I enjoyed this very much and the end took me off into the sunset with Jim and Blair.
Ah, thank you! My muse insisted on the motorcycles, and I really had to work to make it reasonable. I had thought that Jim was driving one of the bigger, fancier trucks at that time, and it would make sense it would fit in where Blair wanted to go. Jim was right, the '69 wouldn't have been a problem, but the muse wouldn't budge.
Roadtrip! One of my fave story kinks. Um, if you wrote a sequel I would be so right there!
I'd love to, but right now the muse isn't interested. And, all the while I was planning on the cycles, I was remembering that I still want to write "biker butch Blair and long-haired hippie Jim", going from town to town on their motorcycles, doing good and moving on, as a sequel to your "Letter" challenge from so long ago. What I'm afraid now is that, if I try to write a sequel to either, they'll get so tangled I'll never sort it out.
The shamanism was fascinating and I particularly liked how Blair, who theoretically knows more about this than Jim, is doing the Westernized version of scheduling this quest at his convenience and it takes Jim, who worked with Incacha, to understand and insist on doing it the right way. True equals here.
As always, each man trying to do the best for the other. (Well, Blair's usually the one who's making more accommodations, but I firmly believe Jim's heart is in the right place.) Once Jim saw how much Blair was hurting, I think he just had to admit the reality of his own visions, and go with Blair's.
Beta -- Oops! Thanks for that. I read to my BFF as each part is written; I use 888 as a bookmark for where we left off. I'll go delete that.
Thanks for such a lovely feedback; I really appreciate it. .
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Hi, Caro!
I enjoyed this very much and the end took me off into the sunset with Jim and Blair.
Ah, thank you! My muse insisted on the motorcycles, and I really had to work to make it reasonable. I had thought that Jim was driving one of the bigger, fancier trucks at that time, and it would make sense it would fit in where Blair wanted to go. Jim was right, the '69 wouldn't have been a problem, but the muse wouldn't budge.
Roadtrip! One of my fave story kinks. Um, if you wrote a sequel I would be so right there!
I'd love to, but right now the muse isn't interested. And, all the while I was planning on the cycles, I was remembering that I still want to write "biker butch Blair and long-haired hippie Jim", going from town to town on their motorcycles, doing good and moving on, as a sequel to your "Letter" challenge from so long ago. What I'm afraid now is that, if I try to write a sequel to either, they'll get so tangled I'll never sort it out.
The shamanism was fascinating and I particularly liked how Blair, who theoretically knows more about this than Jim, is doing the Westernized version of scheduling this quest at his convenience and it takes Jim, who worked with Incacha, to understand and insist on doing it the right way. True equals here.
As always, each man trying to do the best for the other. (Well, Blair's usually the one who's making more accommodations, but I firmly believe Jim's heart is in the right place.) Once Jim saw how much Blair was hurting, I think he just had to admit the reality of his own visions, and go with Blair's.
Beta -- Oops! Thanks for that. I read to my BFF as each part is written; I use 888 as a bookmark for where we left off. I'll go delete that.
Thanks for such a lovely feedback; I really appreciate it.
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