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pauraque_bkWriting writing writing writing. Making another run at the sequel to Void Sale. It was originally supposed to be a three-part thing, and though the third part seemed managable, I got hung up on the second. There are some things in the third part that I'm quite proud of, so I'm going to try to piece the middle together into some semblance of coherence.
Like the rest of the world, I'm holding off on writing more Harry Potter fic until OotP. My brain, distressed by this sudden constraint, caused me to have a bizarre HP-related dream last night. I essentially dreamed that I was plotting a story in which Sirius (in his school days) attempts to enchant a portkey to Los Angeles. There is a mishap which indeed lands him, Lupin, and Snape in Los Angeles -- in 1929. Many adventures ensue. Among other things, while Lupin and Snape attempt to track down the missing portkey, Sirius briefly joins a street-corner barbershop quartet to pick up some cash. It turns out the portkey is in the possession of a flapper (who looks much like Clara Bow). Sirius attempts to charm the flapper into giving it up, but she shuts him down. However, she takes a liking to Snape, who not only retrieves the portkey, but finds himself losing his virginity thirty years before he was born.
And there was more. When I woke up, I was debating whether or not I wanted the three to somehow instigate the market crash, or whether that would over-complicate the plot.
This is what happens when I deny myself a creative outlet. Maybe I should do it more often.
Like the rest of the world, I'm holding off on writing more Harry Potter fic until OotP. My brain, distressed by this sudden constraint, caused me to have a bizarre HP-related dream last night. I essentially dreamed that I was plotting a story in which Sirius (in his school days) attempts to enchant a portkey to Los Angeles. There is a mishap which indeed lands him, Lupin, and Snape in Los Angeles -- in 1929. Many adventures ensue. Among other things, while Lupin and Snape attempt to track down the missing portkey, Sirius briefly joins a street-corner barbershop quartet to pick up some cash. It turns out the portkey is in the possession of a flapper (who looks much like Clara Bow). Sirius attempts to charm the flapper into giving it up, but she shuts him down. However, she takes a liking to Snape, who not only retrieves the portkey, but finds himself losing his virginity thirty years before he was born.
And there was more. When I woke up, I was debating whether or not I wanted the three to somehow instigate the market crash, or whether that would over-complicate the plot.
This is what happens when I deny myself a creative outlet. Maybe I should do it more often.
