chocolatepot: Ed and Stede (Our Flag Means Death)
It took me forever because I have so little time for reading, but I finished Ocean's Echo! It was just as good as Winter's Orbit, although I felt like the romance was backgrounded a little bit (I'd compare it to the difference between MDZS and TGCF for the danmei fans). Still, I loved the pairing of the dutiful soldier with the tricksy pain-in-the-ass, it's a good dynamic.

Started reading The Belle of Belgrave Square, an 1860s romance by Mimi Matthews. I picked it up because I read the first book in the series last year and found it pretty enjoyable - the love interest was a tailor/couturier with English and Indian ancestry, which is extremely unusual for historical romance (which is normally like "aristocratic/gentry white men ONLY"). Was a bit more hesitant this time because the love interest is apparently an older white military officer with a bad reputation for harshness (per the first book), but just in the first chapter the implications seem pretty clear that he's actually someone from the guy's unit who stole his identity and is now honorably taking care of the officer's illegitimate children. The heroines of these also have real problems - the first one had a sister who was "ruined" and this one has dickensian hypochondriac parents - so all in all they are satisfying stories with satisfying obstacles.

I mean, I'm only just into it and I already care even though they're an m/f couple, and I can't tell you how little I can be bothered for m/f couples in fiction these days. (It's really hitting me lately how little effort so many book and tv writers put into selling you on the couple.)

Speaking of the gays, I finished and posted another lesbian blackbonnet fic yesterday - A Perfect Pair. (I do not like the title but titles are hard and it's okay enough.) The process of writing it was really interesting because I had no real intention of it becoming sexy, events just ... happened that way as emotions carried things. I'm not generally a writer of sex scenes (I think this is only my third Explicit fic on AO3, out of 78 works? No, second, apparently the omegaverse Austen fic was M) and I nearly always have more interest in focusing on the romantic rather than the sexual, and no the two things are not inherently separate but I adore people staring into each other's eyes in the moonlight and generally have no interest in actually writing an escalation to sex - even writing kissing for me is like, eh. Not anymore, I guess!

(I have been learning a LOT about myself in the past year ... I went from "I'm bisexual in that I don't just admire women aesthetically, I think" to "oh, now I understand why some bi women call themselves lesbians," and I don't think this is unrelated to why I'm like finally discovering the appeal of sex at the same time I start getting more into f/f. Would have been useful to figure this out before 35, but oh well.)

There were multiple original writing projects I was going to try to do this month, but they just ... did not happen.
chocolatepot: Ed and Stede (Our Flag Means Death)
Oh, had a couple of fics to share:

Parched, a Mary-centric fic.

The sun comes in at an angle on the letter like a knife, highlighting the words “fond regards.” Fond. Regards. It makes Mary so angry that she could just ball her hands up into fists, shut her eyes, and scream at the top of her lungs. It’s a wave that goes through her and then subsides, washing out to leave her empty and trembling.

After Stede leaves home in the middle of the night, Mary grows and changes.


Also Pretty and Witty and Gay (in the same genderbend continuity as Sweet Damsel although set earlier).

When Ed had asked, “Do you want to do something weird?” she really hadn’t been thinking about anything but getting her hands on Stede’s fantastic wardrobe.

Things do not go as planned. (Because oops, she's hot.)


The latter is clothing porn ... I'll often try to be comprehensible in the text when I talk about clothes and then maybe put more info in the endnote so that people understand what I'm getting at, but in this one I just went off pretending to assume that readers will understand what I'm describing and didn't bother to annotate, and it was really fun. Yep, stays with a stomacher, we've all seen them and know how they work.




I bought a bunch of bras online - on sale! - and several of them have straps that are just too long for me. Trying to decide if it's worth it to actually alter them or not ... I think it may be worth it because the amount of time it takes me to get myself together to buy things I need is horrible, plus it's always a crapshoot as to whether the straps will fit or not.

