Wonder Woman was created by Dr William Moulton Marston in 1941 and is the © copyright trademark of DC Comics. My Wonder Woman stories are only fan fiction and based, primarily, on the 1970s CBS TV show (albeit, updated to the present time of writing). However, any resources from adaptations and comics may be utilized. All characters are entirely fictional. Except for any characters found in DC Comics or related adaptations, these stories and characters are my creations, unless otherwise stated. In my stories, Wonder Woman is the only known superhero.
07 The honey trap – Part 2
Roger raced back to Warren’s waiting taxi at breakneck speed. In his youth, he scored an enviable record for touchdowns in college football. Although such athletic prowess had long since departed, on this day, Macintosh would have given Jerry Rice a run for his money.
“Where’s Diana?” said Warren.
“I don’t know,” he panted. Breathless and perspiring, Roger still felt in a surreal mood, which began when he found himself last in Wonder Woman’s arms.
“Did you split up?”
“We got captured. The Chinese took us aboard a sophisticated aircraft. Wonder Woman rescued me – that was the last time I saw her.”
“Diana is with Wonder Woman?”
“Yeah, I think so…Diana is with Wonder Woman,” Roger concluded, feverishly. “And she was in trouble! I’ve got to go back and save her.”
“Hold on, mate, Wonder Woman should take care of Diana.”
“No, I’ve got to find her,” he said, finding clarity.
He set off down the bushwalk once more. His sense of Diana Prince as Wonder Woman gained traction in his mind with every passing stride. It all seemed so obvious now: he had never seen Diana and her alter-ego together at the same time; the resemblance between the two was uncanny. Why did he not see it before? How could he be so slow?
A slower pace may have saved Roger from looking down the nozzle of Bo Hung’s handgun for the third time. They met where the trail meanders around the bend, deep in the woodland, before the approach to the waterfall.
“Your heroine can’t save you this time, American,” said Bo.
“What do mean by that?”
“Dead,” he snapped.
“Noo!” roared Roger.
He charged Bo Hung like a raging bear. His ferocity and speed surprised the Chinese agent. Belief is everything. When your enemy refuses to lie down, it plays with the mind. A shot which Bo Hung could have ordinarily taken with his eyes closed, rocketed past his target’s left earlobe. A second later, Roger’s own knuckle-rocket collided with Bo’s jaw.
The lanky operative sprawled along the trail. Roger leaned over him with the man’s gun in his face.
“What happened to Wonder Woman? Quickly! I’m in an impatient mood.”
“They threw her off the mountain,” he said, groggily. “That’s all I know.”
“Are they still there now?”
“No. Gone.”
“In the aircraft without you?”
“Yes. Yes. I was ordered to drive the car back to Sydney.”
Pulling Bo Hung up by the collar, Roger clobbered him over the back of the head with the gun handle; he instinctively hated violence but felt driven into action. He dragged the Chinese agent under the trees to sleep it off. Roger noticed Bo’s climbing belt. Realising its potential usefulness, he took it for himself.
On the remainder of the way to Katoomba Falls, Roger figured if the aircraft had a cloaking device, a method of identifying its departure would be looking for a change in the scenery, such as the rock formation. Unfortunately, it appeared the same on arrival. The only difference he noticed was the absence of the aquatic invertebrates in the splash pools. His mind flashed back to Diana’s enthusiastic inquisition; and then when he left her at the Falls in the guise of Wonder Woman. A sense of anxious guilt came over him. As he looked around, he caught sight of her tiara glittering under a rock by the waterfall. He clenched the headgear in his hands. Instinctively, Roger knew his friend was down there somewhere.
“Diana!” he cried out at the top of his voice.
“Roger,” she called back to his relief, “I’m down here.” It was a meek response coming from the mountainside.
Strapping himself into the climbing belt, he recalled the action used by Bo Hung to release the dart. He aimed at a nearby tree and deflated the impression of a button. The wireline shot into the strong trunk. After a firm tug, he began the hair-raising task of lowering himself over the precipice.
