I've got two assignments due tomorrow, but I wanted to do a drive-by post regarding a kudos I just received on an old The West Wing dialogue-only ficlet:
Inauguration: Wake-up Call. Awww, kudos are lovely!
Just. Wow, I haven't read this fic in a long, long time. When I saw the kudos in my inbox, I couldn't even remember what the story was about! (ETA: Oh, now I know why I didn't remember it--I'd written it for NaNoWriMo, but never finished it.) In a way, TWW fandom doesn't feel that long ago--I still re-watch my favourite episodes, especially around the elections (both Canadian and American), and I still reference the show in a general way and hold it up as "must-see television". But in other ways, I feel very far away from those characters and those stories. I never finished everything I wanted to write in that fandom, not with Sam/Will and Seaborn for America, not with Toby and Nikki Wood, not with the Bartlet daughters. Sometimes I wish I could go back, but my writing brain just isn't there any more and that makes me a little sad.
Re-reading
Inauguration: Wake-up Call, however... Wow, I still kind of love it. It's funny; it's banter-y; it contains the longest frickin sentence I ever wrote in a fanfic. It's Sam and Toby and Will, three brilliant wordsmiths that I'll never live up to. It's about their idealism and their compromises. And there's all this back-story that no one will ever know about but me (and maybe
pocky_slash, if she still remembers all my rambling). Everything I ever tried to say with these characters, in these stories, will remain unsaid and unwritten.
*appropriate icon is appropriate*
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