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So, I signed up for yuletide! And now I'm looking over the confirmation email. My requests are fabulous. My offered fandoms? Seem slightly insane.

Yes, self, you DID love that book when you were 12. Doesn't mean you're prepared to write about it. Also, self, you only played that video game for 10 hours, never finished it. And, self, how exactly do you write fic for an album? *quietly panics*

I may need to print it out, go through, and be more selective before resubmitting. Highlighters may be involved. How many fandoms do normal people offer to write?

Now, gakked from ithildyn and rei_c, a DVD Commentary Meme!
Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words -- or any scene, I guess? since I tend to write in scenes) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection [Note: Please include the title/fandom]. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.



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Nov. 5th, 2009 09:17 am (UTC)
All right, I give you this scene from "Father Confessor", because it makes my heart ache for Frannie:

When he was eighteen, Raymond asked Irene Zuko to the senior prom. It was something of a lesson in the Law of Unintended Consequences.

The following week Franco Zuko offered Francesca, Raymond's fourteen year-old sister, a ride home from choir. As she explained it to me, Franco asked her to the prom. She refused. When he insisted and tried to push her into giving him a kiss, Francesca slapped Franco, got out of the car, and walked home.

Young Mister Zuko's story of what happened in the car was detailed, creative, and explicit; it spread like wildfire through the neighborhood. I pieced together what happened when word of it reached her father. He threatened to throw Francesca out of the house, insisting that he wouldn't "warehouse used goods under my roof." Apparently Raymond said that if Francesca were thrown out, then he would leave to look after her. Their mother, Carlotta, said that she would leave as well, and that between them they should be able to afford a very nice apartment. Raymond's father retreated to the local pool hall and got so plastered he had to be carried home. Not the first time nor the last, of course.

Raymond broke off his relationship with Irene Zuko.

There are times when the members of the fairer sex remind me of ravaging hyenas, and this was one of them. Francesca was excluded from social gatherings, followed everywhere by loud whispers, and there was a constant stream of prophylactics dropped into her locker. Francesca had always been a sweet if headstrong girl. She changed that spring. Francesca started going by, "Frannie." Her style of dress changed to the aggressively feminine, and she went through life hard-eyed, daring anyone to make something of it.

Raymond got in a lot of fights in the last months of his senior year at St. Francis.

Francesca went on plenty of dates in high school, all of them with yobs I wouldn't want within a city block of any daughter of mine. In her senior year, a young man by the name of Guy Rankin went out on a date with Francesca and assaulted her in his car, parked right outside the Vecchio home. Raymond heard his sister's cries, dragged Guy from the car, and beat him half to death.

"It's good to see someone stepping up to be the man of the family," the widow Fusco approved when she filled me in on the details during my weekly visit. Apparently the Vecchios agreed, because none of them ever mentioned the incident to me.

When a 25-year-old unemployed machinist proposed to Francesca a few months later, she immediately took him up on it. As she told me tiredly, "Any guy who's willing to buy this cow is enough of a catch for me, Father."

Could I have done more for Francesca? I think perhaps I should have.

The night Francesca informed me of her wedding, I called my little sister, Mary, back in Boston. She knew from the very tone of my voice that I couldn't speak of what troubled me. Mary chattered on about my nephew Tommy's new favorite bedtime story and young Beth's teething troubles until I thanked her and said goodnight.
Nov. 6th, 2009 06:01 am (UTC)
'Father Confessor' commentary
God, yes. The quote, "Any guy who's willing to buy this cow is enough of a catch for me, Father." completely broke my heart when I wrote it.

As I recall, I was looking for some backstory that might explain the direct, personal antagonism between Ray and Zuko. Sure, Zuko intimidated Ray while beating up Marco, and Ray dating Irene. But it felt like there was more to it, and this is what the Muse offered.

Ray and Carlotta joining forces against Pop to keep the family together - it has almost an epic feel in my mind. But this is all so distant, so 2nd and 3rd hand, us hearing it from Father Behan, who heard some of it from Frannie, and some from the window and other neighborhood gossips. Piecing it all together, with these gaping holes for us to fill in.

