Some Good 'Ole Meme Responses
So I posted a meme a little while back over here. It's the one where people post a title in the comments along with feedback for a story that I haven't written, and then I go ahead and give a whole bunch of information about it. I liked it so much that I also posted it over on facebook so I could get a bunch of responses from friends, too.
And now I'm finished, and had so much fun that I'm posting all the responses, both from livejournal and facebook, up here! I know lots of people write their responses for this in a rambling paragraph, but I was... more systematic. haha. Anyway.
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For lady_songsmith
Title: Vinegar and Honey
Feedback: I adored "Vinegar and Honey" because of the way you worked with each character's peculiar (not in the sense of 'odd' but 'individual') desires and the way they needed to have things put to them.
First sentence: From the balcony of her room in the great palace of the Tisroc, Susan could see the entire city, from the peasants of the lower levels to the markets of the mid-city, all leading up to the pleasure gardens of the wealthy.
Last sentence: The blue stretch of water only made her long for the golden waves of sand.
Thing that made me want to write it: I haven't written anything on HHB before, and I wanted to try out some ideas about Susan's romance with Rabadash.
BIggest problem I had while writing it: Writing the story in Tashbaan. I've never really cared much about defining this culture in my mind, so it required a good deal of thought about many background details.
Why it almost never got posted: The story sat around on my desktop for a long time because I got distracted by other ideas, until I found it after a couple months or so and went back to edit and polish.
Cut Scene I Loved: The scene was supposed to be the moment in which Susan first realizes that there is something different-in-a-bad-way about Rabadash, and that it is more than just a nature to show off for her. It happens out in the garden by the fountain, and Rabadash is speaking less of love and more of marriage, and Susan realizes that he is more interested in possessing her as a wife. I ended up cutting it because the realization moment was really cheesy and abrupt.
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For misura
Title: Chuck Versus the New Years Resolution
Feedback: In Chuck versus the New Year's Resolution, I really liked how Morgan got to be smarter than Chuck about women (for once in his life, maybe? *g*). I also loved that moment in the breakroom between Casey and Sarah.
First sentence: It is two days into January, and already Chuck is wondering if he should scrap his resolution.
Last sentence: Casey grunts in satisfaction.
Why I wanted to write it: One of the best parts about Chuck is how random some of the plots can be, while at the same time seeming completely plausible in the course of the show. So I wanted to take the rather ridiculous idea of a villain who's New Year's Resolution is, well, to wreak havoc, and make it entirely plausible and a serious threat.
The biggest problem I had while writing it: Morgan and Alex's relationship, just because we haven't yet seen much of them together on screen, only quick glimpses and short scenes.
Why it almost never got posted: I was really afraid that the show's canon might throw off a part of my plot once the series picked up again in the new year, but I finally decided just to chance it, and posted anyway.
Cut scene I wish I'd been able to keep: A double date with Morgan and Alex, and Chuck and Sarah. I had a few really hilarious ideas for the spy-plot to come into play here, but when I thought of a better idea for Alex to get tangled up in it elsewhere by getting kidnapped with no prior knowledge of the mission, that rendered this scene rather useless.
Short Excerpt:
Lester leaves the room and Casey grunts in annoyance, because now it means that he's alone with Sarah again, and all his spy senses are shouting that she's about to bring up -
"I know how it feels to not want to put someone you love in danger," Sarah says.
He grunts again, because what can he say? That he does, too? All he has done all his life is stay away from anyone that could form an attachment to him for the very reason of keeping them safe. It has only been since joining this team that he has learned not to bolt at the first sign of emotion, learned to tolerate Chuck's soft-hearted nature, learned about his daughter. And now Alex is - is -
A light hand on his shoulder makes his muscles tense, even though he knows it is just his partner. "Casey, she's going to be fine. We will get Alex back - there is no way anyone here will let anything happen to Alex. Morgan is already searching for schematics, Chuck is ready to leave -"
"Then what are we still doing here?" Casey growls, and before Sarah can say another word, he pushes past her into the hall.
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For be_themoon
Title: And the Wheels Turn Ever Deeper
Feedback: I loved your look deeper into the cogs and wheels of Division in 'And The Wheels Turn Ever Deeper'. The archivists! The guards! All with their own gossip. It was AWESOME.
First sentence: It was Michael who had first showed shown Nikita the lower storage area on the night after her first assignment.
Last sentence: And though she walks away without looking back, Nikita can still feel his eyes on her back.
Made me want to write it: I really wanted to explore the relationship between Nikita and Michael back when she was still a part of Division.