I also bought new Clairs from AD because the heel totally wore out on one of mine and was really dangerously bad on the other, and the new ones came with extra heel soles ... which made me go, oh, should/could I just write to Lauren and see if I could get a replacement heel for the ones I have? But then I can feel on the inside of the old ones that they're kind of chewed up in the toe (probably my large big toes' fault) and so is it really worth it to return these, patch the old ones up, and then have to order them again? Should I keep these in waiting and use the new replacement heels on the old ones? This is too much thinking!!! (I also ordered a pair of the Paris boots in black because I think they're awfully cute ... the heels have a small footprint which isn't great, but they're low, which is, so I think I should be able to walk well in them.)
chocolatepot: Edna St. Vincent Millay (Millay)
Periodically I go, "Did I completely drop my entire online identity in order to focus solely on gay pirate fanfiction?" but then I remember that it's more like I'd been bored with my online identity for a while and hadn't been doing anything with Insta or Twitter before then, just checking in on my Etsy messages every few weeks to deal with people who couldn't understand my description of the sizing for my patterns, and then I realize that actually this is quite an Ed Teach arc when you think about it.

I love the days after we meet at work to determine what offered objects to accept or decline - there's a brief period where it's just really clear what I need to do (arrange for things to be delivered if we don't already have them, catalogue them, number them, put them somewhere). The only problem is that they're all either very quick tasks or annoying tasks that require other people to do things. But it's satisfying to update my lists as I clear levels for each object.

Time to complain about things: Everyone is always like "oh I love Mary [Bonnet] sooooo much, she's the greatest, I'm totally Team Mary," but I posted a Mary-centric one-shot and it's remarkable how much quieter the response as has been than for my romantic Ed/Stede fics.

This is it

Sep. 30th, 2022 05:11 pm
chocolatepot: Ed and Stede (Our Flag Means Death)
Found this today and I wish there were more of it: Pennsic Pals, a social media AU of OFMD where they are SCAdians. We've crossed the streams of my interests perfectly.
chocolatepot: Nibs (fountain pens)
I forced myself to wrap up the second volume of my three-volume novel, and got a couple of friends from Tumblr to look it over for an alpha read just to reassure me that it's worth continuing with. So far one has finished it and was VERY enthusiastic, which is helpful. Now I need to write that third volume ... that's the really exciting one, of course, because it has the culmination of the romance and the final reveal about the heroine's parentage, but it also has some holes in the outline. And of course writing for myself is never as fulfilling as writing for AO3 because you get so much lovely, lovely feedback with the latter.

Finally got myself to sign up for the Renegade Bindery typesetting and binding exchanges, overcoming nearly two weeks' worth of procrastination.

I've started writing a new WIP, Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea, based on the idea "what if Stede got to the dock and Ed didn't (and then things got really dark)?" Also posted a few more chapters of Prisons of Our Own Perceptions ... A fic called Waitin' For My Dearie that's basically a DW entry about why I identify so much with Stede asjdklasjklda and another, Be Careful, It's My Heart, which is another AU, where Stede somehow does everything in ep 10 faster and gets back to the ship while Ed is still in breakup depression mode. (More than halfway done with my next A Kiss On The Hand fic.)

Some time ago, I got blocked by someone who used to follow me on Tumblr, I'm pretty sure due to Discourse. It's a weird feeling, because I tend to reblog meta with a variety of viewpoints, I don't take hardline stances on fandom stuff (I'm a ship and let ship, stan and let stan person), so there's two options: 1) they were annoyed that I didn't take a hard line on something they believe ought to be banned (people being interested in Izzy Hands at all), or 2) they were offended by my "Mary is great but plays her own part in her and Stede's disconnect" and "Stede Bonnet is autistic" takes. I don't mind mind except that they didn't just softblock me (when you block someone to make them stop following you without realizing it, then unblock them), they fully blocked me, so I can see when they've been having a conversation in the replies to a post but I can't see their half of it, which is annoying - so I keep asking myself, what did I do that was so wrong that they couldn't just disengage from me but had to make it so I couldn't see or interact with their posts?? It is neurotic but like I said, I'm just not used to being blocked. Going to try to be less mentally ill about this but it's this or being worried about bears all the time, so.
chocolatepot: Ed and Stede (Our Flag Means Death)
Me a month ago: I think I'm done with historical sewing, it just doesn't do it for me anymore and I can't maintain the stamina to finish a whole outfit.

Me now: I'M GONNA SEW A HISTORICALLY ACCURATE WOMAN'S OUTFIT BASED ON STEDE'S TURQUOISE SUIT!

Shift - I started making a new shift at some point in the last seven-five years I guess? It's all put together but needs some felling, hemming, cuffs, and the neckline cut out. Perfect. The sleeves are a bit tight because my arms have gotten a bit fatter, which isn't great, and I'm pretty sure they're really 1770s-1780s sleeves, but I don't much feel like altering them, so they'll have to do. (THE COMPROMISES BEGIN.)