The part that was most difficult was trying to show/explain/convey Pop Vecchio's reaction. He threatened to throw Francesca out of the house, insisting that he wouldn't "warehouse used goods under my roof." still reads as terribly awkward to me. Probably shouldn't have used the quotes, but Farther B didn't even want to say those words without making it crystal clear they were not his own.

So we see Father B here, failing to make a difference, and Ray doign what he can, taking up the responsibilities his father has no use for. I love the image of Father B calling his sister back in boston, seekign a little comfort in things that are not broken.
Nov. 6th, 2009 08:57 am (UTC)
Re: 'Father Confessor' commentary
As I recall, I was looking for some backstory that might explain the direct, personal antagonism between Ray and Zuko.

Huh, that makes sense, though while reading it, I was just caught up with what was happening with Frannie. In fact, I remember thinking that I wanted a whole fic from Frannie's POV about this period in her life.

And yes, I like the distant, pieced-together quality of "Father Confessor".
Nov. 5th, 2009 09:21 am (UTC)
Also? I am boggling at your Yuletide morning-after regrets. Signing up to write a video game you played for ten hours? Wow. Then again, I can apparently only write one fandom. I'm still looking forward to Yuletide, though, because of all the new fic to read.
Nov. 6th, 2009 06:02 am (UTC)
Yeah, still working on coming up with something more reasonable. I'm offering over 50 fandoms right now, and that's just insane.
Nov. 5th, 2009 09:53 am (UTC)

The phone rings shrill. MacLeod jumps to answer it. I can hear Gina's hysterical voice from across the room. She and Robert had come to swords over a broken vase. He comforts her, eyes on me the entire time.

I wish that someone else had taken Robert's head, for her sake. Silas taught me the bitter triumph that comes of killing a man you sparred with until his style is as familiar as your own breath. MacLeod and I haven't spent as much time together, but we know each other.

Nov. 6th, 2009 06:14 am (UTC)
The phone rings shrill. I did my best to make every single description in this fic build tension. Dissonance, yes?

I wanted to show just how bad things were getting, out there in the world. Gina and Robert are one of the few functional, long-term relationships we see between Immortals in the show. She and Robert had come to swords over a broken vase. We are introduced to them in canon by a dramatic swordfight that ends in a broken vase and hot sex. Here I take that scenario and show it gone wrong under the influence.

Now, the chances of Methos actually being able to HEAR Gina over the phone are slim to none. I decided it didn't matter. Artistic freaking license, and if I was doing it right, no one reading would be in any shape to worry about it by this point.

Methos is holding it together here, but just barely. His very distant sympathy for Gina slides into a bitter but hungry memory of killing Silas, and then directly into a fantasy of fighting MacLeod. It's like gravity - the moment you stop pushing against it, you're pulled back to that central, insistent need.

Dissonance is still one of my favorites, of everything I've written. Thanks for reminding me why!
Nov. 6th, 2009 09:13 am (UTC)
Well it's one of my all time fave Highlander fics, so I'm very glad to get to know a bit more about it :)
Nov. 5th, 2009 02:36 pm (UTC)
Haha, I am also thinking of offering an album, although there are only a few songs on it I'd be willing to write about. But yeah, I was thinking hard about "exactly HOW would this work and HOW MUCH will I panic if I match on it?"

The last few years (well, not last year, because I didn't participate, but previous years) I offered about a dozen to 15 fandoms. This year my shortlist is 14 but looking at it I am probably going to cut it down to about half that.
Nov. 6th, 2009 06:15 am (UTC)
OK, my 50+ fandoms is definitely excessive. *snorfles* I shall pull out the red pen, and go back in to resubmit before the end of the sign-up period. Thanks for the reality check Isis!
Nov. 6th, 2009 08:37 am (UTC)
50+ isn't excessive if you really would happily write in any of them! Some people adore the challenge. I am having enough trouble writing lately that I decided I wanted to limit my offers to fandoms I really, really want to write. (I ended up with 9.)

I mean, I could offer all of Shakespeare's plays, and all of C6D, and a bunch of books I have read...but I didn't. That doesn't mean you shouldn't, if you want to!
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