The Great Gatsby & Mansfield Park
These two books, written by very different people in very different eras, give me the same feeling. The first time I read Mansfield Park, the similar feeling was from this line:
They were careless people, Tom and Daisy – they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.
Because the first time I saw the book as Fanny did, I saw the Crawfords as invaders who kind of ruined this family and then escaped without being harmed, but then I read it again and I realized that what really makes me sad in each book is the sadness of unachievable dreams.
Gatsby never gets Daisy, Edmund never gets Mary. Both of them couldn’t see the real woman. Edmund will not listen and sees what he wants to exist. Gatsby sees Daisy as a representation of wealth and success not as an actual human with a past and emotions.
Both family structures, Daisy & Tom and the Bertrams, are superficially beautiful and yet inwardly rotten (with the exception of Edmund, mostly)
Nick Caraway and Fanny Price both occupy a strange liminal space where they are within and outside of higher society.
Jordan Baker and Mary Crawford both kind of watch the action from the sidelines and don’t get involved in the morality. Both lose their love interest because of how they react to the climax of the story.
Nick and Fanny both do this strange thing where at first they don’t seem to really be participants in the story, but kind of strange narrator-observers but as time go on they take more of the stage
The hollow morality of the rich, disillusionment with society
Something between Gatsby and Fanny, where they are both raised up socially (Gatsby by his wealth and Fanny by her family), but they aren’t fully there and no one treats them as a equal. They are neither rich nor poor, they don’t fit anywhere. To oppose my point above a little, Nick knows how to fit, he isn’t fully in the club because he has a job and is poor. But Gatsby makes social errors and doesn’t seem to pick up cues, because he doesn’t have the education. Fanny has only a part of the education and no wealth. Her own conciousness of how poorly she merits a place in the society she lives in. But then she doesn’t fit in Portsmouth anymore either..
So anyway, despite being very different, these books occupy the same real estate in my head because I get a similar vibe from them. Someday I want to do a sort of crossover but I’m not totally sure how. Interestingly, while I have written varations to make Mansfield Park end happily, I don’t have the same compunction with The Great Gatsby. Maybe it’s because I literally don’t know how to fix it. Obviously you could send Gatsby home on time from WWI, but would Daisy really choose him? Would they actually be happy? If anything I want to write a nice happy ending for Jordan Baker.
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Literally went to brush my teeth and was struck by overhwleming anxiety about a hypothetical situation that might not even come to pass (I get that new job that I want and I have to tell my current boss that I'm leaving in the middle of this big project that I partially initiated & am the only person in-office currently competent enough to do it. It's not impossible, I'm writing clear guides, but they'll have to hire someone else who probably won't be as thrilled about the finnicky bits or as patient and accommodating and people pleasing with all the nonsense that goes on)
And THEN I saw/noticed smthn on tumblr that made me feel REALLY bad about myself and it's just. 👉👈 Are you mad at me? What did I do wrong? Is absolutely NOT the appropriate or mature response here so I'm gonna keep my damn mouth shut but also. Consider. I am a desperate void with abandonment issues living with the knowledge that everyone eventually gets tired of me, if I don't manage to push them away with my badness first like
Who out here living with the foundational belief that they are a fundamentally un-likeable/unlovable person, a fundamentally bad person, and beneath it all not even really A Real Person but just a gross void and that's why you can't keep any friends & will always be lonely
I can't even blame the internet bc being offline is equally lonely given the limitations of my day to day life, and it's all just different flavours of the same isolation
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I know it's not plausible nor does it make sense with canon, but I just WANT there to be more fics of PJO characters experiencing snow for the first time. Like maybe Jason and Percy are out on a quest and it starts snowing overnight and Jason doesn't know WHAT is going on because he can feel it in the way he can feel the rain, but it's different too, it makes him feel chillier, makes him want to lay down and stare up and up at it.