Stays - Why do we basically only have turn of the century court bodice stays and then 1740s-on proper underwear stays for patterns? I'm torn between the stomacher stays in C&C and the front-lacing 1740s(?) stays in PoF5, but honestly the problem with both is that I'd really like to make them out of a green brocade and go stomacherless because that's one of the things I find really cool about early 18th century dress. Because of that I'd really love to do these at the MFAB, but they seem sooo much more complicated, especially with the rounded point. Lots of layers. But I'm psyched to try out some of this new research about shaping and paper and whatnot, and the curved lines scaling-up thing.

Gown - XIV in Waugh, I think? Same problem, so much court dress pre-1740s, but in all honesty XIV looks earlier than it's dated to me, at least by Waugh's cartoon. Turquoise (poly) satin with gold braid trim.

Shoes - My Fugawees with pretty white ribbon! I haven't worn them in so long. Not that I know where I will wear all of this but I will come up with something.
chocolatepot: Mme Grand, looking up but seeming to roll her eyes (Oh please)
I'm watching the show again, and pondering how I would make a fem!Stede costume ... would it be more fun to make it relatively show-accurate but to be worn over stays, or to translate it into a gown? Not like I would have anywhere to wear it (I don't tend to go to cons), but as a thought exercise ...

I started plotting out an original f/f story (w. pirates of course) and I just. Brain, if you want to go back to original fiction let's finish the novel, hm? So I've made myself write a bit on that tonight and maybe it will be my lunchtime writing tomorrow - every Saturday I go to Boba Yaga and write while I eat and have my boba tea. (It's not a very busy place; most people go to the Latte Lounge instead, I think because they don't walk far enough down the block? Or maybe just because they look at it and go "that's for the dorks." Their loss! But it's just the right atmosphere for me to work - not so quiet that I feel understimulated while just writing, but not so busy that I get distracted.)

Rewatched the movie A League of Their Own to compare to the show - I don't know if it's just that I was nostalgic for the movie before I saw the show (when I was worried it wouldn't measure up) or if the show was just SO GOOD that it made the movie kind of suck. Anyway, if you haven't seen the show, do look into it! It's not about baseball but about all the different ways to be queer in the 1940s, and instead of focusing on the coach's character development he leaves a few episodes in. Nat Faxon is in it for five minutes. The guy who seems to basically be his replacement looks SO much like my engineer cousin it's crazy.
chocolatepot: Nibs (fountain pens)
Finished up and posted the latest chapter in my WIP - I actually had a number of other plot points that were meant to happen, but it was getting long (for me) and I decided to just cut and print what's there, and start a new chapter with a new POV for the other plot points.

I was contemplating starting a social media AU of my own the other day, but that kind of multimedia storytelling is so different from text-only writing that it's all a bit daunting. The premise would be that Stede becomes the director/curator of a very small historic house museum (with a very absent board) (or maybe it should be a state historic site so there is no board) and wants to follow the Anarchist's Guide principles of changing the way things are done. Ed runs a dangerous dive bar in town. They run into each other because Stede is trying to find unorthodox partnerships for the museum ... (It took me a LONG time to figure out how I could make a museum-centric setting work for an OFMD AU.)

On the other hand, I also had the idea of a Prohibition/speakeasy AU. Definitely less massaging to figure out: Ed is a crimelord and Stede decides to open his own speakeasy, which is of course ridiculously fancy and the alcohol is basically an afterthought. The Badmintons are Volstead Act enforcers. *vague gestures*

I could try both! What's the harm in possibly getting bored of a WIP, for real.

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I'm trying to break my habit of chewing on the inside of my cheeks and my lips, and it was going well for a few days but I fell off the wagon. :( It's so harrrrrrrd. TBH, it's picking my fingers I should probably prioritize, but mouth things felt easier. All of these habits are technically probably stims, though, so I really need to find something to replace them with to succeed, I'll bet.
chocolatepot: Ed and Stede (Our Flag Means Death)
It's been so hot and humid here. :( I had to go in to work yesterday which meant that I got to stay home today, which is mildly better as I have a ceiling fan here and nothing except open windows there.

Rec: 1980s OFMD au presented on Twitter with text snippets and, like, mocked-up images of faxes and notes and polaroids and things. I've been putting off reading it because the threaded format is admittedly annoying, but it's really the only place you could host something like that - you can put images in an AO3 work but they have to be hosted elsewhere so it's a pain in the butt. Anyway it is VERY cute. Just about any iteration of these characters makes my heart flutter, I don't think I've ever had a fandom experience like this. I think it's just that they love each other so much that it throws into clarity how SO many other things feature "romances" where the characters don't like each other that much until very close to the end.

