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Monarch by likeamadonna (PG-13)
Fandom: U2
Pairing: Bono/The Edge
Author on LJ:
likeamadonna
Author Website: Love Is Blindness
Why this must be read:
Because I'm not a fan of monologuing and this one still slew me. Bono's taken himself off to the USA, alone, to drive cross-country and talk something out to Edge, through a portable recorder. The wonderful thing about this first person monologue is that the narrator is privy to information we're not. All we can really tell at the outset is that he's trying to sort out his feelings and get his head around something that's happened, and we only learn what as the natural ebb and flow of his thoughts and feelings are laid down on the recording. As he gradually talks himself through his confusion, we learn more about what he was confused about. Likeamadonna has Bono just about pitch-perfect - one thing the man can do, after all, is talk.
I hope you cherish your Iowa souvenirs. I was torn between the teddy bear Statue of Liberty with a tear in its eye and the pouting baby fireman with wings, his arms encircling miniature World Trade Centers. So I bought both of them, because that's just the kind of person I am. Oh, and the mastodon forced me to take the remnants of my meal home in a plastic container. That's a ticking time bomb of salmonella if ever I saw one.
The heat is cruel and ubiquitous out there. The sky near the horizon is white with moisture and any number of suspended particles, and contrails from planes lacerate what's left of the blue. Tubes of humanity glide over my head. In all the years we've spent touring this country, I've never been so aware of the immense size, the scale of it. What takes hours in the air takes days by land. I picked up a pamphlet back in the souvenir shop that said I-80 closely follows the Mormon Trail. I can't imagine what it would have been like for those people to walk all the way to Salt Lake City.
Monarch
Pairing: Bono/The Edge
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Love Is Blindness
Why this must be read:
Because I'm not a fan of monologuing and this one still slew me. Bono's taken himself off to the USA, alone, to drive cross-country and talk something out to Edge, through a portable recorder. The wonderful thing about this first person monologue is that the narrator is privy to information we're not. All we can really tell at the outset is that he's trying to sort out his feelings and get his head around something that's happened, and we only learn what as the natural ebb and flow of his thoughts and feelings are laid down on the recording. As he gradually talks himself through his confusion, we learn more about what he was confused about. Likeamadonna has Bono just about pitch-perfect - one thing the man can do, after all, is talk.
I hope you cherish your Iowa souvenirs. I was torn between the teddy bear Statue of Liberty with a tear in its eye and the pouting baby fireman with wings, his arms encircling miniature World Trade Centers. So I bought both of them, because that's just the kind of person I am. Oh, and the mastodon forced me to take the remnants of my meal home in a plastic container. That's a ticking time bomb of salmonella if ever I saw one.
The heat is cruel and ubiquitous out there. The sky near the horizon is white with moisture and any number of suspended particles, and contrails from planes lacerate what's left of the blue. Tubes of humanity glide over my head. In all the years we've spent touring this country, I've never been so aware of the immense size, the scale of it. What takes hours in the air takes days by land. I picked up a pamphlet back in the souvenir shop that said I-80 closely follows the Mormon Trail. I can't imagine what it would have been like for those people to walk all the way to Salt Lake City.
Monarch