Hi Terry!
Yeesh.
I've been a bad boy, not commenting as I should have. Boo on me for that. It's just that I'm still trying to wrap my head around these versions of Lois and Clark and Lex.
Haha, no worries! Been busy over here. I'm just happy you're still reading
and it's a complicated universe.
And it's not the writing or the story premise that has me off-balance. I simply can't figure out which of our major bad guys to root for.
If it's any consolation, and it's probably not, it took me a long time to figure that out too.
Superman is shockingly dark - so dark that I wouldn't put it past him to kill Nigel. Lex is fighting a private war with Clark over both business and their past relationship, with a beautiful and desirable woman tossed in the mix. Lois can't see what's right in front of her face - knows she's not in love with Lex but doesn't realize that he's a criminal, nor can she see Clark's evil deeds for what they are.
All parties are more than flawed individuals. And ignorance is bliss. Lois doesn't yet realize how true that will be.
All three of them (Lois less so) have believed that one can do bad things up to a point and then stop while still remaining a good person. Each of them has crossed that line now.
Yes. And the boundaries will still be pushed a bit further. You always hear that the villain supposes he's the hero all along... I hope that comes across, especially considering how slighted Lex feels, and how doggedly in the right he thinks he is. Although by that logic, you can still extend that theorem to the other two main players.
What will happen to Lucy, given what she knows? Will Lex complete his plan against Bureau 39? Will Clark tell Lois everything - and I mean everything? Will the Superman persona survive, and if so, what will be his focus? Just how much will Lois let Clark get away with before she trips on something worse?
One of those questions will be partially answered in this chapter 49.
It's enough to envision a Hamlet-like Tank ending where only Bill Henderson and Lucy are left to tell the tale. 'Tis a grim task you've set for yourself.
Oooh. Don't tease me. I'm flattered and tempted all at once. I love Tank endings, though Lois' hair may be growing out instead of getting a chop. And there's a reason Hamlet is my favorite Shakespeare tragedy. Although, if I'm being transparent, I equally love Othello.
Although Miranda's "Honey-buns of Steel" comment was priceless. A new nickname for Superman! "Superman and his honey-buns of steel stop runaway subway train. Film at eleven!"
I love the idea of Lois slipping the term into an article, and the whole world loves it enough to make it a thing. Clark would naturally be humiliated that the world was only ever referring to him by his assets.
CLARK: Mom! I need my cape to be thicker! I don't want anyone staring at my rear!
Alternatively, I also debated the use of the term "honey Bunches of steel-cut oats" but ultimately liked this one better.
Every time I think you've hit the highest peak in the tension, another one comes along to top it. Excellent tale, and well-told. Keep it up!
Thank you! High praise
I worried a lot about stacking too much drama up, but I'm glad it's working out. Hope you keep reading and enjoying! I know we've come so far, but there's still a ways to go.