Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means
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Is that why people aren't responding?
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Anyway, I'll ask you about all of Theory/Practice, since I don't think it's much longer than 500 words:
It had started out so well. Jack had put the contacts on in the club’s bathroom, the jeans and button-down shirt he’d put on to look normal seeming exotic to Ianto’s eyes. He’d winked into the mirror, mouthing “Here we go.”: words Ianto only understood because of the lip reading software ( ... )
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Mostly, I wanted to make this a sort of "everything that can go wrong, will" story. So, I thought, what would the lip reading software make of sex noises.
Then I spent about ten minutes debating writing several variations on the word GUH before I decided that neither the reader nor Ianto would have the patience for that. From there on in, it was a lot of me figuring out "okay, so if your mouth is there, what would you likely be looking at?" and Jack closing his eyes at the end was just icing on the cake.
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And what would happen to the life she was planning on having with Ianto? Would he leave Torchwood when she was better? Or leave her? Or try and remain loyal to both out of some misguided sense of duty? Would she look into his eyes one day in the far future and see that he was no longer trying to hide his resentment?
THE CYBERMEN WILL REMOVE LOVE.
Lisa felt her chest expand again, drawing in the oxygen that her body needed to remain alive. There was no thought process involved, not even in the most primal of her neural centers. She couldn’t slow her breathing down, or speed it up. She couldn’t hold it in. She just kept on breathing, no matter what she wanted.
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