Or maybe it's Will, who lived in Texas his whole life and then at camp, never seeing snow because he's always back home in Texas by the time Chiron lets some snow in for the campers to mess around in. One day it's too dangerous to let any campers go home at their normal time, and after speaking with his mom Will decides he wants to stay with his friends in New York all year (he's probably just graduated from school so he's taking a gap year or something, and he wants to hang out with Nico and Piper and all his other friends) and Chiron announces one night near the very end of November that there is a forecast for snow the next day, and that the borders will be adjusted to let it in. Will is so excited he barely gets to sleep because he's never SEEN snow before. He wakes his cabin up early enough that they're all grumpy about it (there's only like 2 other Apollo kids there with him but still) but they all go out and throw snowballs at each other and Will isn't dressed right, his hands are so cold they hurt but he's having the TIME OF HIS LIFE.
Nico who has only ever had bad memories of the snow - he first met Percy in the snow which led to him losing Bianca, the snow nearly killed him when he was on the run all alone, so forth and so forth - wakes up to snow in Camp Half-Blood and he's instantly not in the mood. He doesn't have gloves or a hat or a scarf or anything, so he just tries to layer on his thickest shirt and sweater and trudges to the dining pavilion, ignoring all of the kids around him screaming and laughing and having fun. He's miserable about it, and is going to just spend the day in his cabin with the doors and windows locked shut. What he doesn't anticipate is Jason and Will running up to his cabin and, first, throwing snowballs at his windows like assholes, until he stomps over and yanks open the door to yell at them. Then he doesn't expect them handing him orange and purple gloves, hat, a sweater, and even socks, which apparently they had both been saving just for him. They don't let him make excuses, they just drag him out the second he's dressed. At first he's snappish and a dick about it, even though now he's not even cold with all his bundled up layers, but then as the day goes and Will stuffs a snowball DIRECTLY into Jason's face and Connor Stoll starts selling Styrofoam cups of hot chocolate, two for a drachma, and Annabeth makes snow angels with a group of the younger kids who couldn't go home this year, he, ironically, starts to melt a little bit. Will definitely doesn't expect the snowball he gets to the face, from Nico's glove.
Piper who's from the beach, from Malibu, who's seen snow, but not really the kind you can play in, just the thinnest little dusting that makes things a little prettier. She hated snow because of it, because it always felt fucking contrived, like it was just there to make the place more appealing to tourists, so when she hears that Chiron is going to let snow into CHB she just rolls her eyes and throws her hands up and wonders what's even the fucking point of it, why even bother making everything pretty here when there aren't even tourists to impress?? But then she gets up the next day and she's only got one sibling staying year round so they sort of silently agree to spend the day together, and there's fun breakfast being served at the dining pavilion and Chiron has let everybody get out of their classes for the day so they can mess around in the snow. There are already kids out ice skating on the lake even though Percy keeps telling them it's not totally safe yet. Camp, for once, is full of kids running around and screaming because they're having fun, and something clicks for her and she goes oh. Okay, maybe I do get it. She hangs out with her sibling all day, and Leo and Jason when she can catch up with them, but her favorite thing is catching those little snowflakes on the fuzzy parts of her gloves and watching them dissolve, examining each little individual structure until it disappears.
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thoughts on farewell neverland by txt?? <3
one of my favourite bsides!! i love the acoustic guitar and i love that it ends the album off nicely. the lyrics are really nice too!!
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The conversation with Hermes in front of the Elpis flowers was beautiful, but for me it mostly confirm the thought I had earlier that the world unsundered is cruel in ways the world sundered can't be. Because an utopia relies on everything being perfect, and when you need everything to be perfect to work the slightest deviation will be rejected. Specimens in Elpis are destroyed if they don't fit in, and in the same way Hermes's feelings of grief and and sadness are immediately dismissed by everything and everyone around him. Because this world is perfect, and how can you not be happy with perfection?
I'm not really going anywhere with this I'm just... How out of place must you feel to be so relieved when you see someone else experience sadness, because you thought you were the only one?
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