When my brother lost his first tooth I was shocked to discover that not everyone gushes blood when a tooth comes out. I learned that this is because instead of tugging at it until the tooth fell out, my brother just let it happen. I on the other hand could never handle waiting for my tooth to fall out but would play with it constantly until I couldn't handle it any more and just yanked. The result was blood and a rush to clean my mouth up before I got anything stained.
While this may sound gross, a bit graphic, and entirely irrelevant I promise that I do have a point. For over two years I have been struggling with parts of Guardians that don't seem to make sense and it's been like having that loose tooth. Like a loose tooth, the problem was just there and I kept playing with it and nothing happened. So I did the smart thing, ignored the problem, and just kept writing. While ignoring a problem isn't usually recommended it was necessary so that I could actually finish the story. But yesterday the answer fell into place, just like my brother's teeth used to fall out. The answer was so blindingly obvious that I was amazed that I didn't think of it earlier. But I guess that I just needed to be working with the plot for a while, understand the world I wanted to create and follow the rules I had made for it. And then, just like a loose tooth, the idea fell out of my mind onto the paper.
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