(This is why I'm not posting here much - it would just be My Thoughts On Our Flag Means Death seven days a week. I just watched it for the eleventh time last week.)

I also finished and posted a fic, More Nicer, about Stede and Doug talking the morning after he and Mary talk it through. I quite like it! I think it's the first thing I've written for the fandom that's not some degree of Ed/Stede fluff.

*desperately floundering for something to say that's not related to OFMD* *oh no I already did the unbearable weather* I took my signatures for Female General and Eldest Princess vol. 1 with me to work to press in one of the library book presses and then punched holes in them that night, but I need to do a made endpaper for the front and sew it all together and I just can't force myself to. I think it's the heat.

anyway

Jun. 13th, 2022 05:41 pm
chocolatepot: A 1920s woman in a bathing suit standing in the sunlight (sunshine)
Was typesetting last night! It feels good to get back into it. The fic I was working on is COLDBLOODED, a kind of fusion of OFMD with Fleabag's style and fourth wall-breaking, written as a screenplay. I put it all in Courier New and then adjusted the formatting so that it meets screenplay conventions. Fun!

Personal writings to share: as promised, He That Plays The King, my H/C Exchange fic. Original m/m, rated M largely for the one sex scene; I am terrible at summarizing my own writing because I never know what's most important (and to be fair, that varies by reader), but basically it's the story of a young king (Edward) who has been dethroned and imprisoned until he's brought out to marry the man who's now king (Athelstan) at the behest of his (Athelstan's) villainous, manipulative uncle. The story is largely from Edward's POV and deals with him overcoming the obstacles between him and Athelstan, largely emotional ones like "stole my throne" and "can't trust him", as well as the fact that the villainous uncle persists in victimizing him. But also, there is my ongoing OFMD hurt/comfort WIP, Prisons of Our Own Perceptions, an AU based on the premise that a different pirate rescued the Revenge from the Spanish at the end of 1x03 (it's Izzy's fault), one more inclined to take advantage of the situation. It's ... if you read it and HTPTK, you will definitely come away with a strong impression of the shape of my id, I can't lie. I think I'm coloring in some of the same lines because I had to sit on HTPTK for so long (reveals were pushed back three weeks to get more pinch hits in) and so my brain wasn't finished with it yet.

I actually just found out today that there's a Patterns of Fashion 6 from checking in on my flist, and I have odd feelings about it. There's something about the fact that I didn't know because I've checked so far out of historical costuming, and that I don't even really feel the need to get it; there's also the memory of Batsford telling me in 2014 that they didn't want to publish the book I'd already written because they didn't think there was the demand for a book of 18th century patterns, but it's like, even if they had published it, it probably wouldn't have been at all successful because what makes these new PoF books is a) the title and b) the fact that the people putting them together really know what they're doing! The entire structure of my adult life has led to me not being part of an elite academic historical fashion team, it's just how it is and there's no real way I could be involved with them unless something had gone very differently like 15 years ago for me. I don't know what my point here is, I guess that it's an odd feeling to realize that something that once was EVERYTHING to me is now something I'm ambivalent about (lately I've been considering shutting down my Etsy shop because I am legitimately bad at grading patterns, and/or maybe just publishing the 1/8 scale originals Janet Arnold-style because I don't really care as much as I used to about people using them).

Things I need to do: make a list of remaining illustrations for D&D

Things I am doing: writing a one-shot exploring-without-naming Stede's queerness and probable autism pre-canon
chocolatepot: Ed and Stede (Our Flag Means Death)
I made some OFMD icons the other day. If anyone else is interested in having one! I filled my last icon slot with one because I NEED to be able to signal.

