Lobelia the adverbially eclectic

 Today I wrote 6,157 words! I am not on track; I am over track. And I have finally cracked it. ( Read more... )
Because regency is not about the regency (the actual historical period). It is about a fanon. With the historical period being the canon.

Total written in November: 35,166 words. Pivot happened at: 22,249 words. Note to future: it apparently takes me that many words to discover my stride.

I shall now walk the cavapoochon and then watch Northanger Abbey (2007) for some more regency fanon.

This is probably lodged somewhere in DW's cross-post archive but I found it again last week and want to re-archive it for myself.

LJ 7 Feb 2003

 

I know that it seems as if I'm not writing DP because I post so rarely but for a few weeks, I actually have been writing as well as thinking very hard about the story of DP. It's moved in all sorts of directions I never thought it would; it's branched out in a way that I'm starting to suspect only an AU will (and perhaps origfic will be like that? Because what is origfic but AU?).

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I am going on holiday to Pefkos on the Greek island of Rhodes tomorrow! It is my first solo holiday in all the sixty years of my life on Earth. I've been on hols with others. I've been on research trips and conference trips by myself. But never on an actual beach holiday.

So I have to get All The Assignments done before I fly. Here's my latest assignment, this one from the follow-up course to Dean Wesley's Smith's Writing in Depth course, the Writing Into the Dark course. The brief: 500 words of an opening, no dialogue, no action, a character and a solar eclipse.

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Orig fic. Whoa.

Just when I thought it was getting easier... This week I again wrote two versions. Last week's I found easier. All three texts below the cut.

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( Assignment #4, version 2 )

In mid-January, I dusted off my Draco/Dudley/Harry fic. Begun in 2003 (yes!), enthusiastically revived during an epic 100k nano in 2019, this fic is now around 150,000 words long. I have been spending an hour a day whipping it into print-outable, beta'able shape! Sitting outside cafés in wintry temperatures, with winds flapping my laptop screen shut and viruses lurking in the warm indoors. Are there even still HP betas out there? Bits of this were, to my amazement and judging from decades old notes to self, beta'ed by people now lost to time and the internet.

But still: go me yay. And go past!me who made up this obsession-inducing head canon of boxer!hairdresser!Dudley and sorcerer's apprentice/ layabout/ Bob the Builder lusting!Draco. And lashes of Nazi angst.