*yawn* hi. Batman!

[themeletor]

This, I wrote on the Metra on the way back from Chicago. Some dude kept giving me funny looks, so I made it look like I was writing about him (you know, where you look at the person, kinda tut, write, still looking at them...) -- it was fun.

It is only a little, general-audiences drabble, the first in what will hopefully be a decently-sized lineup of semi(or fully)psychotic Batfic, though that cannot happen until I have binged given myself a refresher course on my Batman quasifangirlness.

Anyway, it's early, and I'm sure that all didn't make the least bit of sense. So.


That which a man fears, he comes to know intimately. He learns the way it moves, that he can dodge its approach. He studies its sound: its cry, its accidentals – even in the dark, he knows it. He knows what lures it; he knows what will send it away. He has watched it, fascinated by the pure cold power it has over him, immobilized by the vivid horrors his mind’s eye cannot stop creating. Given time, a man will know the object of his fear better than he knows his love, his family, his home, himself.

And so the Bat-Man.

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It is also my ticket to allow myself to read the Flist-Haunting Lurk Zone wayne_crane. Finally.

Comments

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

Very nice drabble! i like this bit: fascinated by the pure cold power it has over him, immobilized by the vivid horrors his mind’s eye cannot stop creating. especially.

and so my obsession with the Bat-Man.

glad i have lurking company!

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

Perhaps when I see the film I may be able to read this properly, without all the obsessive schoolgirly giggling about zombies :-(

Because it's really good, and I need my brain to stop jumping up & down shouting "Loook! It could be Jack & Zombies!!" because really, brain? That's not helpful. *scowls at brain* *brain hides and threatens to stop co-operating on sparrington fic* *lets brain come back out again and return to piratical contemplations*

[(Anonymous)]

~Em

Your piece explores a very animal feeling with a very human twist: fear with conscious pondering. I felt a cold, eerie stillness about when I read this.

Very nice, dear. When you get this sort of thing published, we'll talk about my beach house. <3.

[ima-pseudonym.livejournal.com]

1. Yay for the drabble! (brilliantly written, of course) Although.. I couldn't help thinking about Crane while I read this.. Just because of his whole obsession with fear, and such.

2. Chicago! *sighs* I would so give anything to go visit it, again.. Without a charter bus of annoying choir/band students.

3. I'm on wayne_crane, too! ^_^ *evil laugh* Although, to be honest, I'm mostly there for the 'Crane'. Jonathan rocks my socks.

[captain-molly.livejournal.com]

I'll have your ficlet either later or Sunday. ACK. Big fire outside of town has ebcome really important really fast. :( Sorry!!

[xzombiexkittenx.livejournal.com]

1. Yay! Chicago.
2. You're even prettier in person.
3. SQUEE!

Nice trip inside Wayne's head. I am soososososo glad that you're writing in this fandom. *bounce* I have nothing insightful to say about this drabble, only that it has that same dark edge as the cinematography and the writing feels like the movie.

[duckgirlie.livejournal.com]

Ah, I just discovered wayne_crane recently, (Thanks to the very talented fangirl_lizzie, and have found myself slightly addicted... And you have to love Cillian, and that's not just my occaisional burst of patriotism showing...