Biggest Problem: It was really difficult coming up with all the details of the inner workings of Division (which is why I love that you loved that part!). It took an awful lot of brainstorming and such to get it right.
Why Almost Never Got Posted: Probably because I almost never wrote it at all - the idea was sitting in my mind but I wasn't sure if I should take the time to write a Nikita fic at all.
Cut Scene I loved: Oh man. I was going to write a scene in which Birkhoff walks in on Nikita and Michael making out. Only I had to cut it because I'm not that good at writing makeout scenes. But oh, if only I could have caught that awkwardness lolol.
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For IRL friend Kate T.
Title: Frolicking Frippery
Feedback: I particularly liked the entirety of "Frolicking Frippery", though what I perhaps liked best about it was the way you skillfully manipulated the character of the pigeon into all of the scenes. It really brought out the tension between Francois and the old man. Oh, and the grilled cheese scene of course, classic- your dialogue brought it all to life so adeptly.
First sentence: The first time Philippe saw the pigeon, it had flown in through the window and was curiously pecking at his morning porridge.
Last sentence: Philippe lifted the door on the cage, and the flutter of wings filled the air.
What made me want to write it: I wanted to write a story about someone's deteriorating mental state, actually. Also, I was inspired by a book I'd recently read, I think it's called "Godmother", and it's about an old woman who believes she is a fairy godmother but no one else can see her wings. I sort of did that with the pigeon - Philippe can see it but his son, Francois, cannot. (And when Philippe points it out, as you know, the pigeon always disappears the moment before Francois looks.)
BIggest Problem I Had While Writing: I don't live in France, I don't know much at all ABOUT France, which means it was difficult to write the flashbacks to Philippe's childhood.
Why It Almost Never Got Published: I was not sure how well I managed to pull off Philippe's mental condition, since I never outright said that he had anything so much as implied it through Francois' dialogue.
Cut Scene I Wish I'd Been Able To Save: I really wanted to have a scene in which Francois does see the pigeon at the very end, so that it turns out that Philippe is not losing his grip on reality after all. But in the end it felt better to leave the last scene ambiguous, so the reader never knows if the pigeon was real or not.
Short Excerpt:
Francois stopped pacing and collapsed on the bench beside Philippe, sending a shiver along the seat. "Dad, you can't. You just can't."
Why bother listening? wondered Philippe. The pigeon was at his feet again, pecking in vain at the cracks in the pavement. Philippe glanced down at the cold grilled cheese in his hand and broke off a corner to sprinkle around his feet.
Francois broke off mid-sentence. "What are you doing?"
"Feeding the pigeon."
"There isn't a pigeon, Dad!"
Philippe broke off another corner. "You are not even looking."
With a long-suffering sigh, Francois made a show of peering down at the ground. "There is no bird."
And there wasn't - sometime during the exchange, the pigeon had disappeared, scared off, perhaps, by Philippe's sprinkled breadcrumbs.
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For IRL friend Jay
Title: Jellyfish Linens
Feedback: I'm a huge fan of "Jellyfish Linens", especially the scene with the mad scientist and the talking purple semicolon - genius! My favourite part had to be at the end, however, when the jellyfish became a fully realized figment of the cat's imagination; it was beautifully written, especially within the parallels you drew between the jellyfish and the scientist himself!
First sentence: When I was a child, long before I had ever dreamed of a career in researching Imagination Realization, my mother would sing me the jellyfish lullabies.
Last sentence: I took the handle of the protest sign and ginned, "Long live the semicolon!"
Thing That Made Me Want To Write It: I love to write gibberish worlds occasionally, like the time in elementary I wrote about a land made out of candy, and in junior high/high school when I wrote about a... gee, I can't even describe it in half a sentence. This time was slightly different though, because this time, it was the characters that were so... out-of-this-world, while the setting itself was perfectly normal.
Biggest Problem I Had: Developing the protest group advocating for the semicolon to be reinstated. As you know, in my story it had been banned for nearly a decade for being a very confusing and commonly-misused punctuation mark, and it was difficult making up the facts that went along with this story, as well as chronicling the fight to reinstate the semicolon.
Why It Almost Never Got Published: Uh... have you even read this? It's absolutely ridiculous and barely makes any sense at all. (At the same time, though, that's exactly why I DID publish.)
Cut Scene I Wish I'd Kept: The moment when the mad scientist, Ralph, adopts Figgy the cat. I really loved how resistant Ralph was to Figgy's constant presence, and I really wanted to detail the scene after which he gives in and invites her inside, but... it was a private moment.
