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pandemic coping strategies
Mar. 22nd, 2022 07:33 pmAs the 202x's continue to suck remain challenging (and as challenging as my specific situation remains, I am very aware and grateful for all the ways in which it isn't sucking, ie: a good, safe place to live; a job I actually like (burnout/buyout aside); access to medical care, frustrating though it may be; multiple grocery options (so when I randomly decide to create something crazy for dinner, it's totally feasible to run out to get that one last weird ingredient (Kiwi mayo, anyone?))), the one thing that has really, consistently brought me joy has been writing my way through long, novel-length fic ideas even though I don't really have outlines or any sort of general plan other than HEA. (For the record, those have been all your perfect imperfections, Star Trek: Discovery, Pike/Tilly, 93K words; baby, won't you swing it with me, MCU, Darcy/Steve (aka, ShieldShock), 31K words; and waiting in the eye of the storm, MCU, Darcy/Bucky (aka, WinterShock), 76K words.)
So. Ten (!!!) years ago today, I started posting what remains my most popular fic, you need a rock not a rolling stone, MCU, Darcy/Clint. I finished it right before The Avengers came out in the US, and I've posted a couple of short timestamps, but I've also been kicking around a sequel, in the grand tradition of romance novels where the focus turns to a different couple who were supporting characters in the original. In this case, that's Steve/Natasha, less because I planned it that way and more because by the time I got to the end of the original, I realized my subconscious had been setting them up without any actual input from me. But, you know, it's been years and I never quite got around to finishing it. Except now I want to and I don't care that I haven't plotted it all out, because I hadn't plotted out any of the rest, so clearly, I need to get that WiP jolt of fear and anticipation going and finish telling myself the story to stay ahead of any kind of regular posting.
Thus, I present: you don't have to stand up all alone, 1/?, MCU, Steve/Natasha, partners/friends to lovers, aka Endgame? what fucking Endgame?
So. Ten (!!!) years ago today, I started posting what remains my most popular fic, you need a rock not a rolling stone, MCU, Darcy/Clint. I finished it right before The Avengers came out in the US, and I've posted a couple of short timestamps, but I've also been kicking around a sequel, in the grand tradition of romance novels where the focus turns to a different couple who were supporting characters in the original. In this case, that's Steve/Natasha, less because I planned it that way and more because by the time I got to the end of the original, I realized my subconscious had been setting them up without any actual input from me. But, you know, it's been years and I never quite got around to finishing it. Except now I want to and I don't care that I haven't plotted it all out, because I hadn't plotted out any of the rest, so clearly, I need to get that WiP jolt of fear and anticipation going and finish telling myself the story to stay ahead of any kind of regular posting.
Thus, I present: you don't have to stand up all alone, 1/?, MCU, Steve/Natasha, partners/friends to lovers, aka Endgame? what fucking Endgame?
