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Jun. 20th, 2009 04:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stakebaitDoes anyone know where China Mieville stands on fanfic of his work? I got through 13 pages of Google hits without any luck.
The trouble is, I'm about halfway through The City & The City and I am absolutely plagued with stories about the ones who can't manage to learn unseeing correctly -- the happy but learning disabled child whose mother blinded her so she wouldn't be taken away, the old man with dementia who has to be kept away from the window, the [insane?] woman who believes she used to be from the other city but fell through the cracks one day and can't get back, and she keeps getting up into the faces of citizens of the other city and yelling at them, but they of course just ignore her, and Breach, for inscrutable Breachly reasons of its own, stubbornly refuses to take her away.
There could be others too, expats who run email forwarders and mail drop services and freight forwarding, a whole parasitical just city over the *other* border to wherever, for people to pass things back and forth through; bonded couriers who walk solemnly into an empty room in Copula Hall and hand papers from the left hand to the right. But it's the ones that can't do it that are going to haunt my sleep.
The trouble is, I'm about halfway through The City & The City and I am absolutely plagued with stories about the ones who can't manage to learn unseeing correctly -- the happy but learning disabled child whose mother blinded her so she wouldn't be taken away, the old man with dementia who has to be kept away from the window, the [insane?] woman who believes she used to be from the other city but fell through the cracks one day and can't get back, and she keeps getting up into the faces of citizens of the other city and yelling at them, but they of course just ignore her, and Breach, for inscrutable Breachly reasons of its own, stubbornly refuses to take her away.
There could be others too, expats who run email forwarders and mail drop services and freight forwarding, a whole parasitical just city over the *other* border to wherever, for people to pass things back and forth through; bonded couriers who walk solemnly into an empty room in Copula Hall and hand papers from the left hand to the right. But it's the ones that can't do it that are going to haunt my sleep.
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Date: 2009-06-21 10:09 pm (UTC)Could you send me your mailing address when you get a chance? I seem to have misplaced it, and I wanted to thank you properly, and send Jo a get-well note as well.