Short Excerpt:
It took a moment for me to understand that the man at my door was not covered in paint, but actually had lavendar-dyed skin. I cleared my throat several times, trying to hide my smile.
"It was supposed to be a royal purple," the man glowered.
The corner of my mouth twitched, and before I could say a word, he swung the hefty protest sign barely an inch from my face. "No comments," he growled. "Can we move on? I already have a mother to tell me what a dumb decision I made."
Somehow, despite the absurdity of the purple man's expression, I managed to control my face. "If you don't want me to, ah, mention, er - why did you come to my door?"
He stepped back, and pulled the sign up beside him so I could read it in full. SOS, it proclaimed. Save Our Semicolon! One mark can change the grammar world!
"Oh, not you lot," I sighed, and reached for the door. When the purple man stuck out his foot in an automatic move to keep open the door that could only have come from months of practise, I continued, "I want absolutely nothing to do with you Semicolons."
"We are the United People for Semicolon Rights," the man retorted. "It is an insult to refer to us as the Semicolons."
"Exactly," I agreed, and stepped down hard on his foot.
As predicted, the purple man - purple Semicolon - yelped and jumped back. I slammed the door not a moment too soon.
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For IRL friend Katie D.
Title: When Katie Met Darren
Feedback: "When Katie Met Darren" was a thrilling read. I enjoyed the use of description and the plot twist half way through the novel. Of course, the bittersweet ending was a surprise, but the unexpectedness of it all made a profound impact on me as the reader. My favourite scene was when Darren and Katie realized their mutual love of music and dance, and the shenanigans that ensued. (A/N: The Darren she refers to here is Darren Criss, you know, the guy from AVPM and Glee).
First sentence: From the moment Katie first saw his hair, she knew that Darren was the right man for her.
Last sentence: Katie turned back to her laptop and began watching A Very Potter Musical again.
Made Me Want to write it: Katie made me want to write it. And by "made", I mean she used all her powers of persuasion to force me into it. But that's ok, cause I love my Katie-friend anyway.
Biggest problem: Well, I always find it a little awkward to write real people as opposed to characters, which made this particular story a real difficulty, seeing as absolutely everyone in it is a real person, even if I haven't actually met all of them.
Why Almost Never Posted: There was never a chance of not posting this, not after all the effort it took to write for Katie.
Cut Scene I loved: There was a scene in which Darren and Katie act out a part of A Very Potter Musical, but unfortunately it didn't work out to well, as there were only two of them and all the best scenes have more than two characters. So I wrote a different scene with the two of them having a conversation made up of AVPM quotes, instead.
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For IRL friend Nicole
Title: Without Memories
Feedback: I really enjoyed your novel, "Without Memories", my favourite part is the plot twist just at the end where you find out that they aren't really cousins, they're identical twins. Although I don't especially enjoy the beginning, what with all the car-chasing and music-hating, the chapter about the llamas definately made it worth my while, although my favourite scene was when he found the letters under his pillow. The internal monologue there is just perfection!
First sentence: Cousins they may be, Ralph and Ronald never lost an opportunity to bicker like the closest of siblings.
Last sentence: The house exploded into flames.
Made me want to write it: Who doesn't want to try writing a road-trip story at some point, right? I'm sure every writer has tried it sometime or another, it's just a matter of when and if it works. Right?
Biggest problem: I know almost nothing about cars, so making Ronald a car expert was a bit of a mistake because it required a lot of effort to make it sound as though he really did know what he was talking about, especially since Ralph DIDN"T believe this.
Why Almost never posted: Like I said, I was super afraid of technical inaccuracies and such (in fact, I still am), but it was such a fun adventure that I finally gave in.
Cut Scene I loved: Well, this was to happen right after Ronald and Ralph leave the llama farm - they were going to drive for about five minutes, tops, and then blow out a tire. Only I don't exactly know what it's like, and I'd already done so much car research by this time that I just cut the entire scene rather than deal with this longer. I know, I know, lazy me.
Short Excerpt: Ronald came in through the door then, dropping the bags down on the floor before slamming the door shut. "Call the bed closest to the window," he sighed, and began to cross the room.
Ralph was at his side in an instant. "We have to get out!" he hissed. "I think... I think someone else is staying in this cabin."
"What?"
"Letters under the pillow!" Ralph whispered.
Ronald pushed past him, and dug out the packet that Ralph had found. "Idiot," he said, "it's a packet of room-service menus."