His first few steps leading to the vertical drop were tenuous. Once Roger felt content that the line would take his weight, he concentrated on searching for Diana. He used his mass, forcefully, to increase his dissent. About a third of the way down, Roger spotted Wonder Woman’s lasso glistening on an outcropped branch. He abseiled towards it.
Roger found Wonder Woman clinging to her lasso underneath a sizable shrub. Diana was in a shocking state with a blood-stained jaw and arm. She didn’t look as if she could hold on for a minute longer. Roger hauled her into his arms.
“This makes a change,” he said, “me saving you.”
“It’s appreciated, believe me,” she replied.
“Let’s concentrate on getting back to firmer ground.”
“I’m too weak to climb.”
“We don’t have to,” Roger informed. “We can head for that bushwalk down in the valley.”
With Wonder Woman holding on tight, Roger managed to abseil down the rest of the mountainside. He removed the climbing belt. No words were necessary as they intuitively embraced. Roger handed Diana her tiara.
“I can’t believe I couldn’t work out you were Wonder Woman before now,” he said.
“Well, I’m not sure I am anymore.”
“What’s gone wrong?”
“I don’t know. It’s something to do with a machine they have on that spacecraft.”
“I’m sure we can figure it out.”
Eventually, they found their way back to the car park. Wonder Woman sat in the backseat.
“It’s good to see you pair return safe and sound,” said Warren. He studied Diana in the rearview mirror. “Not that I’m complaining, but why’s Diana dressed as Wonder Woman?”
Roger and Diana glanced at one another with concern. Her veneer had vanished. Warren’s observation confirmed anyone could tell Wonder Woman was Diana Prince.
“It was all part of the mission,” saved Roger.
The red-brick Bells Hotel has stood opposite Sydney Cove since 1922. It’s a short walk from HMAS Kuttabul, therefore, a popular drinking hole for sailors. Captain Edward Griffiths sat down for his first pint of the evening. His eyes widened at the sight of an attractive Asian girl approaching the bar.
A short black leather dress clung to her form with the assistance of the shoulder straps. Its crinkled texture followed the contours of her lithe figure. She perched her small frame upon a stool and crossed her legs; her stiletto-strapped feet cocked in Edward’s direction. She exuded confidence. Her dramatic pink eyeliner covered her eyelids and deep purple lipstick gave her an air of mystery.
Recently separated from his wife, Edward had been unhappy in his personal life for some time. He may have been subconsciously waiting for such an opportunity to arise in his local. The girl was just his type. As the bartender served the young woman, Edward marched over in time to buy her the drink. She joined him at his table in the corner.
“Who kindly buys me the drink?” said the girl.
“Edward does. Everyone calls me Ed.”
“I’m known as Kay-I.”
“That’s an interesting name. Where are you from, Kay-I?”
“I come all the way from South Korea.”
“Are you on a vacation?”
“Yes, I have been backpacking.”
“Got you. How did you wind up in this part of town?”
“I was supposed to meet a guy, you know, tonight, but he cancelled.” Kay-I showed him the message on her phone as if to reinforce the point. “He’s a sailor.”
Edward smiled broadly. “I’m one too. Every other fella in here is naval personnel.” He was thirteen years older than Kay-I but close to classically handsome in his light blue, short-sleeved shirt. His frizzy dark hair mixed silver strands on the temples. The man’s eyes were sharp and his demeanour engaging. Under different circumstances, Kay-I could imagine dating him for pleasure, which helped.
“It’s a shame because we booked a table at a special Chinese restaurant.”
“Well, I’m famished.”
“You’ll take me?”
“Is the pope a catholic? Of course, I’ll take you.”
The restaurant on Sussex Street in Chinatown would have been quite familiar to Diana Prince. In fact, Kay-I and Edward were sat at the same table overlooking the street where, this evening, a white van was parked on the opposite side. A robot server soon started paying attention to the couple.
