Outing to Starved Rock

So, before we get to the woods, I have to tell you guys that last Sunday you were all perilously close to being denied the end of this story we're all working on, unless, of course, one of you guys decided to take over in my absence. I think I need to make out a will which states everything in my google docs should be posted in case I die.( Read more )

Outing to Starved Rock

So, before we get to the woods, I have to tell you guys that last Sunday you were all perilously close to being denied the end of this story we're all working on, unless, of course, one of you guys decided to take over in my absence. I think I need to make out a will which states everything in my google docs should be posted in case I die.( Read more )

I am so much cooler on the internet.

Today I met up with pargoletta for tea, lunch and a mini-lecture on Bartok, and she proved to be just as funny and eloquent in person as she is on her journal - do go read her fic Nearer My God to Thee as her rl experience informs a great case!fic and she gives us boatloads of Competent!Doctor!John as well as a wonderful Sarah.

As I am significantly less funny and eloquent in person, she asked me how I got into Sherlock and I stumbled around telling her that KR had watched it without me, mentioned it was good, and then we watched it again together, but that I hadn't gone completely around the bend until after S2 aired.  Well, my origin story is actually just a little more interesting than that - not by much, but considering hers involves both a trip to England and seeing the TBB original airing plus Benedict Cumberbatch in a Harrow uniform (ETA oh yes, this could also be the story which involves her plane catching fire while landing and the plane's evacuation by emergency slide) I really felt the need to raise my game just a little now that I'm back in an environment where I'm a bit more funny and clever - with a keyboard in front of me.

Back in my very first journal entry I said:
So, if anyone cares what prompted this, keep reading.
I recently found myself writing my first fanfic.  The sequence of events was something like this:
1.  ABC decides to marathon aired episodes of Once Upon A Time.  I fall for it and watch them all at one go.  I set new eps to record.
2.  Skin Deep airs - please note I’m initially unimpressed.  I’m not mortally offended that they’ve made Rumpelstiltskin the Beast, I’m not comparing it to the Disney version which I have very fond memories of, I’m just kind of meh about the whole thing.  It all seemed a little too easy and that sort of itched at me, but they’ve only got forty-something minutes to work with and they had to simplify.
3.  I went onto LiveJournal to see what was up with the denizens and Once Upon a Time.  I’ve been a casual lurker in dribs and drabs previously.  I discover Rumpel/Belle is quite the discussion of the hour.
4.  I start to read some of the fanfic, just because it seems like I’m getting in on the ground floor and there’s some really good stuff out there.
5.  I read a few key pieces all in one day, and bam, I’m writing a story.  I’m almost finished in fact and I hope to post it pretty soon which is why I took the plunge and signed up for a journal.
6.  I still feel pretty meh about the characters and the episode itself.  ETA - Robert Carlyle is a god, and I'm not sure why I left this off the first time.
7.  I ask myself if I’ve gone crazy.  I’ve written more than five thousand words about a couple that I have almost no investment in whatsoever.  I’ve poured hours into it.  I love my story, but where the hell did it come from?

Then, a little later I hopped on and said - OK, it's longer than I remember so I'm just linking to the original post here.

So now I've written a lot of Sherlock fic.  A lot.  And that - is my origin story.  It still does not include BC in a Harrow uniform, alas.

I am so much cooler on the internet.

Today I met up with pargoletta for tea, lunch and a mini-lecture on Bartok, and she proved to be just as funny and eloquent in person as she is on her journal - do go read her fic Nearer My God to Thee as her rl experience informs a great case!fic and she gives us boatloads of Competent!Doctor!John as well as a wonderful Sarah.

As I am significantly less funny and eloquent in person, she asked me how I got into Sherlock and I stumbled around telling her that KR had watched it without me, mentioned it was good, and then we watched it again together, but that I hadn't gone completely around the bend until after S2 aired.  Well, my origin story is actually just a little more interesting than that - not by much, but considering hers involves both a trip to England and seeing the TBB original airing plus Benedict Cumberbatch in a Harrow uniform (ETA oh yes, this could also be the story which involves her plane catching fire while landing and the plane's evacuation by emergency slide) I really felt the need to raise my game just a little now that I'm back in an environment where I'm a bit more funny and clever - with a keyboard in front of me.

Back in my very first journal entry I said:
So, if anyone cares what prompted this, keep reading.
I recently found myself writing my first fanfic.  The sequence of events was something like this:
1.  ABC decides to marathon aired episodes of Once Upon A Time.  I fall for it and watch them all at one go.  I set new eps to record.
2.  Skin Deep airs - please note I’m initially unimpressed.  I’m not mortally offended that they’ve made Rumpelstiltskin the Beast, I’m not comparing it to the Disney version which I have very fond memories of, I’m just kind of meh about the whole thing.  It all seemed a little too easy and that sort of itched at me, but they’ve only got forty-something minutes to work with and they had to simplify.
3.  I went onto LiveJournal to see what was up with the denizens and Once Upon a Time.  I’ve been a casual lurker in dribs and drabs previously.  I discover Rumpel/Belle is quite the discussion of the hour.
4.  I start to read some of the fanfic, just because it seems like I’m getting in on the ground floor and there’s some really good stuff out there.
5.  I read a few key pieces all in one day, and bam, I’m writing a story.  I’m almost finished in fact and I hope to post it pretty soon which is why I took the plunge and signed up for a journal.
6.  I still feel pretty meh about the characters and the episode itself.  ETA - Robert Carlyle is a god, and I'm not sure why I left this off the first time.
7.  I ask myself if I’ve gone crazy.  I’ve written more than five thousand words about a couple that I have almost no investment in whatsoever.  I’ve poured hours into it.  I love my story, but where the hell did it come from?

Then, a little later I hopped on and said - OK, it's longer than I remember so I'm just linking to the original post here.

So now I've written a lot of Sherlock fic.  A lot.  And that - is my origin story.  It still does not include BC in a Harrow uniform, alas.