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Authors' Notes, as we are all Too Verbose For Our Own Good.
[jackie's notes!]
-I'm not so much a fan of James part in this in general, because a good portion of it is really a lot of junior high insults that a twenty-something man just needs to let go of.
- There is a lot of 'controversy' over how Sirius' nickname is spelt; BlackscalliOn or BlackscalliAn. I hear it means 'black onion' either way though.
- James' parents took him to a flowery concert because they were hippies. That is one of the few things that dates MR. We try to avoid that. But. Read into that what you will and find a timeframe.
- Sidney Caulfield. Caulfield is a less than original reference to Holden Caulfield of The Catcher in the Rye fame, though I'm sure he was far less honourable, but more sane.
- Godric's Hollow is supposed to read as like the Greenwich Village of MR land. Little gated community full of filthy rich people. The Potters owned a sprawling willow tree invested land to the far east. Sirius lived on the border with the older, lower class houses, closer to the big cities.
- The entire passage about the Caulfield party being classy and everyone drinking from glass goblets and the bad poetry is all Kathleen's idea. Even the "FUCKING HELL THAT GLASS IS AN HEIRLOOM YOU FUCKING WHORE" is stolen. She is such a genius, I can't even start.
- I was actually yelled at by a person who would like to remain anonymous for naming the boyfriend guy "Ron". So uh. To clear that up, this is not a Ron Weasley reference. This is all just random. I would have named these random boys after OotP guys, but I didn't know who I would or wouldn't use for the other bands in the epic. (Though you can think of Fabian Prewett throwing the party if you feel so inclined.)
- Smudged eyeliner is a big thing in this collab. [kathleen's note to this note: HELL YES. *rubs eyes and grins crazily.*]
- If you want a visual for Becky, check out the hooker in Risky Business- but with big hair?
- I will always be slightly squicked by my own right, as by today's politically correct standards, since the girl is that drunk and stoned, James pretty much just committed rape. Or would have if I could write a sex scene worth anything.
- I'm a big fan of Mrs. Potter. She is based around my friend LeeAnn. Only not asian. But still about 4 feet tall, short choppy hair and in a state or perpetual Capri's.
- It was hell to keep the J/S hints out of there as they really don't develop for James until Sirius moves in.
- I originally wanted to name her "Becky Nolan", which is the name of a girl who used sit next to me in eight grade math class. I instantly associate that with the name Becky. But Baxter just oozed rich, upper-class unavailability, so I stuck with that.
[jamie's notes!]
a.) Peter's a huge sentimental sap. I don't know where that happened. I'm not even this much of a sap. Maybe I'm using him as a subconscious outlet.
b.) Kathleen gets total credit for having 'I Love Lucy' on in the background, because I wanted something equivalent to a boy having sports on and not even paying enough attention to it to turn it off.
c.) I was listening to a lot of Ben Folds while I was writing this. That probably doesn't mean anything to anyone.
d.) Tammy was almost Tina and almost a lot of other names that started with a 'T.'
e.) I don't know anything about being in a school band and/or at a band competition. So, you know, if there's no sex during band competitions, well, I apologize.
f.) I don't ever have anything to say during these. OH WAIT. OMGILOVEKATHLEENANDJACKIE!!1!1!! There. <333!
[kathleen's notes!]
1) Jamie and Jackie are lovely, and indulged my ongoing love affair with Neil Gaiman by letting me title the fic from a passage in American Gods. the context in which the title appears is below:
I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise and sheer blind luck. I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honestly and sensible social lies.
2) Remus reading Silas Marner is, disappointingly, a random choice...it was the first thing that came into my mind when i thought of books James might have from high school, and i just stuck with it. i've never read it, myself.
3) in part, this fic was written because i watched Christian Bale (who i associate with Remus in general, but not really MR!Remus?) have sex with people in "Metroland." mostly, this is written because i was dying to do an actual collab with Jackie and Jamie, because sharing this universe with them is absolutely the best part of it. sneakily, though, another reason this fic exists is because i made up some things about Remus's first girlfriend that were supposed to be in "mostly the view is accurate," but didn't make it, and they were [what i think are] really cool lines. [the lines in question are: she secretly felt misunderstood, but knew it was passé to say so. and She was the sort of girl you didn't end up writing songs about, because she didn't make you fucking miserable.]
4) also, writing sex is HARD. i am like, never doing it again. i finished Remus's part and was so thrilled about not having to write sex anymore, and then i realized i did, on Sirius's, which Jackie and i split up since we both write Sirius in this universe. now i actually don't have to write sex anymore, awesome. i never realized i was such a Puritan. yeesh.
5) Molly's is named after Molly Weasley, because she rules. and we couldn't think of anything else. was tempted to leave the restaurant's name as WE <3 JAMIE. (don't ask.)
6) love to mithelena for the help with Sirius's girlfriend's lipstick colour. <3
7) the comic book icicles on Remus's voice are probably another love letter to Neil, this time for Sandman.
8) eternal affection and devotion and love and all that soppy stuff to Jackie and Jamie for their amazing writing, and their patience with my millions of whiny filtered posts and panicky IMs. you are goddesses.
9) if you have gotten to the actual bottom of this thing, you deserve boquets of roses and expensive chocolates and accolades in general, really. this is fucking long.