“I can see why you wanted to come to this place,” said Edward. “These machines are great fun.”
“I think they are too intrusive,” stated Kay-I. “They overhear every word.”
The robot displayed a sad face and drove off.
“You see what you’ve done?” Edward joked.
Kay-I grinned, whether she wanted to or not.
The conversation flowed over dinner. The food was good. Only towards the end of the meal, Edward talked about his wife.
“She’s a lot like you,” said Edward, clumsily. “I mean she’s Asian – well, second-generation Australian. I have to say you’re prettier.”
“Do you want to go on for a nightcap?” Kay-I responded. “My hotel isn’t far away.”
Over cocktails in the hotel bar, Edward divulged his work in the Royal Australian Navy was of great significance.
“The truth is by the end of the week I’ll be at sea for the next six months. I didn’t expect to meet someone like you,” he explained.
“Let’s make the most of our time together now,” she responded.
They smooched in the hotel hallway on the way to the bedroom. Edward couldn’t quite believe his luck. It was a shame he didn’t remember the adage that when something is too good to be true, it usually is…
Kay-I unbuttoned Edward’s shirt. Now he got to do what he had been waiting for all night. He unzipped the back of her dress and slipped the straps off her shoulders. It still clung. He gave gravity a helping hand by removing the leather fabric over her buttocks. She looked tantalizing in the lowlight. He intended to explore every part of her. Her guilt or training made sure he received the best time possible.
At five a.m., Edward was sound asleep. Lying naked on her frontside, Kay-I reached for the container, supplied by the Chinese, from under the bed. With the moonlight pouring in through the window, she removed a set of tongs from the base. She then apprehensively unscrewed the top. The translucent black blob of the scophaza could just be seen floating on the surface of the water. Kay-I plucked the creature out of the container.
The scophaza felt squashy between the tongs. When she held it up to the light two limbs on either side were visible. A different set of appendages extended from what appeared to be possibly the head. These fine curled strands seemed to be reaching out for something. Kay-I shuddered. It wasn’t so much the look of the creature but the thought of the destination which made her quiver.
Turning to Edward, Kay-I gently prized her lover’s mouth open with her hand and fed him the scophoza down the centre of his mouth. Loosening her grip on the tongs, his tongue lapped the creature inwards. After a few seconds, he awoke gagging for breath. Kay-I dropped the tongs into the container. She sat up beside him offering a bottle of water. Edward swigged the fluid down.
“I’m sorry, I felt I was choking,” he said.
“That’s alright,” she replied. “Relax. Go back to sleep now.”
By the time Edward woke for breakfast, he found himself alone in bed. Kay-I managed to vacate the premises after he returned to sleep. He reasoned a one-night stand was a good outcome considering his service ahead. However, he would have liked their final interaction to have been a more civilized affair than him embarrassingly gasping for air. In fact, he still felt a little breathless now. Should he see a medic? No, can’t risk it. If the medic did find something untoward, he would be replaced as captain of Australia’s first nuclear-powered submarine.
Diana preferred to skip breakfast at the Hilton. Roger came to her room out of concern. He found her to be downcast in a way he hadn’t witnessed before.
“It’s all gone,” she lamented. “I’ve lost my power before, but it’s always returned.”
“I wish I could help,” Roger replied. “How did you ever get to be so powerful? Were you the result of some hideous government experiment?”
“Oh, thanks!” she said with irritation. “No. I was not.”
“Okay, help me out here, Diana. What was the source of your power? I have no hope of finding a solution if I don’t know what the problem is.”
“Alright.” She fetched her girdle from the bedroom. “Usually, I only need to touch my belt and I feel the strength resonating throughout my being. Yesterday it drained away. I’m just like everyone else now.”
“Fascinating. What’s the belt made of? Where does it come from?”
Diana just sighed. She leaned on the arm of the sofa with a hand on her forehead. “Somehow, I don’t think your scientific brain would allow you to comprehend my personal history.”
