[fic] The Burning of Paper Instead of Children
Writing this was like taking a butcher knife to my guts. I would appreciate ANY input, even if it’s, “You are a weird weirdo who writes weird shit.” Which, really, I kind of already know.
Title: The Burning of Paper Instead of Children
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Mild Itachi/Shisui. And only because I was delusional enough to try for gen.
Summary: In the world of two, one is only half.
Warnings: Watch out for logorrhea, experimental writing, really experimental characterizations, implausible plots -- and Itachi’s POV, my personal fucking nightmare. Title is stolen from a poem by Adrienne Rich.
Link to DW entry: ( Letters, photographs, and other tricks of memory. )
1. Words: 12,524. Days: 8. Breakdowns: 12. By 8,000 words, I realized I was in over my head, but it was too late to stop.
2. Music listened to in the writing process, including but not limited to: Placebo's Running Up That Hill, the entire Wholeness & Separation album by Halou (Honeythief is this story, swear to God), the ending song of School Days (yes, that School Days. With the spectacularly bad end. Dude, I'm thinking ItaShi has nothing on these kids). Way too many replays of Tori Amos's Bliss, which led to instances like me leaning out the window screaming, "Itachi you killed the monkey." Good times.
3. Okay, so the deal with this story is that I was having a conversation with nthcoincident, who told me that it was possible Shisui actually did commit suicide, in order to give Itachi the Mangekyou Sharingan. And then, I read this other theory on some forum saying that Shisui could have been working for Madara in Kiri, using his mind-control jutsu to manipulate the 4th Mizukage. So I thought to myself, cool, I wonder how I can totally and utterly fuck these ideas up. As always, I trample all over other people's brilliance with my ability to be fucking insane.
4. I encourage everyone who has an OTP to attempt writing gen fic about them at least once. It's a good way to discipline yourself -- or, in my case, learn that you have no fucking discipline whatsoever.
"They're in here, Itachi." (ilu loika ♥)
Title: The Burning of Paper Instead of Children
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Mild Itachi/Shisui. And only because I was delusional enough to try for gen.
Summary: In the world of two, one is only half.
Warnings: Watch out for logorrhea, experimental writing, really experimental characterizations, implausible plots -- and Itachi’s POV, my personal fucking nightmare. Title is stolen from a poem by Adrienne Rich.
Link to DW entry: ( Letters, photographs, and other tricks of memory. )
1. Words: 12,524. Days: 8. Breakdowns: 12. By 8,000 words, I realized I was in over my head, but it was too late to stop.
2. Music listened to in the writing process, including but not limited to: Placebo's Running Up That Hill, the entire Wholeness & Separation album by Halou (Honeythief is this story, swear to God), the ending song of School Days (yes, that School Days. With the spectacularly bad end. Dude, I'm thinking ItaShi has nothing on these kids). Way too many replays of Tori Amos's Bliss, which led to instances like me leaning out the window screaming, "Itachi you killed the monkey." Good times.
3. Okay, so the deal with this story is that I was having a conversation with nthcoincident, who told me that it was possible Shisui actually did commit suicide, in order to give Itachi the Mangekyou Sharingan. And then, I read this other theory on some forum saying that Shisui could have been working for Madara in Kiri, using his mind-control jutsu to manipulate the 4th Mizukage. So I thought to myself, cool, I wonder how I can totally and utterly fuck these ideas up. As always, I trample all over other people's brilliance with my ability to be fucking insane.
4. I encourage everyone who has an OTP to attempt writing gen fic about them at least once. It's a good way to discipline yourself -- or, in my case, learn that you have no fucking discipline whatsoever.
"They're in here, Itachi." (ilu loika ♥)