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jade_sabre) wrote2010-06-07 12:21 am
jade_sabre) wrote2010-06-07 12:21 am
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I, uh, finished posting Falling Slowly, my other not-quite-as-long Neverwinter Nights 2 fanfic. It's from a side character's POV, and he knows about as much about what's going on as, say, someone who hadn't played the game and only glanced at the Wikipedia pages. And, um, I'm really hesitant to say I'M RIDICULOUSLY PROUD OF THIS FIC, but um, I am ridiculously proud of this fic. It is--I think--good. And dedicated to Quark, because she is awesome and deserves it. So, um, you can read it in its entirety now, if you like.
I started writing it two years ago after starting to read the only other Nevalle fic out there (or so it seemed), which within five paragraphs had managed to completely subvert his character and contain one of those dreaded single-paragraph sex scenes, which half a sentence into I went WHAT and opened a Word Document, and stared at it for a while. Then I typed the first sentence, and meant to continue writing in a flirtatious manner, and then by two paragraphs later I had taken a hard left turn and was suddenly facing and much different ficlet. No problem, I thought. I wrote it and then I wrote two more chapters and I had written a little trilogy and maybe there was more--and then I wrote eleven more chapters, and said, Huh. I wrote it completely in order, edited it once, sent it to Quark in its entirety, waited a very long time to get it back, edited it again myself, and then sent it back to her chapter by chapter, before getting the chapters back and editing them one more time before posting them. I mean granted, they've only had two pairs of eyes look at them, but still. It was Serious Business. And very different from writing my other long fic, which was much more bits-and-pieces until I was pretty sure I had told all the parts I was able to tell. I'm still not sure which way I prefer.
The title comes from this song, because I listened to the soundtrack incessantly while writing the fic:
and also because the main female character is from a town called West Harbor, so that's a nice little metaphorical connection there, which connects with this song, which also influenced me:
that's not the version of "Harbor" that I have on my computer--mine comes from the "Heard it on NPR" radio, and is just Vienna Teng and a piano, and I still vividly remember the first time I listened to it, in the car on the way home from ND with my dad. It was also the first time I heard Vienna Teng's voice, with its crystalline clarity--it's just so pure, and the road was dark and the sound wrapped around me like a blanket. This fic is kind of like all those late nights sitting on the couch just like I am now, my fingers on the keyboard and the music and the dog sleeping at my feet and a story that I wanted to tell.
so, here's to finding something new for this summer, and many summers to come.
I started writing it two years ago after starting to read the only other Nevalle fic out there (or so it seemed), which within five paragraphs had managed to completely subvert his character and contain one of those dreaded single-paragraph sex scenes, which half a sentence into I went WHAT and opened a Word Document, and stared at it for a while. Then I typed the first sentence, and meant to continue writing in a flirtatious manner, and then by two paragraphs later I had taken a hard left turn and was suddenly facing and much different ficlet. No problem, I thought. I wrote it and then I wrote two more chapters and I had written a little trilogy and maybe there was more--and then I wrote eleven more chapters, and said, Huh. I wrote it completely in order, edited it once, sent it to Quark in its entirety, waited a very long time to get it back, edited it again myself, and then sent it back to her chapter by chapter, before getting the chapters back and editing them one more time before posting them. I mean granted, they've only had two pairs of eyes look at them, but still. It was Serious Business. And very different from writing my other long fic, which was much more bits-and-pieces until I was pretty sure I had told all the parts I was able to tell. I'm still not sure which way I prefer.
The title comes from this song, because I listened to the soundtrack incessantly while writing the fic:
and also because the main female character is from a town called West Harbor, so that's a nice little metaphorical connection there, which connects with this song, which also influenced me:
that's not the version of "Harbor" that I have on my computer--mine comes from the "Heard it on NPR" radio, and is just Vienna Teng and a piano, and I still vividly remember the first time I listened to it, in the car on the way home from ND with my dad. It was also the first time I heard Vienna Teng's voice, with its crystalline clarity--it's just so pure, and the road was dark and the sound wrapped around me like a blanket. This fic is kind of like all those late nights sitting on the couch just like I am now, my fingers on the keyboard and the music and the dog sleeping at my feet and a story that I wanted to tell.
so, here's to finding something new for this summer, and many summers to come.
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NO I knew you were going to go see them but I totally missed your reaction post, and so I just read it, and OMG JEALOUS, and then I was busy lol'ing over your comment thread with Hikki (wait, she cosplayed Ty Lee? WHY DON'T I REMEMBER THIS, ZOME SHE IS PERFECT FOR TY LEE), and then LEGEND OF KORRA, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, and then and then. And then. :-D
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LEGEND OF KORRA! OMG! I CANNOT WAIT! WON'T THAT BE AWESOME?!
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But god, when she does the chorus. GAH. It hurts.