Or:
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love
reel_merlin.
I suicidally signed up for two
reel_merlin fics in July:
Imagine Me & You, and
Laws of Attraction. (RM, like many others of its kind, is a comm where people write
Merlin AU fic based on movie plots. You sign up for a movie and, in this case, get a two-month deadline.) Due to circumstances quite beyond my control, I found myself being signed up for co-writing a fic with
firstlightofeos; after much debate, we settled for
Closer. Runi also had a fic of her own to write—
Mean Girls. I of course didn't actually start writing much of my fics until, like, two weeks before the deadline (which was September 1st; later, it was extended to September 8th).
In the meantime, Runi and I discussed the
Closer fic at length. And by that I mean TO A TRULY RIDICULOUS EXTENT. Seriously. 'Overthinking' doesn't begin to cover it. We watched the movie—I think I watched it, like, three times in the past month—and read (and annotated) the play, and discussed each character thoroughly—their motivations, their personalities, the play/movie's recurring motifs and timeline quirks, the locations, shit,
everything. We drafted an outline, picked a structure and what would happen in each scene. I started spouting
Closer quotes in all kinds of everyday conversation; I swear, even my brain started monologuing in
Closer quotes.
Er. We ended up not writing the
Closer fic, and chose to focus on our individual fics.
( My creative process, let me show you it. ) And now I'm writing
Imagine Me and You. I have no idea whether I'll finish on time—I have four days, which is not much, but it's somewhat doable—but I'll do my damnedest!
So like, if I start spouting flower meanings out of the blue, please don't mind me, really. *grins* These fics have quite clearly eaten my brain.