“After everything we’ve been through together, I find that a little patronising.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, bluntly, staring at the floor, “but sometimes the truth is hard to hear.”
The atmosphere had turned distinctly sour. Roger decided to leave her alone.
“I’m going to get some breakfast,” he said.
“Can you call Warren? I’m without my phone,” she informed.
“Sure,” Roger said at the door. He didn’t want to leave on bad terms. “Look, Di, superpowered or regular Diana Prince, I want you to know you will always be a wonder woman to me.”
Diana gazed up at the ceiling. The sentiment melted her heart. “That’s sweet of you, Roger, thanks. Take no notice of me. I guess I’ve been carrying this stuff alone for a long time. I don’t know how to share it…not even with a good friend.”
“Yeah, I’d probably be the same.”
In the foyer, the porter notified Diana of her taxi waiting outside. Roger greeted Warren in the internal driveway. He stepped out of his cab.
“We’re missing Diana again.”
“She’s on her way.”
“Do I have time for a smoke, Rog?”
“Go Ahead. Although, I can’t speak for the Hilton, nor Diana for that matter.”
They leaned on the hood of the vehicle, chatting, away from the hotel entrance.
“Quite a day yesterday, mate. I hope she’s in better spirits this morning.”
“Well, Diana’s going through a rough time right now. She needs our support.”
“If you ask me, she has too much responsibility for one pretty lady.”
Diana walked out of the hotel doors. In the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a tall guy behind the departing cab on George Street. When she looked again, she clearly saw Bo Hung about to pull the trigger of his handgun with a silencer attached.
“Get down!” she yelled.
He fired twice before fleeing. Diana rose to her feet, but Roger and Warren stayed down. She rushed around the cab to find Roger lying on top of Warren. Blood seeped onto the tiles. One of her allies had been mortally wounded…
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The first two wonderous pics, by Ed, show Wonder Woman falling and then hanging on for dear life at Katoomba Falls. The second two convey Diana’s upset at losing her power and seeing the shooting take place. Ed skillfully captures the shock on Diana’s face! Go to his page: click here.
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# 1 great chapter, comments to come tomorrow. For now: just a big thumbs up to Roger and Wonder Woman initial dialogue and for the final cliffhanger. Then something I remembered only now: in the Wonder Woman episode “The man who made volcanoes” there is a Chinese spy called Mei-Ling, a martial art expert that during the episode fought Diana Prince. Great homage ! Thanks again for the effort and the quality of your work !!!!
Hi # 1, it’s always nice to know the chapter has done its job. I named Mei Li first and then looked up the name of the Chinese operative from the Volcano episode because I was worried it was too similar. Thanks.
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# 1 thanks to Ed for his wonderful work and to the Author for putting here in view !
That’s okay, # 1. I wanted to let you know someone has replied to your TV season post in The Reader’s Room.
# 1 thanks. Btw pologize for not commenting but it is a complex period for me.
This might be the most dramatic chapter I’ve read in these stories, as it is quite a shocking sight (in a good way, adding to the story in a compelling way) seeing Wonder Woman humbled like this. This rings very true to the TV show, as opposed to the comics, as without her powers she isn’t much more formidable than a normal woman. Her reaction (downcast and despondent, it seems) to being depowered is quite natural. This is the sort of drama and character exploration the TV show should have covered, but never did (and I have a feeling if the show ever had gone in this direction, they would have had remain as Diana, not in her Wonder Woman costume, from here until regaining her powers, as they seemed to rarely want to have the hero face true trials and tribulations in costume). As usual, your stories take us to much more dramatic places than the show ever did, while staying true to the feel of the show.
I wonder if Mei Li knew she was fighting a weakened version of the famed hero or not, and, if she did know (or learned of it), how she felt/would feel. Cheated? Or on the flip side, someone who improves himself/herself through hard work and natural means might feel resentful of someone who gets great power from external sources, and might feel redeemed in proving that they are superior on a level playing field.
