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Nov 12, 2009 16:00

Because I'm bored while my other is sitting an exam and, on the lovely wendymr's prompting...

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what' ( Read more... )

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wendymr November 12 2009, 05:05:55 UTC
This!

They slip between moments, her and the Doctor, as easily as a man crosses a street and it’s impossible, keeping track of time when all of it exists at your fingertips.

Nobody can blame her, can they?

It’s been harder since her old Doctor changed into her new Doctor. All his energy, all the new places he hasn’t seen - not with these eyes - and they never stop moving, bouncing between planets and times with something bordering desperation.

It’s not her fault - she forgot, somewhere along the way, to be mindful of seconds as they tick into minutes.

Her best guess puts it somewhere around three months.

--

She doesn’t really have an excuse for the one she let slip by while she builds the courage - she was very aware of it as they crossed the street into different worlds, laughing and crying and running through it all.

Four months.

How much longer till she starts showing?

--

It’s blue.

She has to catch herself on the edge of the tub. Pregnant, then, four months gone.

--

It’s his - it has to be. Her and Mickey haven’t - not for a long time. Much longer than four months. A year, at least, if she had to guess.

God, has it been more than a year?

He’s the only one - he was the only one for months. It has to be his.

--

It’s not his - of course it isn’t.

’I changed. Every single cell in my body.’

They haven’t slept together, not since he’s changed, not a single time.

She - she hasn’t been able to and he - he hasn’t wanted to. She would’ve been able to tell.

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dave7 November 12 2009, 05:51:54 UTC
Hello, self! Good to see you again!

No, no, no, Dave, we're supposed to pretend we're different people, remember?

Oh...

You do remember how this works, don't you?

Oh yes, yes. You ask me question - about my family and stuff - and I pretend you're a stranger and you don't already know!

Uh, yeah. Kind of...

So, ask away!

Erm, no, we're not doing that this time.

We're not?

Nope!

So what are we doing?

Did you not read the meme instructions, Dave?

Of course I... no. No, I didn't. Do you still love me?

No.

...I'm telling our therapist!

Dave, we don't have one.

Well, obviously we need one! I don't want this relationship to-

DVD commentary, Dave. We're supposed to be writing a DVD commentary for the fic snippet Wendy's left us!

Are you changing the subject? Because I really think we should talk about this. Couple's therapy-

Shut up and read the snippet, man.

But-!

Now.

Okay, okay... Oh, I remember this!

You do?

Oh, yes! That's when Harry and Herm-

Dave!

What?

You haven't written and Harry Potter fanfic -(Oh yeah!) - and you *don't* *like* *Harry* *Potter*!

Right, right, right! Yes, yes, I remember now, really!

You do?

Oh, yes! That's when Scully and Mulde-

Dave!

What now?!

It's the Doctor and Rose - she's pregnant to the Ninth Doctor, but she only finds out after he's regenerated into the Tenth Doctor. Do you remember now?

No.

No?

Not at all.

How can you not remember?

I don't know - are you sure I wrote it?

Ye- How- What? How could you have forgotten?

*shrugs*

You remember the stuff about the streets, though, surely? Crossing the time like most people cross the road - it was symbolic and metaphorical and really, really cool. Remember?

Yes.

Yes?

I've figured it out.

...

...

Well?!

I think...

*Yes*?

I was possessed.

... You were possessed.

Yes. By a pregnant woman. I had this big, round, pregnant belly and-

Dave?

Yes?

Stop talking.

No, no, I mean it! I was possessed and-

You were not possessed.

How would you know?

Are you serious?

... No.

So, really, do you remember?

Yes, yes, I remember. I can remember writing it - I often forget things I've written and, I mean, within minutes of having written them. I read back over and there's a moment where I think, 'Oh, that's brilliant!' and I wonder who wrote that.

But this you remember?

Yes, this I remember. It was an interesting 'what-if' that popped into my head one sunny morn'. Inspired, I think, by identical twins. I wasn't interested in the twins as the children so much as them as the father. There'd be no test on earth that could determine which of the two fathered the child, and I actually meant this as a genetic thing, when I first thought of it - would the kid be genetically linked to the Tenth Doctor if the Ninth sired it?

Oh yes, I remember that! Thank God it didn't turn out to be some genetic mumbo jumbo.

Yes, well, once I started writing it, it sort of evolved itself to an emotional one. And then, not so much the Doctor's emotional connection to the child - because that'd be rather obvious, wouldn't it? - but *Rose's* emotions about it all. It just intrigued me. It's an incredibly unique situation, theirs, and it presents interesting opportunities as a writer.

You know what, Chris?

What?

You can be pretty deep sometimes, man.

Aha!

What?

You *do* love me!

Oh, brother...

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wendymr November 13 2009, 02:46:43 UTC
So somewhere in the middle of all that is a commentary, yeah? ;)

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dave7 November 13 2009, 03:04:12 UTC
Wendy, Wendy, Wendy (Wendykins!)... everyone knows that DVD commentaries involve at least two personali... er, people!

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dave7 November 15 2009, 06:57:20 UTC
Only two? Then who am I?

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imaginary_iby November 17 2009, 11:49:06 UTC
Oh my gosh! Who are you?!

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