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Beauty and the Beast	By : QueenB Category: Angel the Series > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Angel: The Series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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PREFACE AND ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

“It is understood a useful, and it certainly is a commendable, practice, that in bringing a book before the public, the author should say a few words by way of introduction, and of excuse, I presume, for his writing the book at all.” - by “Charles,” “Flunkeyania, or Belgravian Morals” from The Pearl, a Journal of Voluptuous Reading (1879 - 1880), the underground magazine of Victorian England
This was my third attempt to write a novella for the National Novel Writing Month 2005 challenge during the month of November. I commenced this mammoth effort again under considerable duress. It was supposed to be started on November 1st. Instead it was five days late, typed up without my own personal computer and after having lost two previous floppy disks. I also performed this task with the handicap of seven-day-a-week employment. Arrrrggggh! (I’d like to thank my fellow Meetup member Kara Whatley for her kindly donation of a first-rate computer along with all the necessary accoutrements; it helped me enormously in completing my task. Would that all National Novel Writers Month participants had such a helpful acquaintance as she.)
Why would anyone in their right mind attempt such an effort even under favorable circumstances? The reasons are as many and varied as the people who undertake this Herculean task: personal pride, the determination to write that Great American Novel after having put it off for years with the various excuses that frequently attend procrastination, a wish to publish and perhaps reap the monetary benefits of having a work in print, a convenient answer to a school project or merely a need to hone one’s writing skills. In my case, I wanted to repeat my triumph of two years’ ago or see if that was merely a fluke.
Having gotten that off my chest, I must state I have never been an original storyteller. Those who have read my fan fiction in the past will be aware of this fact. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that this story of mine is merely a different version of an old tale. Since it is also being written for the National Novel Writer’s Month challenge, expect a tale filled with blinding mediocrity, boring exposition, historical inaccuracies, temporal anomalies and an overuse of adverbs and adjectives.
The story of “Beauty and the Beast” has been around for centuries in written and oral form. The tale as we know it in its modern version was first published in 1740 by Madame Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Gallon de Villeneuve as part of a collection of stories La jeune amériquaine, et les contes marins (told by an old woman during a long sea voyage). Mme. de Villeneuve wrote fairy tale romances drawn from earlier literature and folk tales for the entertainment of her salon friends.
This familiar fairy tale has long remained one of my personal favorites. It doesn’t matter to me how politically incorrect it may be today to favor a heroine who falls in love with her captor. I have felt that the character portrayal of Beauty showed rare courage as well as familial devotion in choosing to sacrifice herself for her father instead of waiting patiently for some anonymous prince to win her hand in marriage as so many other European fairy tale maidens do. Also, rather than mooning over a pretty boy member of the nobility or aristocracy, she learns to recognize and fall in love with inner beauty rather than outward appearances.
It is at this point I would like to thank Mistress Ace and Starcrossed, the noms de plume of two of my favorite male slash fanfic writers. They penned an unfinished novella of their own entitled “Save My Soul.” A fine entry in the m/m slash sub genre, also known as yaoi, this depicts a graphic, passionate and erotic tale of addiction, lust and desire between Riley Finn and Angel.
Sadly, this excellent story remains unfinished more than four years after I first read and printed it for my own personal delectation. I had contacted the writers often to get them to finish it but to no avail. At one of my last communiqués, I was informed that the writers had suffered a breakup brought on by personal disagreements so it appeared as if the story might remain incomplete indefinitely.
The URL for “Save My Soul” is http://www12.addr.com/~jeneral/slash.htm and I highly recommend it and urge that you check it out for yourselves and email the imaginative and skilled creators of this sensual piece of fiction if only to encourage them to finish it at long last and satisfy my prurient curiosity.
I hope you enjoy my humble novella. It took me great pains to bring it to you but it was a labor of love nonetheless. May you enjoy reading it as much as I have penning it.
“One day across the lake where echoes come now
an animal that needed sound came down. He gazed
enormously, and instead of making any, he took away from, sound:
the lake and all the land went dumb. A fish that jumped went back like a knife,
and the water died. In all the wilderness around he drained the rustle from the leaves into the
mountainside
and folded a quilt over the rocks, getting ready
to store everything the place had known; he buried-
thousands of autumns deep---the noise that used to come there.
Then that animal wandered on and began to drink
the sound out of all the valleys-the croak of toads,
and all the little shiny noise grass blades make.
He drank till winter, and then looked out one night
at the stilled places guaranteed around by frozen
peaks and held in the shallow pools of starlight.
It was finally tall and still, and he stopped on the highest
ridge, just where the cold sky fell away
like a perpetual curve, and from there he walked on
silently and began to starve.
When the moon drifted over that night the whole world
lay
just like the moon, shining back that still
silver, and the moon saw its own animal dead
on the snow, its dark absorbent paws and quiet
muzzle, and thick, velvet, deep fur.” - William Stafford (1914 - ), The Animal That Drank Up Sound, pt. 1
(1992)
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