I have to admit, Kay-I has thrown me off, as far as what she’s up to. It could be I need to go back and re-read some of the earlier chapters, or perhaps her mysteriousness is the point. That thing she used with Edward… eeeeek.
The big cliffhanger is the shooting at the end, but for me the real one is having a heroine without her powers. Have we seen the most shocking and dangerous part of the story, or does she have an even more difficult and humbling path to follow before presumably getting redemption?
Hi CJ,
I was saying in a recent post in the last chapter about the TV series playing it too safe in the later episodes. We have to remember when it was made to an extent. If it had been made in the last few years, I’m sure they would have explored such ground. The belt in the TV series is controversial for some in the Wonder Woman fandom. I personally have always liked it. However, I have my own take on it, which I think you must do when you’re in unknown territory.
If we were to be generous to Diana, we could say not only was she losing her power at the time of her confrontation with Mei Li, but the shock and her adornments were hampering her ability to fight properly.
Yes, Kay-I is meant to be a bit of a question mark. The scophoza was apt for Halloween!
The shooting will certainly give Diana a lot to think about. Being just regular person is an uncomfortable feeling for her.
When I wrote this chapter, I was concerned it wasn’t dramatic enough (compared to the previous two) so especially nice to read you thought was the most dramatic. Thanks for your feedback, CJ.
Dear Author
This chapter of the story, despite being mentioned as having little “adventure”, really pleased me, because it led us to see Diana in a territory totally unknown to her. And this lack of knowledge about her current condition leads us to paths full of possibilities to be explored in the course of the story.
Since always, “Princess Diana” has possessed unique and immense powers and abilities in the men’s world.
This defines Wonder Woman’s personality and her view of herself in the world and how others see her.
Without having access to these powers makes her a normal woman, and certainly this condition must have great repercussions on her next movements, and on her psyche, because when she was named “Wonder Woman” on Paradise Island, she was the best, most skilled and the strongest warrior, which gave her a confidence and self-sufficiency that made her the hero she is.
When she loses these powers (even momentarily) she becomes susceptible to new, frightening and uncertain sensations and emotions, because who is Wonder Woman if she no longer has powers.
What to do?
How to continue her career as an agent and superhero?
How confident was Diana that being Wonder Woman would always see her through any adversity?
Your idea of taking the story to this level is really interesting!
Both from the literary aspect, as well as the psychological aspect of the character, and the repercussions of these events.
Great idea, author!
And what will Diana’s emotions be like…
She has always been the best of the best (as a warrior) with artfulness and an even temperament.
With unparalleled powers and qualities.
Until then, invulnerable and with a certain arrogance that accompanies champions, but, in the blink of an eye, she lost these abilities and became an “ordinary woman”…
What psychological effects accompany it at this time?
For all this, this chapter, for me, was very deep, and lovely to read!
As for the development of the characters, Mei-li seems dubious to me, but I don’t know if she will end up redeeming herself, because it seems to me that there is a certain latent rivalry about Roger, between her and Diana/Wonder Woman.
Because, for me, Roger is the best character you created to be Diana/Wonder Woman’s supporting character.
In the Tokyo adventure, I had already liked him, and now, his perception of Diana, his certain enchantment, even though he is married to Mei-li, and his ability to “almost” identify her dual identity, and then clearly recognize Diana as Wonder Woman (even though the lack of powers faded the magic of the dual identity) and his real concern for her , leaves me wondering what paths will be shown, of course, if he survives the cliffhanger of the story.
The scophoza was a great idea!
And as for the disempowered Golden Belt, I’m curious how you’re going to find a solution.
In the mythology of stories and legends, there is no certainty or consensus about it, but according to William Moulton Marston, it would have originated from the Belt of Aphrodite or Venus (Goddess of Love) as an allegory for the power of women’s fascination, providing the Amazon that uses greater strength and increases its other abilities.
