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cowandcalf · 4 years
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I‘d never thought that I ended up with those kind of books. Steve McGarrett has opened my doors of interest for the special elite group of crazy guys who become a Navy SEAL. This book has just arrived. Can’t wait to start reading. A fangirl does some research and besides there are always a great amount of insider information I‘m so curious about.
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grindy-cog · 3 years
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[part two]
The rules: Tag five or more people that you are thankful for in your 2020; that you’re thankful exists in a world that’s hard to live in. Whether that be through random reblogs on your posts, or people you have had full blown conversations with; whether it’s just seeing them on your dash, or interacting with them!
@stephmcx, @cowandcalf and @indehed; while we don’t know each other, I enjoy following you and reading your thoughts, even if I don’t always agree with your POVs❤️ It’s a beauty of every fandom; its diversity and different opinions. I was also lucky enough to read a couple of your fics; you all have very different approach to the characters you’re writing and it only makes reading them more enjoyable. I look forward to discovering the rest of your stories, once I’ll get the opportunity to do so.
I would also like to thank all the people who followed me for some time and decided to unfollow in 2020. I enjoyed having you in my orbit and I can only hope you unfollowed me due to different interests; not because I’ve offended you in any way❤️
I want to thank all the people, Anons too, who included me in various ask games and chain messages; some of which I have yet to reply to. Of course, I would love to thank all the Anons who keep sending me asks these days as well; I promise, I’m working on them and shall reply to you as soon as I can❤️
Finally, I want to thank two very special people to me, who made my 2020 and my Tumblr experience in general, truly memorable and meaningful.
Firstly, Neve; you, sadly, decided to leave Tumblr in 2020 and we didn’t have an opportunity to talk in a while. I want you to know that you’ll be always on my mind, my dear friend❤️ I loved our metas, our conversations and shared laughter. You were my very first friend here and wherever you are now, whatever you do; I hope you are well and happy❤️❤️❤️
Secondly, I would love to thank you, @duskyincantations❤️ That day you decided to follow me and then - for whatever reason - message me privately; changed my life forever. Replying to you, was one of the best choices I’ve ever made. Thanks to you, this year that just passed, a truly awful year to many of us; was much, much easier to deal with. All your posts and art, always bring me joy. All our private talks, make me feel like I’m doing something right in my life; doesn’t matter what we’re talking about; doesn’t matter, if we’re laughing or crying together. Also, my Say, your patience, understanding and insightful thoughts on my ramblings; mean the world to me. Thank you for coming into my life; I’ll be forever grateful for meeting you❤️❤️❤️
Once again, I am thankful for each and every one of you, including all the random blogs I come across. Thank you for being here, thank you for making Tumblr a truly unique experience. To all those mutuals and followers I haven’t mentioned by a name; please, don’t feel ignored, I am happy for having you around too. And if you’re feeling like taking part in this tagging game, don’t be shy.
Happy New Year All!🍾🥳🥂 Let’s hope 2021 and this whole new decade, will be better and healthier for everyone. I wish You and your loved ones, all the best!❤️
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sussexualtension · 4 years
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‘Ask The Author’ tag:
Man this is late! Better late than never. Thanks again for the tag, @ariestaurus21​
Rules: answer these questions and tag five other fic writers to do the same.
I was tagged by @AriesTaurus21, whom I always love chatting with.  She is a wise lady with much, diverse knowledge. Thank you for the tag!
Author name: DorisNancyGrey. My name on Tumblr is Sussexualtension because this was originally a Sherlock blog ;p
Fandoms you write for: Hawaii Five-0.
Where you post: AO3.
Most popular one-shot: I don't know if any of my stuff counts as a one-shot? When Office Plants Die started as a sort of one-shot. Lol I was testing the waters for my giant-ass story, A Burning Orchard.
Most popular multi-chapter story: When Office Plants Die has the most kudos, but A Burning Sky has more Comment threads!
