I Wrote a Fic
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One of the consequences of lockdown has been that I ran out of new books to read months ago (I'm reliant on the - currently-closed - library as I can't afford to buy many nowadays). Another consequence has been the creeping insanity caused by never, ever having the house to myself as no-one is going out.
The upshot of both of these has been an escape into watching drama on Youtube, and I started with Sharpe.
Just a few weeks in and the muse woke up for the first time in years. Yes, I wrote a fic. Just one small scene, involving two men standing looking at each other - you know how it is. As the scene is so short*, the fic was originally going to be just a drabble, but as they stood there looking at each other, the space around them started to fill with their feelings and memories, with this one moment the centre and culmination of years of their lives. No-one else could have done for Sharpe what Harper did in this scene. (No, NOT like that, people are watching!)
So I added bits, and took away bits, and then I rearranged all the bits, and quite to my surprise at the end of all that messing about it now has the once-familiar shape and feel of a DorsetGirl fic. (Well, I hope so, anyway.) I'm very happy about as this is my first fic in years and my first ever Sharpe/Harper
But it's driving me nuts leaving it to settle so I can come back with a reader's eyes to check it before posting. I want it done and posted so I can start the next one. Oh dear...
And I'm not even thinking about creating some Sharpe icons to go with the new activity, no sirree.
*It's in this clip.
One of the consequences of lockdown has been that I ran out of new books to read months ago (I'm reliant on the - currently-closed - library as I can't afford to buy many nowadays). Another consequence has been the creeping insanity caused by never, ever having the house to myself as no-one is going out.
The upshot of both of these has been an escape into watching drama on Youtube, and I started with Sharpe.
Just a few weeks in and the muse woke up for the first time in years. Yes, I wrote a fic. Just one small scene, involving two men standing looking at each other - you know how it is. As the scene is so short*, the fic was originally going to be just a drabble, but as they stood there looking at each other, the space around them started to fill with their feelings and memories, with this one moment the centre and culmination of years of their lives. No-one else could have done for Sharpe what Harper did in this scene. (No, NOT like that, people are watching!)
So I added bits, and took away bits, and then I rearranged all the bits, and quite to my surprise at the end of all that messing about it now has the once-familiar shape and feel of a DorsetGirl fic. (Well, I hope so, anyway.) I'm very happy about as this is my first fic in years and my first ever Sharpe/Harper
But it's driving me nuts leaving it to settle so I can come back with a reader's eyes to check it before posting. I want it done and posted so I can start the next one. Oh dear...
And I'm not even thinking about creating some Sharpe icons to go with the new activity, no sirree.
*It's in this clip.