[jackie's notes!]
-I'm not so much a fan of James part in this in general, because a good portion of it is really a lot of junior high insults that a twenty-something man just needs to let go of.
- There is a lot of 'controversy' over how Sirius' nickname is spelt; BlackscalliOn or BlackscalliAn. I hear it means 'black onion' either way though.
- James' parents took him to a flowery concert because they were hippies. That is one of the few things that dates MR. We try to avoid that. But. Read into that what you will and find a timeframe.
- Sidney Caulfield. Caulfield is a less than original reference to Holden Caulfield of The Catcher in the Rye fame, though I'm sure he was far less honourable, but more sane.
- Godric's Hollow is supposed to read as like the Greenwich Village of MR land. Little gated community full of filthy rich people. The Potters owned a sprawling willow tree invested land to the far east. Sirius lived on the border with the older, lower class houses, closer to the big cities.
- The entire passage about the Caulfield party being classy and everyone drinking from glass goblets and the bad poetry is all Kathleen's idea. Even the "FUCKING HELL THAT GLASS IS AN HEIRLOOM YOU FUCKING WHORE" is stolen. She is such a genius, I can't even start.
- I was actually yelled at by a person who would like to remain anonymous for naming the boyfriend guy "Ron". So uh. To clear that up, this is not a Ron Weasley reference. This is all just random. I would have named these random boys after OotP guys, but I didn't know who I would or wouldn't use for the other bands in the epic. (Though you can think of Fabian Prewett throwing the party if you feel so inclined.)
- Smudged eyeliner is a big thing in this collab. [kathleen's note to this note: HELL YES. *rubs eyes and grins crazily.*]
- If you want a visual for Becky, check out the hooker in Risky Business- but with big hair?
- I will always be slightly squicked by my own right, as by today's politically correct standards, since the girl is that drunk and stoned, James pretty much just committed rape. Or would have if I could write a sex scene worth anything.
- I'm a big fan of Mrs. Potter. She is based around my friend LeeAnn. Only not asian. But still about 4 feet tall, short choppy hair and in a state or perpetual Capri's.
- It was hell to keep the J/S hints out of there as they really don't develop for James until Sirius moves in.
- I originally wanted to name her "Becky Nolan", which is the name of a girl who used sit next to me in eight grade math class. I instantly associate that with the name Becky. But Baxter just oozed rich, upper-class unavailability, so I stuck with that.
[jamie's notes!]
a.) Peter's a huge sentimental sap. I don't know where that happened. I'm not even this much of a sap. Maybe I'm using him as a subconscious outlet.
b.) Kathleen gets total credit for having 'I Love Lucy' on in the background, because I wanted something equivalent to a boy having sports on and not even paying enough attention to it to turn it off.
c.) I was listening to a lot of Ben Folds while I was writing this. That probably doesn't mean anything to anyone.
d.) Tammy was almost Tina and almost a lot of other names that started with a 'T.'
e.) I don't know anything about being in a school band and/or at a band competition. So, you know, if there's no sex during band competitions, well, I apologize.
f.) I don't ever have anything to say during these. OH WAIT. OMGILOVEKATHLEENANDJACKIE!!1!1!! There. <333!
[kathleen's notes!]
1) Jamie and Jackie are lovely, and indulged my ongoing love affair with Neil Gaiman by letting me title the fic from a passage in American Gods. the context in which the title appears is below:
I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise and sheer blind luck. I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honestly and sensible social lies.
2) Remus reading Silas Marner is, disappointingly, a random choice...it was the first thing that came into my mind when i thought of books James might have from high school, and i just stuck with it. i've never read it, myself.
3) in part, this fic was written because i watched Christian Bale (who i associate with Remus in general, but not really MR!Remus?) have sex with people in "Metroland." mostly, this is written because i was dying to do an actual collab with Jackie and Jamie, because sharing this universe with them is absolutely the best part of it. sneakily, though, another reason this fic exists is because i made up some things about Remus's first girlfriend that were supposed to be in "mostly the view is accurate," but didn't make it, and they were [what i think are] really cool lines. [the lines in question are: she secretly felt misunderstood, but knew it was passé to say so. and She was the sort of girl you didn't end up writing songs about, because she didn't make you fucking miserable.]
4) also, writing sex is HARD. i am like, never doing it again. i finished Remus's part and was so thrilled about not having to write sex anymore, and then i realized i did, on Sirius's, which Jackie and i split up since we both write Sirius in this universe. now i actually don't have to write sex anymore, awesome. i never realized i was such a Puritan. yeesh.
5) Molly's is named after Molly Weasley, because she rules. and we couldn't think of anything else. was tempted to leave the restaurant's name as WE <3 JAMIE. (don't ask.)
6) love to mithelena for the help with Sirius's girlfriend's lipstick colour. <3
7) the comic book icicles on Remus's voice are probably another love letter to Neil, this time for Sandman.
8) eternal affection and devotion and love and all that soppy stuff to Jackie and Jamie for their amazing writing, and their patience with my millions of whiny filtered posts and panicky IMs. you are goddesses.
9) if you have gotten to the actual bottom of this thing, you deserve boquets of roses and expensive chocolates and accolades in general, really. this is fucking long.