Favorite story you wrote: LOL in my head, all my works are installments of the same story.
Story you were nervous to post: A Burning Orchard. I thought people were going to be like a) WTF mpreg or b) this is really dark, or c) wtf a lion!?
My fiancé convinced me to post When Office Plants Die, and he then convinced me to post A Burning Orchard.
How do you pick your titles: When Office Plants die had a lot of humor in it, so I just typed the first thing that came into my head. A Burning Orchard I liked because of the poem "A Poison Tree" by William Blake. I knew I wanted it to be about apples, but I settled on the final title because – abbreviated – it stands for ABO as in A/B/O dynamics. A Burning Sky seemed to fit because it was a natural disaster and people would know it was related.
Do you outline? Aaaaha. Funny you should ask. I didn't used to at all. My father flies jets but he writes in his spare time, too. He took a story-writing class by this genius guy in Orlando, FL and flew across the country to take this class every week. He started telling me about story structure and plot when I was 11 but I ignored it. I preferred to write what came to me. It ended with a bunch of stories with no endings and rambling without direction.
For the first time, in law school, I started becoming much more analytical about writing in general – I had to be. I had to completely relearn how to write, with a LOT of planning and a LOT of drafts. I started outlining like my research papers, making bullet points of every plot point, and then expanding into bullet points for every scene in lists below each plot point. I started paying attention to story structure, too, for the first time. I started trying to study other writers' work, about how stuff is foreshadowed and introduced early.
When I was in undergrad, though, I was lucky enough to get to know a very successful author and see how he worked – forcing himself to sit in his chair for one hour every single day without fail, churning out best seller after best seller.  He had at least 30 books on the NYT Bestseller list, and he legit only wrote an hour a day. My mom dated him for a few years, and they were engaged. I never gave him any of my stuff to read, though, because jesus my shit is m/m and the intimate scenes are not for the faint of heart. But I did try to learn from him. He always seemed to have a formula for his books, and he had learned what works for his audience. One of the secrets he imparted upon me is to "write what you know,” as in . . . if you are an artist, write about a character that is an artist in the ways that only an artist could (how expensive red oil paints are as opposed to other colors, stretching canvases, the overbearing smell of mineral spirits, and how cold art studios are, etc.). If you live in Seattle, then use your favorite local restaurants as settings.
People are attracted to genuine detail.
How many of your stories are complete? Everything that is posted is pretty much finished. That being said, I have some announcements soon, so stuff may be changing…
In-progress: LOL I set out to write a meaningless beachtrash novel about a terrifying, Viking-looking merman and a bored, coastal-residing millionaire that fall in love, but like, it's fucking weird. My goal is always to make people emotionally invested in weird shit.
Coming soon: I don't think I will ever stop writing in my universe.
Do you accept prompts? Oooh, I don't know. I've never gotten one.
Upcoming story you’re the most excited for?I'm planning one with a lot of New Orleans/voodoo/ghost/psychic vibes. I can't help but gravitate toward all that fun stuff >:) 
I am tagging @murphyhatesme​ and @cowandcalf​! 
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mymcdanno · 5 years
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Fic: Love, Danny (2/?)
Summary: McDanno AU based on the movie Love, Rosie.
Author note: Here’s the second chapter!! Really hope you guys enjoy it, and please let me know what you think :)
read first chapter here / AO3
The thoughts swirling around in Danny’s head were starting to make him feel dizzy, so he sat down with his head in his hands as he tried to calm down. Everything that had happened in the last few days - the happiness he’d felt when he got the acceptance letter, the exciting thought of leaving this place and starting over somewhere new doing what he loved with Steve by his side - it all went away with a simple text. I’m pregnant.
No matter how he looked at it, Danny had a choice to make and this was something he had to do on his own. He picked up his phone where it had dropped down on to the floor, took a deep breath, and called Rachel.