If the power of Love would be its origin… 🙂
Well, I think I went on too long, but I think I got carried away, because I really liked this chapter, and when creating 4 more panels on this chapter, I focused on the cliffhanger of chapter 6, and followed the first action of this chapter, and especially the Diana’s emotions when seeing herself as a woman without powers.
And I couldn’t resist changing a little bit the narrative in the third panel, (Sorry!), because instead of just including the golden belt in the scene, it includes more elements of Wonder Woman’s clothing, to accentuate Diana’s moment of uncertainty and insecurity.
And I close with its interesting ending, with the emotion and inability to act upon seeing a frightening scene for the disempowered Diana.
I hope I wasn’t boring or too intrusive with my long text, but I let myself get carried away.
Great story, so far, and congratulations on your ability to review in more depth what was a great TV show.
Thank you, Author!
Ed
PS.: I visualized Roger as Josh Brolin
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/WW-Mei-li-Confrontation-at-the-Fall-992201588
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/WW-Hanging-in-the-Katoomba-Fall-992201828
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/Hilton-Sydney-Ambassador-Suite-Diana-Roger-Chat-992201955
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/Shocked-Diana-992202732
Hi, Ed,
Thank you! I’m pleased with positivity shown by readers for this chapter. There are certain chapters in the last few stories where I’m concerned there is too much of what I call melodrama; it has its place, though.
I like it when a reader presents the topics which arise from a chapter because it helps focus me too. The next chapter touches on some of the dilemmas you describe in what I hope will be an interesting manner.
From what I can tell in in feedback, my readers appreciate these deeper dives into Diana as a person than what was ever shown in the TV series.
In testing times, I feel the part of Diana’s personality can get quite uppity. She’s used to winning, being organised and in control, and when she isn’t, she gets annoyed. This has materialized in the last couple of chapters in different forms (the fight and the aftermath of losing her power).
Yes, there is some kind of latent love rivalry between Kay-I (I’m taking it, you mean Kay-I) and Diana. Roger is now closer to Diana than he has ever been, and more distant from Kay-I who he feels betrayed by. However, both Diana and Roger have strong principles.
Certainly, feeding Edward the scophiza is the worst thing Kay-I has done. BTW, “Ed” as a character name has no connection with you! Edward was just the name that came to me when writing the naval man.
Thanks for info on the belt. My interpretation may be controversial with purists, but at the same time, I feel it’s worth pursuing. In fact, I’ve already made distinct changes to the actual TV show in its appearance of the girdle closer to the comics; nobody seemed to mind.
Ed, your visuals of my chapters are a real honour every time. On the first picture, I hope other viewers zoom in to Diana’s facial expression as she falls. I note she is also without her tiara.
Still without her tiara in the second picture, you have faithfully depicted Wonder Woman’s perilous hanging on as Roger comes to rescue.
I like your costume embellishments in the hotel room. Her boots being visible in the bedroom is an amusing touch. Good attention to detail with Diana holding her head, looking glum.
Your final picture of Diana leaving the hotel as the shooting occurs is particularly impressive. Firstly, the hotel looks genuinely faithful. Diana’s expression shown in close capture is priceless. Despite her shock, she looks great as well!!
Thanks for all your compliments about story and your terrific images accompanying them.
Dear Author
A few days ago I posted a comment and the links to the panels created for this chapter, but I didn’t see the post pass approval.
anyway …
I leave the links here, and later, I will try to repost the comment.
But know, it was a great episode, because even without all the action, it had a very good psychological side!
thanks
Ed
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/WW-Mei-li-Confrontation-at-the-Fall-992201588
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/WW-Hanging-in-the-Katoomba-Fall-992201828
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/Hilton-Sydney-Ambassador-Suite-Diana-Roger-Chat-992201955
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/Shocked-Diana-992202732
A belated hello, Ed,
Although I’m grateful for the spam filter, it is unfortunate messages likes yours, which I really want to read, are prevented due to the links. I wish there was a way of giving your username an automatic pass. If not, I’ll have to keep a closer eye on the spam.