It took a minute for Ralph to realize that he had done all that nervous worrying for nothing. DId - did this mean that something about this road trip was actually going right for once?
And now I'm finished, and had so much fun that I'm posting all the responses, both from livejournal and facebook, up here! I know lots of people write their responses for this in a rambling paragraph, but I was... more systematic. haha. Anyway.
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For lady_songsmith
Title: Vinegar and Honey
Feedback: I adored "Vinegar and Honey" because of the way you worked with each character's peculiar (not in the sense of 'odd' but 'individual') desires and the way they needed to have things put to them.
First sentence: From the balcony of her room in the great palace of the Tisroc, Susan could see the entire city, from the peasants of the lower levels to the markets of the mid-city, all leading up to the pleasure gardens of the wealthy.
Last sentence: The blue stretch of water only made her long for the golden waves of sand.
Thing that made me want to write it: I haven't written anything on HHB before, and I wanted to try out some ideas about Susan's romance with Rabadash.
BIggest problem I had while writing it: Writing the story in Tashbaan. I've never really cared much about defining this culture in my mind, so it required a good deal of thought about many background details.
Why it almost never got posted: The story sat around on my desktop for a long time because I got distracted by other ideas, until I found it after a couple months or so and went back to edit and polish.
Cut Scene I Loved: The scene was supposed to be the moment in which Susan first realizes that there is something different-in-a-bad-way about Rabadash, and that it is more than just a nature to show off for her. It happens out in the garden by the fountain, and Rabadash is speaking less of love and more of marriage, and Susan realizes that he is more interested in possessing her as a wife. I ended up cutting it because the realization moment was really cheesy and abrupt.
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For misura
Title: Chuck Versus the New Years Resolution
Feedback: In Chuck versus the New Year's Resolution, I really liked how Morgan got to be smarter than Chuck about women (for once in his life, maybe? *g*). I also loved that moment in the breakroom between Casey and Sarah.
First sentence: It is two days into January, and already Chuck is wondering if he should scrap his resolution.
Last sentence: Casey grunts in satisfaction.
Why I wanted to write it: One of the best parts about Chuck is how random some of the plots can be, while at the same time seeming completely plausible in the course of the show. So I wanted to take the rather ridiculous idea of a villain who's New Year's Resolution is, well, to wreak havoc, and make it entirely plausible and a serious threat.
The biggest problem I had while writing it: Morgan and Alex's relationship, just because we haven't yet seen much of them together on screen, only quick glimpses and short scenes.
Why it almost never got posted: I was really afraid that the show's canon might throw off a part of my plot once the series picked up again in the new year, but I finally decided just to chance it, and posted anyway.
Cut scene I wish I'd been able to keep: A double date with Morgan and Alex, and Chuck and Sarah. I had a few really hilarious ideas for the spy-plot to come into play here, but when I thought of a better idea for Alex to get tangled up in it elsewhere by getting kidnapped with no prior knowledge of the mission, that rendered this scene rather useless.
Short Excerpt:
Lester leaves the room and Casey grunts in annoyance, because now it means that he's alone with Sarah again, and all his spy senses are shouting that she's about to bring up -
"I know how it feels to not want to put someone you love in danger," Sarah says.
He grunts again, because what can he say? That he does, too? All he has done all his life is stay away from anyone that could form an attachment to him for the very reason of keeping them safe. It has only been since joining this team that he has learned not to bolt at the first sign of emotion, learned to tolerate Chuck's soft-hearted nature, learned about his daughter. And now Alex is - is -
A light hand on his shoulder makes his muscles tense, even though he knows it is just his partner. "Casey, she's going to be fine. We will get Alex back - there is no way anyone here will let anything happen to Alex. Morgan is already searching for schematics, Chuck is ready to leave -"
"Then what are we still doing here?" Casey growls, and before Sarah can say another word, he pushes past her into the hall.
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For be_themoon
Title: And the Wheels Turn Ever Deeper
Feedback: I loved your look deeper into the cogs and wheels of Division in 'And The Wheels Turn Ever Deeper'. The archivists! The guards! All with their own gossip. It was AWESOME.
First sentence: It was Michael who had first showed shown Nikita the lower storage area on the night after her first assignment.
Last sentence: And though she walks away without looking back, Nikita can still feel his eyes on her back.
Made me want to write it: I really wanted to explore the relationship between Nikita and Michael back when she was still a part of Division.
Biggest Problem: It was really difficult coming up with all the details of the inner workings of Division (which is why I love that you loved that part!). It took an awful lot of brainstorming and such to get it right.
