1. of the fic you’ve written, which are you most proud of?
Hands down, without a doubt, The Four Horsemen. It’s the most different from how I usually write and I’m proud that I was able to pull it off, and that it has so much English-teacher-symbolism-bullshit, cause I love that stuff and I had fun and I think it’s just, it’s the greatest departure from my usual stuff and I think it’s quite good
4. what are some themes you love writing about?
…is “foolish nerd babies falling in love and coming to terms with their feelings” a theme?
uh, no but really. since
most all of what I’m writing these days is boardwalk au, I try to always incorporate the theme of “the world has failed you, you are on your own.” Like that’s why the school district sucks in high school au—not because I’m bad at running schools, but because it’s a system that has failed them. The idea of being failed by the world around you and having to figure it out yourself is important to me, and it’s important that I always incorporate some aspect of that into AUs, because it’s so integral to their experiences and to Boardwalk’s overall narrative. I also have a big huge weakness for people exploring and coming to terms with their sexuality, whatever that may be, because I know that’s a hard thing to go through, but it’s not a story that’s often told well because the only coming-of-age stories that queer people get are usually riddled with “oh it’s so HARD to be QUEER” angst that straight people write. or it’s gay ya with a duplicitous bisexual, so I’m here for the bi and ace and pan people who don’t get their own ya coming of age
8. is there a character you love writing for the most? the least? why?
Charlie is my favorite to write. He is the easiest for me to write and I live in his headspace. Part of the reason it’s so easy is that I’ve been consistently writing from Charlie’s POV since I started watching Boardwalk, which was two years ago. So I’m most practiced. But he’s definitely the lens through which I watch Boardwalk. I connect to him most on an emotional level, so I always sort of filter everything through Charlie’s experience, which makes it easiest for me to slip into his head. I get him. I don’t know why I picked this motherfucker to “get,” but I do.
I probably like writing AR the least, actually. Mostly because he’s just so difficult? AR is incredibly different to different people, at different points in his life, so it can be hard to feel like you’re doing things correctly, because there are so many different AR’s even within the canon. And as I rambled about yesterday, I still get so anxious talking about AR, because of past baggage. So I can’t shake that underlying sense of judgment whenever I write him, and it blocks me up pretty bad a lot of the time.
9. a passage from a WIP
so unfortunately you’ve already read this WIP, but it’s the only WIP I have to post right now. I present to you all, from the next chapter of high school au… Benny And His Applesauce
“So Meyer…” Benny picked up a small container of applesauce from his tray and examined it, tilting it this way and that. He seemed to be checking for the expiration date—or maybe just stalling. Meyer huffed and waited for more, but Benny was intent on his applesauce.
Of all the days for Benny to learn patience, the one where Meyer had a quiz to study for was not ideal. “Yes?” he prompted with a note of annoyance, when Benny’s unusual silence persisted. Finally, Benny stopped investigating his lunch and looked at him. There was something uncharacteristically thoughtful in his expression. He almost seemed serene—which was worrying. Absurdly, Meyer felt like Benny was trying to read his mind through the persistence of his gaze alone.
His intent focus did not falter. Benny didn’t look away as he peeled the tinfoil from the applesauce, licked it, crumpled it into a ball, and flicked it to the floor. Meyer watched it bounce along the tile.