I sympathize with your not wanting to complete the story in full form at this point, but still think it'd be a shame to just pull it entirely. If Option 3 restores your good feelings about the music you've collected, I'd like to at least see that.
Nicky Reynolds feels that I won't let him get married to Maree-- not a parallel of me, me as I am, for some reason, and the only reason, if I approve of the match, which I do, or at least I don't disapprove of it, I think? would be because something bad will happen unless I change something massive in the story. He doesn't want to wait even one day to get married, he wants that day. I guess it's important to him metaphysically. I thought they'd be getting married that night, but he says I'm stopping him. Knowing of whom Nicky Reynolds is a parallel, what bad thing could it be so I can trace it back to something I'm doing wrong now?
"Maybe there's no marriage at all" comes into my mind, but then, ending up with a marriage would be intrinsic to their being together, given their class / duties. Not like Simon. What it makes me think of is not having a big celebration and sticking to something private and hidden because someone got wind of the party and will use it to take down Atherton. That would mean Atherton has an enemy of whom I am not aware, and this person is someone I should have seen to the confirmed death of a long time ago. But since Nicky insists on the originally assumed big party, we're coming to odds there. It certainly would be vital to Nicky socially to have the big party. I didn't know how to really involve Atherton in this story, and I have the bit with the private detectives.
Long answer: I'm somewhat familiar with the French words involved, but I've never once spelled his name right.
One night he showed up and ate a bacon cheeseburger and butterscotch shake (the shake was very good, I've had several since then) at Culver's, spent some cash on gas for the car and came back to our house to watch, he said, The Greatest Game Ever Played through someone else so he could see how it looked from the audience's pov. I'd seen it a couple times by then, I think... Anyhow, he hung around awhile, left eventually, and I said, "We won't be seeing him again." ... Hah! Anyway, he's a great help in writing. Other than that, we knew each other in a past life when he was an adolescent jaguar and I think that about sums him up now.
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Long answer: I'm somewhat familiar with the French words involved, but I've never once spelled his name right.
One night he showed up and ate a bacon cheeseburger and butterscotch shake (the shake was very good, I've had several since then) at Culver's, spent some cash on gas for the car and came back to our house to watch, he said, The Greatest Game Ever Played through someone else so he could see how it looked from the audience's pov. I'd seen it a couple times by then, I think... Anyhow, he hung around awhile, left eventually, and I said, "We won't be seeing him again." ... Hah! Anyway, he's a great help in writing. Other than that, we knew each other in a past life when he was an adolescent jaguar and I think that about sums him up now.
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