Why Almost Never Got Posted: Probably because I almost never wrote it at all - the idea was sitting in my mind but I wasn't sure if I should take the time to write a Nikita fic at all.
Cut Scene I loved: Oh man. I was going to write a scene in which Birkhoff walks in on Nikita and Michael making out. Only I had to cut it because I'm not that good at writing makeout scenes. But oh, if only I could have caught that awkwardness lolol.
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For IRL friend Kate T.
Title: Frolicking Frippery
Feedback: I particularly liked the entirety of "Frolicking Frippery", though what I perhaps liked best about it was the way you skillfully manipulated the character of the pigeon into all of the scenes. It really brought out the tension between Francois and the old man. Oh, and the grilled cheese scene of course, classic- your dialogue brought it all to life so adeptly.
First sentence: The first time Philippe saw the pigeon, it had flown in through the window and was curiously pecking at his morning porridge.
Last sentence: Philippe lifted the door on the cage, and the flutter of wings filled the air.
What made me want to write it: I wanted to write a story about someone's deteriorating mental state, actually. Also, I was inspired by a book I'd recently read, I think it's called "Godmother", and it's about an old woman who believes she is a fairy godmother but no one else can see her wings. I sort of did that with the pigeon - Philippe can see it but his son, Francois, cannot. (And when Philippe points it out, as you know, the pigeon always disappears the moment before Francois looks.)
BIggest Problem I Had While Writing: I don't live in France, I don't know much at all ABOUT France, which means it was difficult to write the flashbacks to Philippe's childhood.
Why It Almost Never Got Published: I was not sure how well I managed to pull off Philippe's mental condition, since I never outright said that he had anything so much as implied it through Francois' dialogue.
Cut Scene I Wish I'd Been Able To Save: I really wanted to have a scene in which Francois does see the pigeon at the very end, so that it turns out that Philippe is not losing his grip on reality after all. But in the end it felt better to leave the last scene ambiguous, so the reader never knows if the pigeon was real or not.
Short Excerpt:
Francois stopped pacing and collapsed on the bench beside Philippe, sending a shiver along the seat. "Dad, you can't. You just can't."
Why bother listening? wondered Philippe. The pigeon was at his feet again, pecking in vain at the cracks in the pavement. Philippe glanced down at the cold grilled cheese in his hand and broke off a corner to sprinkle around his feet.
Francois broke off mid-sentence. "What are you doing?"
"Feeding the pigeon."
"There isn't a pigeon, Dad!"
Philippe broke off another corner. "You are not even looking."
With a long-suffering sigh, Francois made a show of peering down at the ground. "There is no bird."
And there wasn't - sometime during the exchange, the pigeon had disappeared, scared off, perhaps, by Philippe's sprinkled breadcrumbs.
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For IRL friend Jay
Title: Jellyfish Linens
Feedback: I'm a huge fan of "Jellyfish Linens", especially the scene with the mad scientist and the talking purple semicolon - genius! My favourite part had to be at the end, however, when the jellyfish became a fully realized figment of the cat's imagination; it was beautifully written, especially within the parallels you drew between the jellyfish and the scientist himself!
First sentence: When I was a child, long before I had ever dreamed of a career in researching Imagination Realization, my mother would sing me the jellyfish lullabies.
Last sentence: I took the handle of the protest sign and ginned, "Long live the semicolon!"
Thing That Made Me Want To Write It: I love to write gibberish worlds occasionally, like the time in elementary I wrote about a land made out of candy, and in junior high/high school when I wrote about a... gee, I can't even describe it in half a sentence. This time was slightly different though, because this time, it was the characters that were so... out-of-this-world, while the setting itself was perfectly normal.
Biggest Problem I Had: Developing the protest group advocating for the semicolon to be reinstated. As you know, in my story it had been banned for nearly a decade for being a very confusing and commonly-misused punctuation mark, and it was difficult making up the facts that went along with this story, as well as chronicling the fight to reinstate the semicolon.
Why It Almost Never Got Published: Uh... have you even read this? It's absolutely ridiculous and barely makes any sense at all. (At the same time, though, that's exactly why I DID publish.)
Cut Scene I Wish I'd Kept: The moment when the mad scientist, Ralph, adopts Figgy the cat. I really loved how resistant Ralph was to Figgy's constant presence, and I really wanted to detail the scene after which he gives in and invites her inside, but... it was a private moment.
