Seeking the Spheres to Connect Them

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literatigeek:

if he did Donna would see it on television, recognize him and thus her mind would burn up.

Eleven has realized this and thus he’s now carrying it to save her life.

He’s got it under control. 

Sorry for the no-excuse hiatus. I iz a lazy bum. So this next chapter is not too much action. It starts with Lucy playing the piano, and we get a little bit of her relationship to music. She’s not the best player, but she puts her heart and soul into the music, and it sends her CLOSE to this awesome, heavenly place known as “The Empyrean.” The Empyrean is where the gods are supposed to reside, and it’s a pretty important place. Lucy isn’t able to completely get there, but she is close. The pensioners gossip about things, but mostly we just get more insight into Lucy and her personality.

So, I find the whole idea of The Empyrean to be intriguing. Moreso, it plays into the idea of little people doing little things. A lot of people deride this, saying that it isn’t worthy or of merit. Sometimes it is true. Look at Victor Hugo, Tolstoy, their dedication towards big people and big things. It’s staggering and beautiful. We can’t imagine them devoting themselves to little people and their small concerns. However, Forster specifically wrote this novel with little things, with little people. Is that a bad thing?

A lot of novels written are of little people doing little things. Big things may sell a lot, and I’ve even read many big things novels. But I am much more drawn to little things, little people. As much as novels are used as a mode for escape, I also feel like they’re used for empathy and insight into problems. I find myself always finding strength in difficult or new situations knowing that many of my fictional heroes have gone through the same exact things.

There’s also the issue of “Well, why is THIS character so special?” when it comes to little novels. And why not? They’re special because I say so. Why do you think so highly of yourself? You’re not the president or anything. But you still exist and still matter to someone. I feel like this goes into the whole “big issues vs. small.” Sure, my issues aren’t as important as the president’s, but they still exist. Why can’t I write about it?

Ultimately, I feel like little problems can be exalted, but never reach the Empyrean like large problems, like Lucy. But they are still there to be exalted, so why not?