Yesterday and today I took personal days, because my family has had tickets to see Neil Simon's Plaza Suite on Broadway since 2020 - the performance got pushed back repeatedly due to COVID. There are a few very very very minor characters, but basically the play is three vignettes about different New Jersey couples played by Sarah Jessica Parker and Matthew Broderick: the first is a married couple where the husband is having an affair, the second is a Hollywood producer and his high-school sweetheart years later, and the third is the parents of a bride who's locked herself in the bathroom. SJP was great, but Broderick is just ... he's so wooden. I don't understand how he's had an acting career for decades. My dad fell asleep during the first one and I nearly did, but the second was quite funny - SJP's character was so enthusiastic to reencounter the "famous Hollywood producer" and kept changing her story about when she needed to leave, he wanted to seduce her and she wanted to be seduced but they went about it so meanderingly because they each had a slightly different plan. It was nice to get down to the city, though, and to see Owen. Although I had some stupid GMaps issue that made my drive take ~20min longer than it needed to (I was RIGHT at the park and ride where I was meeting them when it told me to get on the highway instead and I had to do a big loop driving up to the next exit and come back down, it was painful and I was furious. I think the entrance to the lot must have changed at some point and not been reflected on the map.)

I wrote a fic about Lucius meeting Stede, Sugar Baby, which frankly I think is hilarious. Someone suggested that, before the beginning of the show, he was trying to get Stede to be his sugar daddy and Stede instead roped him into joining the crew (because he clearly has no interest in piracy or doing any work at all) and it really struck a chord with me. And it was a nice break from my ongoing hurt/comfort AU, which is not funny at all!

My h/c epic for the exchange is getting NO attention, the people who commented seem to adore it but the kudos:hits ratio is abysmal, which hurts my heart. I guess it's because people opened it to read later but haven't gotten around to it? Or at least I will tell myself that because the alternative is "people read all ten chapters and don't even think it's good enough to click the little "like" button". But it's a small fest and the general amount of feedback in the collection is pretty low. (Will be able to link to it publicly tomorrow after reveals.)
chocolatepot: Ed and Stede (Default)
and I'm supposed to just go back to my desk and work? Like it's a normal day??
chocolatepot: Bodice of a woman from a painting by Ingres (Ingres)
Okay, I am going to sew this weekend. It's three days long and the dress is really quite simple, so I should be able to manage it! Butterick B5556 but with the sleeves cut short and a scooped neckline; I love it because the magyar sleeves are obvs way easier than set-in ones, but also I made a version of this in blue gingham (now sadly too tight) and was complimented IMMEDIATELY upon exiting a parking garage in Manhattan, which is not a thing that normally happens there. I am absolutely greedy for compliments so this was a very meaningful experience.

Slowly going crazy as the period between the due date and actual reveals (publishing date) of the Hurt/Comfort Exchange drags on ... I can't tell if it's much longer than usual for exchanges or if it just seems that way because I finished writing and posted so many days prior to the due date. But see above, I'm desperate for validation and I need to know that my recip likes the story. It has been WEEKS since I posted it.

I picked some rhubarb the other day as a few leaves were getting really big, and I'm planning to make some custard and have rhubard'n'custard one of these days. Going to go to the garden store today and get some more strawberries to plant and maybe some more flowers of some kind for the front garden, as I've trimmed the daffodil leaves and it's all bare now.

Finished my OFMD reunion fic but I need to edit it. Well, the second and third chapters, the first is already posted. I think I've read the third chapter too many times because I hate it a little, but hopefully that will pass. I c/p'd a number of prompts from the kinkmeme into a doc to write as well, and I'm kind of writing this post as I'm fighting inside between doing that and editing, so procrastination seems like a good third option. But also I want to make an OFMD-themed quilt? Based on applique blocks, which I have planned out; these would have narrow borders between them, and I would quilt the borders with some kind of basic design that looks like a chain. Then there would be a broader border around the whole thing with edelweiss in the corners and a wave-pattern quilting. This is incredibly ambitious for someone with terrible executive function, but my mom agreed to do the piecing which for me would be a major stumbling block (as it's boring and my brain cannot be tricked into it), so maybe it can happen.
chocolatepot: A 1920s woman in a bathing suit standing in the sunlight (sunshine)
I really am, I just think about it all the time. It's a fantastic thing to think about because it's so wonderful.

I realized that I've just kinda launched into talking about how it's the best thing ever but didn't really tell you all what it is and why you should watch it, so I'll write a little promo bit.

Our Flag Means Death is a ten-episode HBO sitcom starring Rhys Darby and the considerably more famous Taika Waititi as, respectively, Stede Bonnet and Blackbeard (Edward Teach, Ed). Ed is also the considerably more famous historical figure, but Stede Bonnet was a real rich guy who ran away from his home and family in Barbados to become a pirate. The show largely follows Stede's perspective, only showing glimpses of Blackbeard in the first few episodes as Stede hears stories about him and he hears rumors about Stede until they meet at the very end of episode 3. Ep 4 opens with Ed sitting quietly on the edge of Stede's bed, watching over him as he sleeps, and quite frankly things only get more tender and intimate from there - five minutes later they trade clothes and go do a bit that confuses everyone around them. The cast is also filled out with Stede's delightful and diverse crew, and Ed's first mate, the extremely cantankerous Izzy Hands. Please go check out my OFMD tag for captivating gifsets, meta, and fanart.

