Theories on How Danger Finds Us - Chapter 8 Snippet
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[music| "Ohh La La" - Goldfrapp]
[EDIT] Chapter 7 of Theories is up on FIA! Show it some love, please. :) [/EDIT]
I've just been a lean, mean writing machine for Theories these past few days. If only the same could be said for the some odd other fics I have sitting in WIP limbo right now. I really should work on one fic at a time. Pfft. Like that's every going to happen. XD
Anyways, I've written a little over a page for chapter 8 and I'm probably going to write some more before I go to bed. And for some odd reason, there's a crap-load of parenthetical remarks in this chapter thus far. I don't know why, it just worked out that way. I guess Ginny had a lot to say that could only be conveyed in parenthesis.
Here's what I have so far:
So. Before I go any further in my tale, I feel like I must give another warning.
To this day, even as a write this out, I have no clue how everything got to the point that it did over my first year at university. One thing seemed to lead to another and suddenly everything went out of control and - I just don’t seem to comprehend how it got to the point that it did, but for the purposes of this story, one must understand that things began to move very quickly for me once I got back from my shopping trip with Pansy and the boys.
And by “things”, I don’t mean things to do with my studies. I mean how things progressed with my social life.
I might skip around in this particular timeline from now on, so try your best to keep up.
I don’t intend to confuse anyone; I simply want to write about what happened to the best of my knowledge if only to get some piece of mind as to why everything that did happen happened. I think, at this point, I’ve talked to just about everyone involved in the hopes of sorting it all out and I would include some of their perspectives, but it’s not my story to tell. What seem to be the only things I am sure of are how I acted over the course of these events and my thoughts on each and every event. Because of this, though, my recount of everything is obviously going to be biased to my personal opinions on the matters, but oh well. As an English major, I’m compelled to write. It’s my preferred way of recounting my memories and, well, I’d like to think that I’m damn good at what I do. (Although, I’m curious to hear thoughts that feel otherwise. Draco doesn’t like to critique me because I think he’s under the impression that I’d wail on him if he gave me a bad critique. This may or may not be true.)
Anyways, I’m just going to say that I’m skipping over my adventure in New York because I’ve already told you all about one of my shopping adventures with Pansy and, honestly, that day wasn’t all that interesting. Trust me. I’ve contemplated adding it, but it seemed like one of those times that wasn’t necessary for me to discuss because nothing exciting happened. Nothing else happened between me and Draco (and I bet you all thought that something else was going to happen. Didn’t you? Just wait) and Pansy got all testy because she didn’t find anything to her liking. Plus, Blaise happened to be particularly cheerful on that day, which does not bode well when Pansy’s having a bitch fit.
What I will do, though, instead of recounting each and every event throughout the school year is to go ahead and get to the good parts. I mean, I detailed the first two days pretty well and I gave enough information about my first shopping excursion with Pansy, so I figure that I’m entitled to share the parts that I think readers will find the most interesting.
Example: Gareth asking me out on a date.
I feel like a lot of stories’ protagonists have that first date, or that first experience, with someone who’s totally incompatible with them before they get with that person who just works so well for them that they can’t comprehend how or why it didn’t happen before. I mean, Elizabeth Bennet had George Wickham before she found true love with Mr. Darcy. Eliza Doolittle had Freddy Eynsford Hill before Professor Higgings (I’m still not entirely sure what happens between those two. My opinion since childhood has been that they live happily ever after. And I’m sticking to it). And Rebeca Buendia had Pietro Crespi before she realized that he was a pansy and ran off with Jose Arcadio (the fact that he calls her “little sister” squicks me out a bit, I must admit). And I’m sure you all have figured out that I very quickly see the err of my ways, drop Gareth like a hot potato, and end up with Draco (Spoiler alert! Although I have a feeling that I’ve been dropping his name so much that two and two had to have been put together).
But, more to the point, about two weeks after New York, Gareth decided to ask me out on a date.
