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larkral · 23 days
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I have made some words this week! Are they good? I don't know! Are they in a document? Yes. Praise to the muse or whatever. (Thanks for tagging me in @monbons!)
I've been hiding behind my hands on the end of Friday Prime (Holsom Timeloop), but I now know what I'm going to write and I'm going to write it, y'all. I know most of you don't go to OMGCP fandom, but I am going to continue to encourage you to submit an application for enrollment.
I have put some words into Finally (already, always) AND mysterious and as-yet-with-secret-name In Other Lands fic, though. So. Yep. That's what you'll be seeing.
Simon POV from Finally (already, always)
And he's about the handsomest boy at Watford. Definitely the most handsome boy in our year.  Sometimes I wonder if the reason I want him to like me is just that everyone else seems to, and I've forgot how to ignore it when someone doesn't.  But it isn't quite that.  There's something about him that's magnetic, something special. He's amazing on the football field. Definitely as good as some of the sixth years. Way better than me. He's even played in some of the interschool games. And of course he's top of our class. Or, well, him and Penny. They pretend they're competing for it, but we all know the only competition is good natured. Or, at least, I think it's good natured. There was that one time Baz burned a bit of Penny's notebook. But he said it was an accident, and he did put the fire out before too much of the notebook went up.
And my as-yet-unnamed In Other Lands fic, this snippet of which is really almost exclusively for @ionlydrinkhotwater and @petedavidsonscock (tag yourself in if you're a sunbrat enjoyer, please)
"Shall I tell him you'll be waiting for him there?"  "May as well."  "And will you be waiting for him there?"  "Maybe," Elliot said, and stomped off in the other direction.  The stomping was circuitous. The border camp wasn't that large, and eventually the stomping led to a lovely spot overlooking the lake. It would be absurd to suggest that Elliot had been hoping that Luke would be waiting there by the time he arrived, and no one suggested it, least of all Luke, who was waiting there when Elliot arrived.  "Hey, loser. Get tired of hearing how great you are?"
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Tagging my fandom buddies. If you detest getting a notification about wipsday when I post, please LMK and I'll strike you from my holiday card list. Sorry, I meant my tag list. :P You can still have a winter solstice card :-*
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martsonmars · 2 years
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Hello people! Thanks for tagging me this past week, I love your snippets always <3
Little writing rant coming, feel free to skip to the actual content, which is under the cut!
Writing is hard. I've barely written anything all month, and it's fine. Maybe I've finally made peace with the fact that writing is a hobby, and it should be fun and not feel like a chore, and that I don't owe anything to anyone. I'm getting better at not forcing myself to write when I don't feel like it, which was something I did at the beginning of the year—after years of writer's block, from last September to December I managed to write almost every day, and it felt so good that when January came and writer's block with it, I felt awful and forced myself to write more than once. It doesn't work and it just makes everything worse, so I'm happy that I'm finally being kinder to myself and to my limits.
BUT what bothers me now is that I genuinely want to write, and I'm so excited about so many projects... It's the physical act of writing that makes me nauseous, lately. I open the doc/notes app/Tumblr draft/notebook/app for recording (because I've tried many methods), and I'm filled with dread. Which makes me sad. I almost felt better when, at the beginning of the year, I simply didn't want to write. At least I didn't feel like I had too much creative energy and no way to let it out—I was just drained. Now I'm full of things that want to be written, and I can never turn them into words. But I'll get there. It's just frustrating, especially since right now writing is basically the only thing that truly and somewhat consistently brings me joy.
Having said that, I have written a whole (2.2k) fic a few days ago. You might wonder how this doesn't contradict what I said before. It's because it's a terrible first draft, and it resembles more an outline than a proper fic in more than one spot, which is what I meant when I said that “I'm full of things that want to be written but I can't turn them into words”—having ideas and outlining is easy, writing is impossible. And you might say that first drafts are supposed to be terrible, and it's true, but I really hate editing in English. I usually only write when words are flowing well enough that the first draft is pretty decent—I still need to edit it, but it's quick and mostly painless. Because when a draft is rough and ugly, editing it makes me want to cry. I can never get words to obey me, and having to change every sentence really discourages me, especially when I have no idea how to make them better. When everything feels shallow and dull and boring and ugh. Yeah. I truly hate it.
But anyway. I do have this fic that's finished, but it needs to be edited so much that the final work will probably be twice as long. But, as I said, editing is truly painful, so who knows when I'll find the strength to do it??? But that's enough complaining.
Enjoy some snippets of a new kid fic, because writing Snowbaz with child fills my heart with so much joy 🥰 Under the cut with the tags <3
Some Baz POV.
The man looks close to dropping the bag and running away, and I don't blame him. “Yes. I've got the right address and the right name. 31 cheeseburgers with no pickles.”
If this whole situation was weird before, it's veering into absurd now. I would never order a cheeseburger without pickles.
Some Simon.
If anyone asked me to describe what happiness looks like, it would be this. Coming home after work to find my husband and my son sitting at the kitchen table in front of a mountain of cheeseburgers.
And some more Simon.
Leo wins his fight against the wrapper and lifts the first cheeseburger.
“Besides, look at him. He's so hungry and cute.”
Baz snorts and tugs me to his side to hug me and press his cheek against my stomach. I run my fingers through his hair, bringing his already dying bun to its final demise.
“He is,” he says, and I can hear the smile in his voice. “Really your son.”
We stay silent as Leo takes a huge bite and grins at us with his mouth full.
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