After the awkward phone call he drove over to her house and they talked for hours. Eventually they decided to really give this a try, and there was a part of Danny that already loved this baby with everything he had. In the end it wasn’t really a question - he would stay to help Rachel.
Now he only had to tell Steve.
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Steve came running into the restaurant where Danny was waiting for him, and it felt unusual. Steve was never late. Not until he had actually started dating Catherine at least.
“Sorry, sorry, Catherine was- well, anyway-” he panted as he fell down into a chair at their table, lifting up the letter in his hands so Danny could see. “I- I’ve got some news.”
“Me too,” Danny said, trying his best to smile, fidgeting as he suddenly became very interested in the table between them.
“Read it!” Steve said happily, handing him the letter, obviously too excited to notice the tone in Danny’s voice or how unlike himself Danny was being.
Carefully Danny took the letter, reading it over, his jaw dropping. “Scholarship to Harvard! Steve, that’s- that’s so great, congratulations!” he said, so happy for Steve, but his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes and he felt a deep pang in his chest. This made everything so much more difficult.
“It’s unbelievable, right?” When Danny just stared at the letter instead of answering, Steve slowly tilted his head. “You heard from Boston University yet?”
“Uh, no,” Danny lied, as he put the letter down on the table between them. Now wasn’t the right time. “I haven’t heard from them.”
Immediately a concerned look flashed over Steve’s face, but it went away quickly. “Oh, well, you’ll get in. I’m sure you’ll hear from them soon.”
Danny couldn’t bear to hear that, so he changed the subject. “So- what about Catherine, have you told her?”
“Ah, she’ll be fine,” Steve answered, waving a hand like it didn’t matter, and wow. What was that supposed to mean?
“Don’t you care what she’s going to think about you rushing off like this?”
Steve watched him curiously, like he’d never seen him before. His voice was gentle. “Okay, what is it? What’s wrong?”
“What?”
Steve chuckled. “Well, you’re defending Catherine. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, nothing is wrong.” Danny tried his best to sound sincere, but it didn’t look like Steve was buying it. He didn’t push it, though.
“Well, we’re on our way to Boston! Come on, we did it,” Steve said, playfully pushing Danny’s shoulder. “My flight is in three days. You need to go ahead and book your ticket.”
“Sure. I- I’ve got some stuff to sort out first, but... I’ll be there.” Danny didn’t know why he said it, this wasn’t at all what he actually needed to say. But at least it seemed to make Steve relax.
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The next three days went way too fast.
Leaving Steve at the airport was the hardest thing Danny had ever had to do, but this was his decision. It was too late to change it now. Before he knew it Danny was rambling, one hand on Steve’s arm so he wouldn’t run away. “Be careful. Don’t get blown up, or fall out of the sky, or fly into a flock of birds-”
“Danny, I can delay if you need me to. It’s okay.” Steve chuckled.
Danny stopped for a full second, but then just shook his head. “No. No, you’re getting on that plane.”
Suddenly Danny was being pulled into the tightest hug, and he closed his eyes as he hugged Steve back with everything he had. Their foreheads were touching when they finally pulled away, and it would have been so easy to lean in and kiss him, Danny thought. But now really wasn’t the right time.
Danny had thought he’d figured it all out. He’d move to Boston, study, get a great job, come back at 27 and open a hotel. Then get married and have kids. Now, that had all obviously changed and on top of that Steve had to go. Life was funny like that, sometimes.
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A month went by, and somehow Danny managed to come up with an excuse to tell Steve for every time he didn’t get on the flight to Boston.
One thing he couldn’t do, however, was lie to his parents about what had happened. They were surprisingly excited and supportive about the whole situation, and wanted to know everything as soon as it happened. When Danny came home after taking Rachel to her midpregnancy ultrasound he was immediately flooded with questions.
“Oh, is it a boy or a girl? Do you have a name yet?”
