidental romantic intimations while still maintaining that mystical / fantastical atmosphere.
If you still want to use dancing as a bonding moment in their relationship, I would suggest building in an explanation / world-building scene in advance which clearly shows that in this world, dancing is not a necessarily romantic activity. Western culture (e.g. America) tends to see dancing as a romantic activity, and interpret a lot of older / more traditional expressions of affection as romantic (e.g., the legions of ding-dongs who think that Samwise Gamgee and Frodo Baggins are gay, not realizing that it’s totally normal in a lot of Western European / Latin cultures for men to ‘kiss’ each other on the cheek (it’s like a peck that misses) as a greeting, and has been normal since the medieval period).
Otherwise, for the sake of an unknown audience that may not be so historically acquainted, you may wish to replace the activity with something more conventionally masculine.
Examining the text again, several hours later, it’s not the dancing (at least not by itself) – it’s the way the narrator speaks about Corian, the narrator’s language and style which – well – feel very feminine, at least to me, which I doubt was intentional (on my first read through, I thought the narrator was female).
My guess is that you were going for a more elegant tone to build a sense of fantastical majesty and age (as opposed to cheeky modernity). By all means, keep using that and refining your diction and syntax, as we’ve far too many “medieval” fantasies in the world with not a whit of attention paid to how our ancestors actually behaved, thought, and spoke. As an addendum, I really do like the wistful tone that permeates the story.
However, the feminine patterns of communication between the narrator and Corian feel just a little awkward / unsettling to me with the narrator being male. I think portraying a deep-intimate male friendship is a super cool thing that doesn’t show up in literature all that often (thanks to the cultural precept that men don’t have feelings or talk about them) – but this doesn’t feel quite like it.
I wish I could articulate it better, but there’s just something odd about the manner of the narrator’s introspection. Perhaps I’m just narrow-minded, but it feels weird to read it as a guy – it feels very… non-guy-like. 😐
One note is eye contact – it may just be me, but my experience among myself and my male friends has seen that men rarely if ever make eye contact when they get emotional. Perhaps it’s just Western culture, but even the most introspective and emotionally honest men I know find tearfulness to be utterly shameful and humiliating. I know that it feels that way for me. Our reaction to emotional pain that we can’t “fix” is to shut it off, to just stop feeling. We compartmentalize, seal off the damaged parts of our soul to keep trudging on – because our sense of self-worth tends to be based on our capabilities (instead of the capabilities of our Lord).
One tangential comment – men don’t usually just sit around and talk. We don’t handle our heart-to-hearts like that – not in a sober state, not unless we’re at our wits’ end. We get together for activities, for a purpose (e.g., why tons of dudes’ friendships consist of guys they play video games with), and we happen to have deep conversations while doing this other thing.
I’m going to stop myself here and do some more research to articulate myself, but I want to end this on a positive note. The story is strong and I really like what I see; my only real criticism (if a very protracted one) is on the masculinity of its two main characters and their relationship.












