the post-Sesa post
Jan. 8th, 2015 05:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brandywine28MtYG reveals were yesterday, which means I'm finally free to shake my fist at the heavens and howl the anguished howl of the sorry son of a bitch whose recipient is her beta. And not just my beta - she's also my major idea bouncer off-er and all-around headcanon twin. BLERG. (I know I'm not the only one who's been through this. Show yourselves, my brethren-in-pain! COME, COMMISERATE WITH ME.)
So...yeah. I drew the name of the graceful, swan-like![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zebraljb and for her I produced this fine example of overwrought Bassez melodramaz, aka The Hippie and The Yuppie, aka Screw The Establishment: A Love Story. It's an idea fragment I've been kicking around forever, JC as one of those 'free hugs' guys you always see in Midtown, and one I'm sure I've blathered about many a time to many a person - but mostly to one person in particular. Ahem. And frankly, just the fact that the 20th came and went without any word from me should've been a dead giveaway that I was her author; but then, on Christmas Eve night, I received the most timidly-worded email of all time ("...um, pardon me, miss, I hate to be a bother but...did you perchance write this Bassez AU?", etc.) and I rolled my eyes so hard that one of them actually got stuck up there. I had to reach into the socket with a plastic coffee stirrer and spin it back around. It was terrible. :)
The writing process, shockingly, was not the worst. Or, at the very least, this wasn't one of those times where you click 'submit' and then wake up the next morning with twenty-five incredible new ideas you'll never get to incorporate. (I hate those times.) I feel like my sex scenes were kind of bland, and about three days before the deadline, when it was far too late to do anything about it, I realized that the whole thing really should've been written from JC's POV instead of Lance's (a realization that set off my intermittent eye twitch) - but, mostly, I'm cool with the way it all came together. (Today. I'm cool today. Ask me again in six months.)
As for me, I think I made out pretty darn well. Santa brought me some tooth-decayingly sweet domestic!TrickC (with dogs! Sad, orphaned CHRISTMAS DOGS! And JC as a deceptively hot accountant!) AND one of his drunker elves decided, bizarrely, that it'd be a good idea to name a fictional baby after me (immortality = ACHIEVED!) which, before now, isn't something I ever really thought I wanted, but...then JC changed my infant namesake's diaper and crooned to her in a gentle, soothing manner and it occurred to me that yes, I really, really did.
So...yeah. I drew the name of the graceful, swan-like
zebraljb and for her I produced this fine example of overwrought Bassez melodramaz, aka The Hippie and The Yuppie, aka Screw The Establishment: A Love Story. It's an idea fragment I've been kicking around forever, JC as one of those 'free hugs' guys you always see in Midtown, and one I'm sure I've blathered about many a time to many a person - but mostly to one person in particular. Ahem. And frankly, just the fact that the 20th came and went without any word from me should've been a dead giveaway that I was her author; but then, on Christmas Eve night, I received the most timidly-worded email of all time ("...um, pardon me, miss, I hate to be a bother but...did you perchance write this Bassez AU?", etc.) and I rolled my eyes so hard that one of them actually got stuck up there. I had to reach into the socket with a plastic coffee stirrer and spin it back around. It was terrible. :)The writing process, shockingly, was not the worst. Or, at the very least, this wasn't one of those times where you click 'submit' and then wake up the next morning with twenty-five incredible new ideas you'll never get to incorporate. (I hate those times.) I feel like my sex scenes were kind of bland, and about three days before the deadline, when it was far too late to do anything about it, I realized that the whole thing really should've been written from JC's POV instead of Lance's (a realization that set off my intermittent eye twitch) - but, mostly, I'm cool with the way it all came together. (Today. I'm cool today. Ask me again in six months.)
As for me, I think I made out pretty darn well. Santa brought me some tooth-decayingly sweet domestic!TrickC (with dogs! Sad, orphaned CHRISTMAS DOGS! And JC as a deceptively hot accountant!) AND one of his drunker elves decided, bizarrely, that it'd be a good idea to name a fictional baby after me (immortality = ACHIEVED!) which, before now, isn't something I ever really thought I wanted, but...then JC changed my infant namesake's diaper and crooned to her in a gentle, soothing manner and it occurred to me that yes, I really, really did.
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YOU ARE RIDICULOUS
Date: 2015-01-08 12:50 pm (UTC)So...you are so ridiculous I had to open up your original post in my second monitor so I could reply to each ridiculous bit. Plus, you know, lists.
~ I'm your twin! Yay! It's funny, I was thinking this morning that the reason I have you read all my stuff is because we think alike. Creepy, that.
~ "graceful, swan-like" - you do remember meeting me, right?
~ The Hippie and the Yuppie - and you even ran the idea by me, asking what kind of corporate job Lance should have, and you said it was a TrickyFish story! You sneaky sneak, you!
~ I'm a selfish beast, apparently, because I didn't even notice you never showed me anything. I was too busy freaking out over my own nightmare.
~ Hee hee, that was timid, for me.
~ I must politely disagree with you, my love. Lance's POV was perfect, because you got to see his transition from disdain to OMGJCiswalkingsunshineheshallbemineforever. You'll just have to write a companion piece from JC's POV...or maybe I will...
~ I AM MORE THAN COOL WITH HOW IT ALL CAME TOGETHER OMG.
~ You got the dog story! AWESOME! Because dogs...and JC...and smart!JC...
~ Well, I hate naming people. And I love your name. And I knew JC singing to baby!you would melt you into a mindless puddle, so merry Christmas...
~ I love you.
Re: YOU ARE RIDICULOUS
Date: 2015-01-10 10:32 am (UTC)~ QUIET, YOU.
~ Yup, you got me. I told a bunch of dirty, rotten Trickyfish lies. Cuff me, Officer! Lock me up in fandom jail!
~ Understandable! Also, convenient. :)
~ Very timid. 'Bob-Cratchit-asking-for-Christmas-Day-off' timid. I was expecting a subject line full of @%*!&(#%-ing expletives, man! That's what I would've sent - for sure! (Which probably just means I'm way, way ruder than you, now that I think about it. Ah, well.)
~ "Oh goody, JC timestamps!", said...no one. Nah, just kidding. Maybe I will! It'd give me a chance to shoehorn Joey in there, somehow. (I felt bad for not including him! I still do!) (Addendum: OMG, BE MY GUEST. If you really want to, that is :)
~ you're cool, I'm cool, we're both practically frozen. We need mittens! And gore-tex! Swath me in gore-tex!
~ CHRIS COOKS JC CHILI. BECAUSE HE LOVES HIM. (This is NOT the kind of thing that ought to send me into paroxysms of joy...but it DOES.)
~ I still think you should've added a scene where baby!me pees all over Kevin's good suit...or something. Because pee humor!
~ <3
In closing, yes. I am fully, totally ridiculous. I accept it.