Ficcing news
Dec. 6th, 2003 12:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
petroniaAfter a week of being convinced that I'd be writing something highly spare and enigmatic from Fuji's POV, downed a half bottle of chilled perlant strong cider and proceeded to ramble for 350 words... from Tezuka's POV. Oh well. Best laid plans of mice and fanficcers, and so forth. XD Will try to eke out another 350 tomorrow, going the other way, and that will serve as the shortfic. I can see the form of the thing and am vaguely dissatisfied with it, because not enough happens and... and it's not pretentious enough. For lack of a better word. Mind you I don't think of TeniPuri as a deep or pretentious series - I'm not even sure I take it seriously as such - but since when has that ever stopped me?
In other news, went for soba / tempura / the largest wakame salad in the world at Wakamono yesterday with T, because it's really the only passable Japanese noodle place in town and noodles are integral to my school of Method Ficcing. (Yes, I know it's not the same Saitou Hajime as I have in tLoN. He's still much with the soba. And Hikaru must have his ramen, and so forth.) The other upside of Wakamono being that T's boifurendo works the sushi counter there and would send over things like strawberry/tempura shrimp maki with sweet cream dipping sauce, which is in no wise kosher Japanese food but rates an honorary mention for Foodgasm Of The Year at the very least. Showed my last two stories to T, who read and passed them as presentable. More precisely, she grosso modo understood the PMK one, and for the second said, "Sumire should've just thrown up on Renji when he had the chance." Which is all the effect I was hoping to achieve, really. *g*
In similarly other but less optimistic news, it's becoming obvious that after I've annoyed half my flist thoroughly by making you send me addies that I'm not going to be able to get a mass mailing out by Christmas. The alpha of my feeble excuse is "work", and the omega is "deadline". T_T Thus I'm pushing my personal project plan back by a month or two, to what is arbitrarily and provisorily determined as Chinese New Year. Giftfic however will be written and posted on the usual loosely Advent-ish schedule. Stay tuned.
...Is the Pop Art PSB best-of out already or what? Moooouuuu.
EDIT -- 'Kay, scratch the not pretentious enough part, I just referenced Choderlos de Laclos. Still a bit too tell-not-show for my taste, though, and the narrative voice is wonked all to hell. (Generic second person?)
In other news, went for soba / tempura / the largest wakame salad in the world at Wakamono yesterday with T, because it's really the only passable Japanese noodle place in town and noodles are integral to my school of Method Ficcing. (Yes, I know it's not the same Saitou Hajime as I have in tLoN. He's still much with the soba. And Hikaru must have his ramen, and so forth.) The other upside of Wakamono being that T's boifurendo works the sushi counter there and would send over things like strawberry/tempura shrimp maki with sweet cream dipping sauce, which is in no wise kosher Japanese food but rates an honorary mention for Foodgasm Of The Year at the very least. Showed my last two stories to T, who read and passed them as presentable. More precisely, she grosso modo understood the PMK one, and for the second said, "Sumire should've just thrown up on Renji when he had the chance." Which is all the effect I was hoping to achieve, really. *g*
In similarly other but less optimistic news, it's becoming obvious that after I've annoyed half my flist thoroughly by making you send me addies that I'm not going to be able to get a mass mailing out by Christmas. The alpha of my feeble excuse is "work", and the omega is "deadline". T_T Thus I'm pushing my personal project plan back by a month or two, to what is arbitrarily and provisorily determined as Chinese New Year. Giftfic however will be written and posted on the usual loosely Advent-ish schedule. Stay tuned.
...Is the Pop Art PSB best-of out already or what? Moooouuuu.
EDIT -- 'Kay, scratch the not pretentious enough part, I just referenced Choderlos de Laclos. Still a bit too tell-not-show for my taste, though, and the narrative voice is wonked all to hell. (Generic second person?)
