So I've had writer's block since January, and then on the morning of my birthday I woke up, sat down at my computer, and banged out an 8,000 word short story.
BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT EVER! THANK YOU, MY BRAIN!
Original fantasy, featuring the protagonist from a different novel I'm working on, back when he was a scandalous young man instead of a scandalous older man. Much gratitude to
I was reading a book entitled Emotional Child Abuse, which deals mostly with the myriad ways that ill-adjusted parents can pass that along to their ill-adjusted kids, and I found an interesting passage on dealing with death:
"When parents fail to heal from the death of their spouses, they bring their child up in a bleak, lonely environment, passing on a distorted view of death, mourning, and love."
Instead, the main character in my story isn’t particularly in love with the idea of lifebonding, because all it’s done in his own life is produce a pattern of neglect, where the people who should have cared for him are instead caught up in their own romantic concerns. And why as an adult, he makes a conscious rejection of the ideal that privileges romantic love over all else. (Which doesn’t make Dark Deviance any less a love story, but it means he’s out doing things, running a business and kidnapping people and going to the opera, instead of sitting at home miserable about being single.)
The other party in that love story is more worried about the loss of autonomy that comes of falling in love in a canon where you somewhat literally have to do anything that your mate’s happiness requires. Which is also an issue that I felt needed to be fixed.