Danny didn’t try to hide is smile now, feeling how proud he already was of this little baby. “It’s a girl, and we’re naming her Grace.”
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After that everything happened so fast. The months flew by.
Danny had gotten a new job at a coffee house where he quickly became friends with his coworker, a badass but wonderful girl named Kono. She was supportive of his situation, and having someone his own age to talk to about all of this (including everything with Steve) meant so much to Danny.
Then suddenly his baby girl was here, and she was everything to him. It was all he could do to try not to cry when she cried, keeping her close as he promised to keep her safe from every mean thing in this world.
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Danny was folding laundry and putting piles of baby things into bags to bring to Rachel when the doorbell rang. Figuring it was the postman or something he went to open the door, smile on his face, but when he saw who was actually standing there he froze.
“Steve?”
to be continued...
i’m tagging some people who seemed interested in the first chapter, hope that’s okay!! and if anyone wants to be tagged in future chapters, please let me know!!
@joannereads @mcdannoangelwolf @nanitaire @cowandcalf @stephmcx @surewouldbeinteresting @yoko787878 @mcdanno-love-marvey @themcinebcnd
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cowandcalf · 4 years
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I‘ve begun working on my sequel (My Soul Is Calling You Home) to my HS AU Eyes As Blue As The Ocean. It took me a while to feel the storyline and to find the perfect beginning. And now I have it and I can’t just dive headfirst into the first chapter. I need to do research. I don’t like that so much but it’s necessary and after I’ve overcome my grumpy mood I totally enjoy this.
I learn a lot, too. I need to get into surfing in New Jersey, the way of Life in New Jersey and how to get from A to B. I love surfer lingo and the image of Danny in his wetsuit, zipped up and his board next to him, ready for a morning surf to reconnect with kai... to feel him closest as possible. It’s the only way to feel Steve. So, that’s where I start. And now, Im gonna watch a surfer movie Chasing Mavericks to get to dive deeper into this world because Danny’s a surfer and surfers are an own society. And he gets visitors soon, from Hawaiii...
And I‘ve got hit by an idea for a one-shot, a coda to fix some of my terrible emotional demage I’ve experienced since I watched Alex‘s masterpiece 10.07 / DNA... so, there’s stuff that needs to be done. *signs shaka proudly and thinks she belongs to the surfer world*
(From a writer‘s diary, some Monday thoughts)
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cowandcalf · 5 years
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Tumblr eats my notifications. They don’t show at all. In case someone tagged me and I haven’t answered it’s because of the lack of getting them. I’m truly sorry if I haven’t gotten back to you. I hope Tumblr recovers, gets better. I mean, I can’t even search under my tags...on my own blog. It’s just bleak after I’ve pressed ‘enter’. Whatever. *sighs and blows up cheeks*...I’m still here, completely focused on getting shit done and ride that wave wherever it is. *muahh*
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cowandcalf · 5 years
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About McDanno - what’s new
My day started with a text I received from a friend, who’s dying to talk about the new episode. So, when I’ve watched it I should let them know because - urgent. I got already nervous about H50 9.15.
I watched it and I normally don’t ponder for too long. There is always this instant instinct, hitting me with the right notion. So, I sat down and wrote my post about Danny and Rachel.
I need to lay my soul bare for a moment here. Today I’ve discussed Danny and Rachel, Danny and Steve and I can’t stop thinking about certain points and topics that I touched during my discussion with other shippers and friends. It’s about Steve and Danny, the past and the future in H50 and maybe this is just a summary of my racing thoughts with not much sense in it. But I have to get it out of my head.
It’s especially about the development of the show. What was then and what do we have now. Past and future. I read so often how much everyone misses the good old days. And let me tell you something, I miss them, too because the good old days are always better. Everything was new and unknown and not worn, or well fitting, or we weren’t used to it. We’re nine years later and evolution and change can’t be held off.
Okay, here we go.
