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Aw, thanks for your kind words and your advocacy. And I’m glad it was inspirational! I have been awful about letting people know when they’ve inspired me, but there’s probably an unbroken chain of storytellers in that way kind of stretching back to primeval humanity, y’know? What a neat thing.
So the thing with Colors You Can See is that it was one of many things I wrote while sort of casting around to try and find characters, and I didn’t really write it to publish it, I wrote it to figure out just when Poe and Kes had stopped talking to one another. Clearly, it wasn’t then, and I’d sort of expected it wasn’t then, but I wanted to explore how they both felt about things then, and what kinds of issues were between them, and also how little of himself Poe habitually revealed to any of his friends or colleagues from quite a young age, starting almost as soon as he left home. (I was young when I left home, go the lyrics to the song the whole thing’s named for, and that was kind of my starting premise.)
I was a little bit sad when Iolo suddenly had a crush on Poe, I had only meant for him to be joking about that but it struck me as the kind of joking that comes out of sincerity. But what I was delighted by was how easily Kes just laid all his issues right out for Iolo, but not in a way that Poe could ever really pick up on.
Kes regarded him for a long moment, inscrutable, the golden light spilling across his face and turning his irises amber. “I just don’t want him to have to fight,” he said finally.
List of questions here | my AO3 here | thanks for indulging me! :)
Aw, thanks for your kind words and your advocacy. And I’m glad it was inspirational! I have been awful about letting people know when they’ve inspired me, but there’s probably an unbroken chain of storytellers in that way kind of stretching back to primeval humanity, y’know? What a neat thing.
So the thing with Colors You Can See is that it was one of many things I wrote while sort of casting around to try and find characters, and I didn’t really write it to publish it, I wrote it to figure out just when Poe and Kes had stopped talking to one another. Clearly, it wasn’t then, and I’d sort of expected it wasn’t then, but I wanted to explore how they both felt about things then, and what kinds of issues were between them, and also how little of himself Poe habitually revealed to any of his friends or colleagues from quite a young age, starting almost as soon as he left home. (I was young when I left home, go the lyrics to the song the whole thing’s named for, and that was kind of my starting premise.)
I was a little bit sad when Iolo suddenly had a crush on Poe, I had only meant for him to be joking about that but it struck me as the kind of joking that comes out of sincerity. But what I was delighted by was how easily Kes just laid all his issues right out for Iolo, but not in a way that Poe could ever really pick up on.
Kes regarded him for a long moment, inscrutable, the golden light spilling across his face and turning his irises amber. “I just don’t want him to have to fight,” he said finally.
List of questions here | my AO3 here | thanks for indulging me! :)