And now I will cut to preserve your flist, a courtesy those who follow me on Tumblr cannot and do not receive. but Erin rb's from me sometimes so I think you don't hate it? )

ANYWAY. I have to go write my daily whump and domestic fluff pieces!
chocolatepot: Nibs (fountain pens)
I am really in it to write BlackBonnet, but I'm trying to branch out and write all different things on alternate days.

Our Flag Means Death ficlets, in chronological order of content:
Beside the One You Have Waited For - There was something magnetic that drew him like a compass. This “gentleman pirate” really was fucking fascinating – by all accounts a dandyish fop who’d walked his crew into an obvious trap, but also someone who’d taken a hostage away from Izzy and sent along a surprisingly bad-ass message to himself. (A message he just has to ask about.)

First Night Home - Finally, he’s back on the Revenge. His first night back on his own ship – all of the familiar creaks as she tilts and bobs on the sea, the sound of the shifting sails that he’s missed, the rail slightly loose here and here because nobody ever remembers to fix it. But she’s different, too: there’s a shadow cast over her, and her crew.

Stede returns to his ship.


The To-Read Stack - The guilt for destroying Stede’s library and generally filthying up his quarters is still eating at Ed, but Stede has said nothing about it. There were some very sorrowful sidelong looks, real kicked-puppy-dog eyes, but Stede seems to have locked that all away and concentrates on fixing it.

(If you haven't seen OFMD and you have the ability to - it's on HBO and also I'm sure every torrent site out there - I implore you to watch it. It will make you very happy and also ruin your life.

I've also written:

Homesick - Queen's Thief, Costis/Kamet

The Cat - Bridgerton, Penelope/Eloise

I wrote the Peneloise more out of duty/to see if I could get myself to care enough about Bridgerton characters to write fic of them, and tbh I could see writing more because I did come up with a whole headcanon about them. But otoh I find it impossible to write Eloise without feeling like I'm doing a parody because how do you describe those campy line deliveries in text?
chocolatepot: A 1920s woman in a bathing suit standing in the sunlight (sunshine)
Watched Our Flag Means Death a second time. The thing that keeps standing out to me is that basically up until they kiss, it is completely believable that they wouldn't, because that kind of queer subtext leading up to "we are such good friends" is so common ... I am really resistant to labeling stuff "queerbaiting" because it's more reasonable to me to expect that that's what will happen, it always seems somewhat delusional to me think that some network show or major studio movie is going to suddenly have two leads or even supporting characters of the same gender be romantically involved. (One of the few exceptions is Good Omens, where I was genuinely disappointed that they amped up the explicitness of A/C but cheated at the end with no outright declaration.) But at the same time, while I believe the motives are different - they're not trying to build up a slash fandom, they don't care about the intricacies of fandom beyond people liking a franchise = more money - they do deliberately take the "language" of romance and use it to develop supposedly platonic character relationships and I'm just so tired of it.

Anyway, studio meddling could have easily been like "take out the kiss" and left it all ambiguous and subtextual. And I'm so glad they didn't. (Taika would never have allowed it.)

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I've come to the end of my rough draft of my still-untitled H/C Exchange fic! Now I'm going back through to fill in the [write more here] bits - there are only a couple left; I also made a few notes for myself about concepts and characters that need to get introduced earlier or need to be thought about more on the page.

The [write more here] thing really works! I've always been resistant to it because I worry that if I skip things, a) I won't introduce stuff when it needs to be introduced and b) I won't be interested in coming back to fill it in. But what I'm finding is that once I've gone through everything I really want to write, my brain lets me write these transitions etc. It might mostly work because I only do it for short jumps - I don't know if I could competently write really disparate scenes and stitch them together. (A) is still potentially an issue but that happens with normal writing anyway.)

The one problem I do have with it is that I'm kind of good at writing scene openers, and I tend to write openers for whatever picks up after the [write more here] and you don't really want that a lot of the time if you intended for an actual transition rather than one scene ending and another beginning. So I sometimes have to scrap the initial sentence.

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