Do I miss the old days from season1 to season 4? Yes, I do. I rewatch all seasons, currently occupied with season 2 and I’m excited and pumped with adrenaline. I’m full to the brim with this spirit, this intensity that the guys create in my heart whenever I see them on screen.
Yes, it was an awesome time when Wo Fat was a long plotline, when cliffhangers were so effing good, that my heart stopped in the middle of trying to jump out of my chest.
Yes, I miss the seasons where a plot lasted not only for one or two episodes but for a whole freaking season.
Yes, I miss the way Steve and Danny were glued together. I miss how their friendship and their love was in the making, building, forming, getting a solid shape.
Yes, I even miss the drama and the revelation about Catherine, about Doris. All the shit that went down with Danny and his women.
I miss Chin and Kono and this undestroyable ohana feeling. I miss that so fucking much.
I miss, that they were so young, everything seemed possible and reachable.
I miss knowing that there was this knowledge in my heart that Steve and Danny would never grow older, would never change.
I miss the beginning because I knew there could be years to come!
And here we are and everything has changed and I hate it sometimes. I feel bereft and I want all the old, great days back and I don’t want to deal with ‘now’. But that’s not possible.
Steve and Danny are tired. They work in the line of duty for years now. Danny soon has filled his twenty years. They have been through so much, emotionally and physically.
The restaurant plot was good because it was a project where Steve and Danny were involved, again glued together with the same goal. This is no more. They realized what a toll it took on them. They realized that the only aim they have is to be a member of Five-0, working cases.
Steve is sick. He takes medication on a daily bases. He has to, with radiation sickness and a transplanted liver he doesn’t go without meds. He feels this change and as I see it, his way to delegate, to pass work on and to pass on responsibility has to do with his sickness. He never would admit it, but his strength fades. He’s still super fit, but physically not in peak condition. This boat has sailed and this right here...this makes me sad and angry and pisses me off because it tells me time passes.
Danny has thought about retirement already in season 7. He has had his wild days, his determination, his passion for his work. He’s not young and hungry anymore. Other priorities count and take over first place. Police work ruins your health and if Danny wants to get older with decent health, just like Steve, he has to reduce the workload.
Steve and Danny love each other. Their friendship and relationship are rock solid. They don’t need to work on that. It is! They always have each other’s back, they don’t have to prove that always. They can take it easier.
This means I don’t see them so often together as I wish I’d see them. They prioritize each other always but it also means that they’re off to do other things without the other. When it really counts, like in 9.11, Danny always backs Steve up and he’s always right by Steve’s side.
Season 9 is a season with different rules. Each episode is a closed case, a closed story and there isn’t a plot line arching over the whole season. Different times, different rules.
I love the show with my whole heart. It’s my happy place, no matter what. New team members are there, they are young and eager and Danny and Steve are ready to step back a little. It happens even if I don’t agree.
I always will see McDanno in every episode. I hate to know that the guys getting older, changing, having different goals.
I hate to know the spirit from the beginning is gone to never return because of the simple reason that time passes. It’s nine years later. Nothing ever stays the same.
I keep up, I stay with them - and I accept the changes.
That’s the reason why I deal with every episode the way I deal with. My glass is always half-full and there will always and forever be McDanno moments because their love is real to me.
Shit happens, that’s life. So Danny and Rachel? That’s shit but I can deal with it.
But at the end of the day, I long for the old days and I accept this hurt and this loss and I try to cope with the new days.
End of message - Roger and out.
Jesus, I’m seriously so churned up and it feels as if I have some heartache because my guys grow older and everything changes and it sucks.
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cowandcalf · 5 years
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About H50 Season 2
This little essay won’t be an in-depth study. I need to release some steam, I need to do some talking here in this post, I need to get some writing done to get that pressure off my chest from all the thoughts and all the pondering weighing down on me.
