The Story of Who We Are

by The Light's Refrain

Everything about them worked, even if no one else understood how. Including themselves. Oh well, that was part of the fun. A drabble collection dedicated to ShauntalMarshal, aka Tattooshipping. COMPLETE!

13. Isoform

A short one this time. This prompt word was hard to do. I didn't even know what it meant until I looked it up XD. Enjoy!

Drabble 13: Isoform

Shauntal was admittedly surprised when Marshal wanted to learn how to write, but she gladly accepted his request. She always enjoyed helping people (contrary to what any of her novels suggested), and writing was her forte.

Her student boyfriend had a lot to learn. Marshal was great at fight scenes, of course, but he tended to neglect depth and characters for fast-paced action and plot. It was hard explaining to him that readers are more invested in stories when people cared about the characters entangled in said plot.

The other issue was that he was simply a different kind of writer than she was. Shauntal had encountered two main types of writers in her travels: ones like her, who let the story flow out of her and cleaned it up later, and ones like Marshal, who had to meticulously plan every detail before ever putting the pen to the page. She was always there reading over his work and offering suggestions, but sometimes her style didn't translate well into his. She didn't have to think of how to put a plot twist into a story: it simply happened naturally because of the characters. She didn't ask Would that character say that? but Why would that character sat that?. Was there something about the character she didn't understand yet? Such questions didn't make sense to Marshal, who saw his characters as carefully constructed puppets created to orchestrate a clear moral or practical message. They would debate over everything from outlines to city names to sentence structures for hours, days even.

But somehow, in its own wonderful, stressful, confusing way, it was fun. Shauntal loved how, through all the rampant generation and destruction, she saw Marshal's story coming together. And she knew he would complete it, because Marshal never gave up on anything, even if he complained about a certain scene not working out right for fifteen minutes.

And in the end they were isoform, so different yet the same in essence. And that was why they worked as both writers and lovers.

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I had to bend the meaning of the word to make it work, but I hoped you liked it anyway!