Plot-bunny attack!

[starwatcher307]

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It never fails to amaze me how damn near anything can lead to thoughts of Jim and Blair. Follow...

I'm driving home from town today, and a song comes on the radio that I don't like. Not hate, like that other song, but I don't want to hear it, so I reach over and push the 'play' button for my cassette.



It happens to be John Denver, and the next song up is 'Calypso'.

To sail on a dream, on a crystal-clear ocean,
To ride on the crest of a wild-raging storm.
To work in the service of life and the living,
In search of the answers to questions unknown.
To be part of the movement, and part of the growing,
Part of beginning to understand.

Doesn't that sound like Blair? I can't decide which way it would go. It could be AU, with Blair as the scientist-skipper of a Calypso-like boat, and Jim has learned that time spent at sea eases his senses (away from the city), so signs on as an itinerant hand. Alternatively, it could be the Blair and Jim we know, and Blair wants to take a working/learning vacation on a scientific vessel, and Jim decides that, with Blair's propensity for getting into trouble, he better go along to make sure his guide comes home in one piece.

The next in the playlist is 'Annie's Song'.

You fill up my senses,
Like a night in the forest.
Like the mountains in springtime,
Like a walk in the rain.
Like a storm in the desert,
Like a sleepy blue ocean,
You fill up my senses,
Come fill me again.

Helloooo! Isn't that Jim? Well, DUH! The problem here is, which part of the song to develop. That verse could be gen, although slash would work, too. But the next verse --

Come, let me love you,
Let me give my life to you.
Let me drown in your laughter,
Let me die* in your arms.
Let me lay down beside you,
Let me give my life to you.
Come let me love you;
Come love me again.

*Where 'die' would be the so-called 'little death' of orgasm.

-- is most definitely slash.

*files them carefully away in my 'ideas' folder* The problem is -- no time! I've been working on my current, Moonridge story for going on nine months, now. I suppose I could subtract a couple of months because I stopped for the Christmas story, and again for the duckling story, but still. I can remember when most of my fic was under 3,000 words; I so badly wanted to be able to write long stories. Now that I'm writing the longer stories, I look back and think, well, at least I finished the short ones in a reasonable amount of time! *sigh* This writing gig is never easy, is it?

And speaking of longer stories -- I just hit 21,000 on the Moonridge fic today. I think I'm within three scenes of the end, but at least one of them will be quite long. So, maybe 25,000 - 26,000 words total? At one weekend per scene, maybe I'll be ready to send this baby to Gerri around June first?

But I make no promises.
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