“My spirit. This is a new thought. I’m not sure exactly what it means, but it suggests I’m a fighter. In a sort of brave way. It’s not as if I’m never friendly. Okay, maybe I don’t go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.”
So I just checked the word count of the current chapter of Strawberry Time: 12,750. In the grand scheme of things that doesn’t sound like much, but added to the two posted chapters, it brings the fic to 36,430 words, making it my second longest fic after When the Moon, with no sign of slowing down/going away.
I have no idea what’s happening. My life has leveled out into this exhausting depressing place where I can’t stir a single Everlark fic ember to life (and believe me, I’ve tried - I tried like crazy to get Honey-God written in July and managed a couple thousand words, if even :/), yet for some bizarre reason there’s a massive “meanwhile, back in Twelve” Gadge/Primko side story just pouring out with all kinds of details and nods to additional side romances. I mean, no one out there can possibly care two pins about the relationship between Mayor Undersee and his wife, right? and yet for some reason they’ve taken over the current chapter, which was supposed to consist of quick clever Gadge bursts over the course of a week, not A Day in the Life of the Undersees. And yet it feels strangely compelling and “right” and I wouldn’t cut a word of it.
Also, I dreamt about Gadge (in Strawberry Time) two nights ago. I’ve never even dreamt about Everlark.
And I’ve started a Gadge plot bunny wishlist on the white board in my kitchen because, dang it, if the Gadge pairing/dynamic doesn’t beg for some delicious film/book retellings that simply don’t suit Everlark (or Primko, or any combination of Jack/Alys/Janek/Raisa, for that matter).
I have absolutely no idea what’s happening. (I’d probably be terrified by it if I wasn’t so dang tired.) I know it’s not WtM. I’m sorry it’s not WtM. :( I haven’t worked on WtM since Christmas, except for one feeble trying-to-walk-on-a-broken-leg attempt at the beginning of the next chapter. Things are bad all the way around and right now I don’t know if I’ll ever even manage another word of Everlark in any universe. But Strawberry Time is proving to be a parallel fic in a true sense, so hopefully that’ll appease WtM cravers, at least a little. :(
When they’re still not together and you start to grow inpatient
When one person in the ship does/says something stupid to the other
When they’re about to get together and something happens to keep them apart
Realizing your OTP is the most important thing in your life
When there’s no real chance of your ship going canon but you enter denial and knOW THAT YES THEY WILL BE TOGETHER FOREVER NOPE WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE WRITER WILL NEVER DO IT OF COURSE THEY WILL ITS TRUE LOVE