Short Excerpt:
It took a moment for me to understand that the man at my door was not covered in paint, but actually had lavendar-dyed skin. I cleared my throat several times, trying to hide my smile.
"It was supposed to be a royal purple," the man glowered.
The corner of my mouth twitched, and before I could say a word, he swung the hefty protest sign barely an inch from my face. "No comments," he growled. "Can we move on? I already have a mother to tell me what a dumb decision I made."
Somehow, despite the absurdity of the purple man's expression, I managed to control my face. "If you don't want me to, ah, mention, er - why did you come to my door?"
He stepped back, and pulled the sign up beside him so I could read it in full. SOS, it proclaimed. Save Our Semicolon! One mark can change the grammar world!
"Oh, not you lot," I sighed, and reached for the door. When the purple man stuck out his foot in an automatic move to keep open the door that could only have come from months of practise, I continued, "I want absolutely nothing to do with you Semicolons."
"We are the United People for Semicolon Rights," the man retorted. "It is an insult to refer to us as the Semicolons."
"Exactly," I agreed, and stepped down hard on his foot.
As predicted, the purple man - purple Semicolon - yelped and jumped back. I slammed the door not a moment too soon.
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For IRL friend Katie D.
Title: When Katie Met Darren
Feedback: "When Katie Met Darren" was a thrilling read. I enjoyed the use of description and the plot twist half way through the novel. Of course, the bittersweet ending was a surprise, but the unexpectedness of it all made a profound impact on me as the reader. My favourite scene was when Darren and Katie realized their mutual love of music and dance, and the shenanigans that ensued. (A/N: The Darren she refers to here is Darren Criss, you know, the guy from AVPM and Glee).
First sentence: From the moment Katie first saw his hair, she knew that Darren was the right man for her.
Last sentence: Katie turned back to her laptop and began watching A Very Potter Musical again.
Made Me Want to write it: Katie made me want to write it. And by "made", I mean she used all her powers of persuasion to force me into it. But that's ok, cause I love my Katie-friend anyway.
Biggest problem: Well, I always find it a little awkward to write real people as opposed to characters, which made this particular story a real difficulty, seeing as absolutely everyone in it is a real person, even if I haven't actually met all of them.
Why Almost Never Posted: There was never a chance of not posting this, not after all the effort it took to write for Katie.
Cut Scene I loved: There was a scene in which Darren and Katie act out a part of A Very Potter Musical, but unfortunately it didn't work out to well, as there were only two of them and all the best scenes have more than two characters. So I wrote a different scene with the two of them having a conversation made up of AVPM quotes, instead.
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For IRL friend Nicole
Title: Without Memories
Feedback: I really enjoyed your novel, "Without Memories", my favourite part is the plot twist just at the end where you find out that they aren't really cousins, they're identical twins. Although I don't especially enjoy the beginning, what with all the car-chasing and music-hating, the chapter about the llamas definately made it worth my while, although my favourite scene was when he found the letters under his pillow. The internal monologue there is just perfection!
First sentence: Cousins they may be, Ralph and Ronald never lost an opportunity to bicker like the closest of siblings.
Last sentence: The house exploded into flames.
Made me want to write it: Who doesn't want to try writing a road-trip story at some point, right? I'm sure every writer has tried it sometime or another, it's just a matter of when and if it works. Right?
Biggest problem: I know almost nothing about cars, so making Ronald a car expert was a bit of a mistake because it required a lot of effort to make it sound as though he really did know what he was talking about, especially since Ralph DIDN"T believe this.
Why Almost never posted: Like I said, I was super afraid of technical inaccuracies and such (in fact, I still am), but it was such a fun adventure that I finally gave in.
Cut Scene I loved: Well, this was to happen right after Ronald and Ralph leave the llama farm - they were going to drive for about five minutes, tops, and then blow out a tire. Only I don't exactly know what it's like, and I'd already done so much car research by this time that I just cut the entire scene rather than deal with this longer. I know, I know, lazy me.
Short Excerpt: Ronald came in through the door then, dropping the bags down on the floor before slamming the door shut. "Call the bed closest to the window," he sighed, and began to cross the room.
Ralph was at his side in an instant. "We have to get out!" he hissed. "I think... I think someone else is staying in this cabin."
"What?"
"Letters under the pillow!" Ralph whispered.
Ronald pushed past him, and dug out the packet that Ralph had found. "Idiot," he said, "it's a packet of room-service menus."
It took a minute for Ralph to realize that he had done all that nervous worrying for nothing. DId - did this mean that something about this road trip was actually going right for once?