Season 2 is so damn intense and I’m not even remotely done analyzing all these scenes and important moments which are scattered so widely and numerously through the whole, awesome season 2. I definitely need to watch it a third time with a huge notebook by my side. My head spins with all that’s happening and unfolding right before my eyes.
Epiphanies light up like a firework. There are so many layers to peel away and each layer is important, leading to a conclusion, to an understanding of why Steve or Danny act this way and not that way. There’s so much to discover, to dig up, to talk about, to describe, to figure out and to analyze that I don’t even know where to start!
Sometimes it feels as if I can’t... breathe because... it so much to take in.
I mean, finally tomorrow another episode from season 9 will be aired. I’m Steve and Danny and H50 starved. I’m super McDanno starved and in my mind, there is always this fantasy playing that season 9 ends with this cliffhanger where the guys finally kiss and the fandom fucking explodes, erupting like a freaking overripe volcano. Goddamnit!
I need to chat about the guys. I need to get some thoughts off my chest although I know it won't ease the massive pile of thoughts in my head until I've managed to do all the metas I’ve planned to write.
Because season 2? Guys? Tell me, did you feel the same? I jumped on the McDanno ship quite late, around season 5 I guess. And it got me so bad - you feel me because so many of you are just buried so deep in that same rabbit hole and it feels awesome.
I'm insanely obsessed with McDanno, with Steve and with Danny. I wasn't prepared to get sucked in that hard after I've decided to rewatch the seasons. It’s unhealthy. I mean, season 2 is so different from season 1. There are so many different levels to look at my beloved guys, to observe their attitude, to gain new intel and to get bananas over all the details that I’ve discovered.
Somehow, I'm all in a fluster because season 2 really put the guys through so many problems and such huge disasters and emotional pain, and some part of their souls and their hearts lie bare.
What stands out the most is how much Steve or Danny are often NOT teamed up with each other. Steve gets eaten up by the fact that he can't get all the answers to Wo Fat, to his father’s death, to Shelburne, to his past, to Joe - to his fucking life! He doesn't know about Shelburne but people die around him because of that knowledge. Joe isn't really honest with Steve and at the end, Steve even loses Joe because he's endangering his people if he stays. So Steve has to deal with another goodbye and it hurts him so terribly bad.
Additionally, to the fact that Steve is totally occupied with the hunt for Wo Fat and Shelburne, I guess he has a silent emotional crash about leaving the Navy. It's not visible but if I take his drastic changes in his physics and his facial expression it’s so clear that something is going terribly south terribly fast. He’s too fierce, too deep, too much - too determined...everything is way over the top.
There is Steve and some serious SEAL stunts.
There are Steve and Catherine and their interaction.
There are Steve and Lori that’s worth a look at. And of course just Lori and the way she falls for Steve and the exact moment when she falls for him.
There’s Danny and his way to deal with Rachel and with the birth of Charlie. And his attempt to somehow get his old life back but failing totally.
And as is seems there are Steve and Danny drifting apart but only if you do not look past the outer shell of what is visible.
There are Steve and Danny and those moments which feel like clashes of titans when their emotions escape and hit me like a sucker punch to the chest. When it gets clear how much their emotions are already entangled but hidden.
There is so freaking much to talk about that I can’t even -
But I’ll be back.
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cowandcalf · 6 years
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Sharing some experience
Alex o’Loughlin talked about the character fatigue in one of his interviews on the red carpet at SOTB 2018. I never heard that expression before but it makes a lot of sense.
This morning I‘ve realized that I might go through some story fatigue with my WIP I‘m constantly working on since February this year. My work progress has slowed down. I get a chapter done once every two weeks now. Normally it has been one chapter every ten days like clockwork with some short breaks in between and a month off for Jot It Down July on tumblr.
I’ve struggled with moving on, starting the new chapter although everything is right there in my head. I see the mental path of my story and sometimes it’s hard to string words together, finding this special tune which I need to achieve the suiting mood.
