Writing asks: 17 (please please all three of your current wips by which I mean hungry for love and what makes me kind and the devils threeway as of yet untitled but probably something by the Mountain Goats)

Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

Oh, for all three????? Jeez. (for reference: Hungry for love, ready to drown; what makes me kind. "the devils threeway" is mmmmm just some trashy semi-crack pre-canon Ed/Jack/Anne Bonny in which I am working thru some things by writing pirates being terrible and making bad choices, don't @ me) [putting behind a cut because wow it got long]

Hungry for love. So. I have read several canon retellings that are fantastic Ed POV, love it, people do great stuff with that shit, it's fun, but like: I had not seen one that was entirely Stede POV. And I have some thoughts. I have some thoughts specifically on the whole "did he even know what he was feeling", because HI ALL this was me in the summer of 2019. I was thinking about that last night and the best way I can describe it (without multiple thousands of words of fanfiction) is that I had the thought for 3/4 of a second and my brain immediately drop-kicked it across a lake. And that feeling of recognition in his experience is something I just, I had to. And also it's a bit like a writing exercise, and I do love a writing exercise. Unlike what makes me kind, I'm not writing ahead at all, I'm writing very much one chapter at a time, altho sometimes jumping around a bit within a chapter. I'm also finding that I'm getting more out of it, emotionally and intellectually, than the thesis that I was originally out to write, and frankly I'm loving that. (I'm going to write more about this for another question that you asked, fyi.)

what makes me kind. I have been working on this for, what, four months? and only just posted the first two chapters. the writing process has been kind of a mess, I just write bits and pieces as the ideas come to me, which means they're all these different places in my mental journey with the themes of the show, different analyses that I've read, other people's fic and my feelings about that. it's this enormous katamari ball of ideas and images, and I still don't know if it's all going to come together in the end. I have a huge file of posts of art of the sea and sky, because (spoiler!) eventually Ed gets into painting, and I crave him exploring his love for and knowledge of the sea as an artistic endeavor. it was a thing that came to me while sitting on the beach looking at the Pacific Ocean, the first time I'd been to the ocean in maybe two years? since I went with Ryn, anyway. It probably won't end up anywhere in the posted work, but I also got inspired by a friend's amazing abstract watercolors; she mostly paints on postcards, and I have a whole collection of them, plus one that she did the last (only) time we were together in person, when my knitting group rented a house by a lake in the spring of 2019. oh, and there is a scene that I think will end up being in chapter 5 that I wrote during the mountain goats concert in May (so, yes, I've been writing it at least that long) on my phone while having pretty much a full emotional breakdown.

the devils fucking threesome. ok. so. the calico jack meta. like THE calico jack meta. the one that initially scrongled the plot of what makes me kind, and led to you saying "so what if [character] were just lying?" which further scrongled (and eventually unscrongled) things? there's a whole scene that directly references stuff I got out of it, and stuff from that (and from experiences of my younger years) has been rattling around in my head. and then YOU. not going to spoiler your own fic, but you asked me a question, rubber ducking something, and it ends up as like one sentence in your fic but I was like "oh I know how that went," and you did the owo face, and then it just kinda started and I'm mad about it honestly. there is a thoroughly embarrassing story from my early 20s, in which I definitely behaved badly, which I have told you but absolutely will not commit to the internet lololol, which forms part of the emotional core of the thing, even tho I am making the guys older than that. (there's also some [redacted] energy in it tbh; this trash fic [slaps gdoc] can fit so much processing in it) also, the gdoc title is currently "In which Jack is Leonardo DiCaprio" and I stand by that, and also I'm including but not making explicit a headcanon that Jack's girlfriends all bear some physical resemblance to young Ed.