Thoughts por favor. :)
xoxox
creative]
[music| "Ohh La La" - Goldfrapp]
[EDIT] Chapter 7 of Theories is up on FIA! Show it some love, please. :) [/EDIT]
I've just been a lean, mean writing machine for Theories these past few days. If only the same could be said for the some odd other fics I have sitting in WIP limbo right now. I really should work on one fic at a time. Pfft. Like that's every going to happen. XD
Anyways, I've written a little over a page for chapter 8 and I'm probably going to write some more before I go to bed. And for some odd reason, there's a crap-load of parenthetical remarks in this chapter thus far. I don't know why, it just worked out that way. I guess Ginny had a lot to say that could only be conveyed in parenthesis.
Here's what I have so far:
So. Before I go any further in my tale, I feel like I must give another warning.
To this day, even as a write this out, I have no clue how everything got to the point that it did over my first year at university. One thing seemed to lead to another and suddenly everything went out of control and - I just don’t seem to comprehend how it got to the point that it did, but for the purposes of this story, one must understand that things began to move very quickly for me once I got back from my shopping trip with Pansy and the boys.
And by “things”, I don’t mean things to do with my studies. I mean how things progressed with my social life.
I might skip around in this particular timeline from now on, so try your best to keep up.
I don’t intend to confuse anyone; I simply want to write about what happened to the best of my knowledge if only to get some piece of mind as to why everything that did happen happened. I think, at this point, I’ve talked to just about everyone involved in the hopes of sorting it all out and I would include some of their perspectives, but it’s not my story to tell. What seem to be the only things I am sure of are how I acted over the course of these events and my thoughts on each and every event. Because of this, though, my recount of everything is obviously going to be biased to my personal opinions on the matters, but oh well. As an English major, I’m compelled to write. It’s my preferred way of recounting my memories and, well, I’d like to think that I’m damn good at what I do. (Although, I’m curious to hear thoughts that feel otherwise. Draco doesn’t like to critique me because I think he’s under the impression that I’d wail on him if he gave me a bad critique. This may or may not be true.)
Anyways, I’m just going to say that I’m skipping over my adventure in New York because I’ve already told you all about one of my shopping adventures with Pansy and, honestly, that day wasn’t all that interesting. Trust me. I’ve contemplated adding it, but it seemed like one of those times that wasn’t necessary for me to discuss because nothing exciting happened. Nothing else happened between me and Draco (and I bet you all thought that something else was going to happen. Didn’t you? Just wait) and Pansy got all testy because she didn’t find anything to her liking. Plus, Blaise happened to be particularly cheerful on that day, which does not bode well when Pansy’s having a bitch fit.
What I will do, though, instead of recounting each and every event throughout the school year is to go ahead and get to the good parts. I mean, I detailed the first two days pretty well and I gave enough information about my first shopping excursion with Pansy, so I figure that I’m entitled to share the parts that I think readers will find the most interesting.
Example: Gareth asking me out on a date.
I feel like a lot of stories’ protagonists have that first date, or that first experience, with someone who’s totally incompatible with them before they get with that person who just works so well for them that they can’t comprehend how or why it didn’t happen before. I mean, Elizabeth Bennet had George Wickham before she found true love with Mr. Darcy. Eliza Doolittle had Freddy Eynsford Hill before Professor Higgings (I’m still not entirely sure what happens between those two. My opinion since childhood has been that they live happily ever after. And I’m sticking to it). And Rebeca Buendia had Pietro Crespi before she realized that he was a pansy and ran off with Jose Arcadio (the fact that he calls her “little sister” squicks me out a bit, I must admit). And I’m sure you all have figured out that I very quickly see the err of my ways, drop Gareth like a hot potato, and end up with Draco (Spoiler alert! Although I have a feeling that I’ve been dropping his name so much that two and two had to have been put together).
But, more to the point, about two weeks after New York, Gareth decided to ask me out on a date.
Thoughts por favor. :)
xoxox