Anyway, see my main reply to you. Thanks for all the hard work.
Dear author.
Sorry for the second post, asking if you had received my original post, because there was no reference on the site, and I thought there might have been a problem, or I had made a mistake when posting.
That said, thank you for your words. As I already said, it is a playful pleasure to try to create visual panels of your excellent story.
And as much as possible, I try to portray the events in the places where you imagine them.
The images of the waterfall are actually Katoomba falls.
The Hilton Sydney and the suite are also real, but I had to clean up the image a bit.
And let’s say that the most sensitive thing about these creations are Diana’s facial expressions, because I have to use 2 to 4 images to recreate an expression, but this is fun.
And sorry for confusing Kay-I’s name. I got the wrong name Key-li, after researching the episode “The man who made volcanoes” because #1 commented on its reference to the name. Sorry!
And, once again, thank you for this excellent chapter!
Take your time, and know that we are still here!
Ed
Dear author
I was wanting to create something, and the idea came to me to create something that lies between the lines of your excellent story.
I hope I haven’t intruded on your narrative, but after our comments about the psychological weight of this story, I took the liberty (I hope I didn’t interfere) to create a panel of Diana in her suite, contemplating her defeat and her loss of power as a woman. wonder. It would be a scene between her return to the hotel and her meeting with Roger.
And I’m sorry if I interfered in your story, because if so, I’ll delete the panel.
Thank you, and once again, know that many appreciate your work
Ed
https://www.deviantart.com/edlochem/art/Hilton-Sydney-Diana-contemplates-her-loss-998733024
Hi there, Ed,
Firstly, I’m sorry it has taken me two days to acknowledge your post. I have only been notified of it today. My attention has been elsewhere and I have been struggling a little to complete the chapter. However, the first draft is complete now. Expect it sometime this week.
Your latest creation is another treat, and there’s no way you could offend me by being inspired by my story. It is very flattering you feel this way. No matter how you did it, your solemn pose of Diana shows you really understand the emotions and gravity of the situation she’s in. It’s great you’ve been able to convery this. I like the detail of the bandage, too.
I’m alwys conscious of the pacing, which means I don’t always feel I can linger too much on the emtions, but as they say, a picture is a thousand words.
I forgot mention your rendering of Roger Macintosh last time we spoke. I liked that you visualised him as Josh Brolin, whom you thought fitted his description.
Thanks very much, Ed.
Dear author
Thank you for your words.
And don’t worry about thinking that it took you so long to respond to me. This time, I saw that the message was published directly, and so, I knew that in due time, you would receive it.
And I have peace of mind knowing that I did not interfere with your telling of the story. It’s just that, in my post, I put some context into the image, and described, or tried to describe, Diana’s emotions as I perceived it, reading her wonderful story. And this is what made me a little worried about going beyond the limit of the real teller of the story, which is you.
But, that said, know that I appreciate your vision, and even though I know that it’s not always easy to find the rhythm and amount of details that should or shouldn’t be put into a story, I can see your care with what you create, and I feel gratified to be able to read such a good narrative, which goes far beyond what the TV show could have been. And this more psychological approach, denser and with well-designed situations of danger and action, gives greater depth to the character, which, for me, is something that I really like. Because, as I understand it, every character has their own emotional load, and the events, and especially in their way of creating situations, and in the escalation of situations that Diana/Wonder Woman has been facing in your stories, and in the way Once they connect, there is this emotional charge that culminates now, with this feeling of defeat that Diana faces, which gave the story a much deeper character than what we are used to seeing, and makes your narrative very interesting, and leaves us amazed to know what direction the story will take.
Thank you very much for your ability to reinterpret a character like Wonder Woman, giving this emotional depth, and a class that doesn’t fall into the usual narratives, which are not in as much good taste as you describe and create them.
Take your time, don’t feel pressured in any way, and know that such good stories are always worth the wait.
Thanks again
Ed
Hi Ed,
No problem. Very nice message.
Thank you.