Anyway I read a great post on tumblr about how to fight this struggle at writing. I wanted to give it a try. It said to sit down and punch out words for one hour straight, with no break and no care for words, grammar, sense and flow. It’s all about w r i t i n g and g e t t i n g i t d o n e!
I did that, several times already. I have another one-shot now, unfinished, as raw as chopped meat - I‘m so bad at having several WIPs to work on; this gives me severe headach and a mental pressure I have to fight and stand against because editing eats a horrendous amount of my time. I need to polish a story/a chapter and I don’t want to work on this one-shot now...
BUT - I have my flow back, in a way at least. It feels okay. The will to just write it on with my WIP, to get it done, is back and that’s enough for now.
As Alex said in that interview. If he feels this character fatigue he has to work it out, get back this energy. It’s his problem and he has to find a way back, no one else, it’s all on him to solve this mess.
So, thanks to tumblr and to all the great people out there who provide me with inputs when I need them. And thanks to Alex who said the right thing in the right moment. Life provides me with the flotsam when I need it most. It always gets washed up on my mental beach just in time.
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cowandcalf · 6 years
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You know...
Some random thoughts about my current mood. It’s Saturday morning and I’m supposed to work but the wheels in my head are turning at top level, keeping me busy, getting me terribly distracted in a way I can’t remember where I put my pen, what’s the name of my client and how the heck did I manage to drive by bike to work without getting lost on the way. And I’m afraid my behavior is kind of anti-social, introverted and funny for my fellow human being. My girlfriend is accustomed by now to my funny writer’s mood. She doesn’t even ask anymore.
My High School AU grows and I’ve created a parallel universe, which gives me all these intense feelings. I spend way too much time in this head space. The boys are football jocks and yesterday I searched for some rules of the game, terms and definitions and I ended up ogling perfect, impressive jock bulges in tight trunks, drooling over taunt asses and perfect shaped hard-ons hugged in jockstraps. I totally forgot about the rules and the game and why was I doing research anyway? And for what? Man, it’s so easy to get distracted.
And I constantly think about young Steve and Danny. And they surf, they play football and they are so young, and so horny and of course their sexual awakening is intense, I mean really intense. That’s the reason why my thoughts are very porny 90% of the time. Damn.
And of course I get attacked by new ideas along the way. My fangirl’s heart also beats for Kawika, the Hawaiian guy from Hawaii Five-0. Such a hottie. Anyway he’s a great surfer too and somehow Steve’s sister Mary seems to be a perfect match for this guy. And just now I’ve thought it would be such a fabulous idea to write a timestamp to get this rare pair together. I mean, they are not even a rare pair on screen because they never meet once during the whole show. But you know??
I want to create a place for them in my HS AU to be together. So far no straight couple has caught my attention and now I’m so in for this new idea. Kawika and Mary = Mawika. I would name this ship Mawika. But that’s not gonna happen until I’ve finished my AU. So Notes! I take so many notes. And maybe I should concider to take one year off to finish everything I have in mind. Holy crap. I need another cop of coffee and I should try to participate in real life, just for a moment at least...you know?
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cowandcalf · 5 years
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After posting my longest fic ever I need to gather myself, regroup, find the way back to my inner space where there‘s only me, the boys and my idea.
I listen to music while I write and I just watched 2.16 again, started on 2.17...and there’s this song...hmm, damn. And I‘ve found it on iTunes and something else. This album:
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And I squeaked in delight! It’s downloaded and on my phone and it’s this feeling of having found a treasure. It’s so simple and nothing special yet my inner fangirl humms with mighty force.
To get back into my writing routine I work on a raw first draft of a Werewolf story that needs to be worked for posting. And there’s this song that carries me through the darkness in this fic.
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And after this story I’ll be back, ready to buckle up. The second part of my beloved monster emerges already from the depth of my soul. First chapter‘s notes and ideas are jotted down.
Let’s roll, guys.
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