So, I was archiving family photos today and I decided, What the heck! I'll check all of my storage devices. And. I. Found. It. The world I play with and have been developing since I was in high school!
Madre dulce de Shiva, do I intend to make myself nuts?
I've discovered a cashe of forgotten pages, added a few new ones (oh, my Gaia, a HOME PAGE!?!)... and I'm pretty sure I have a few pages that just need to go and have their content separated and added to other pages...
I have a new story idea, for all of the Final Fantasy VII fans out there!(Of course, I fully intend to write it myself. I just want to share~ )So far, I want to call it "Matchmaker, Matchmaker".
I was greatly inspired by this story called "Vanilla" [by Sorceress Fantasia] on ff.net. On the surface, the plot will sound really similar, but it will be very different, I promise! Aditional inspiration came from another fan-fiction called "Suburbia" [by Falaphesian], Supernatural (created by Eric Kripke), a handful of songs so far ("Use Somebody" - Kings of Leon; "Big Girls Don't Cry" - Fergie; "Demons" - Imagine Dragons; "Titanium" - David Guetta feat. Sia; "Everybody Talks" - Neon Tress), and a 1999 novel called "A Ghost For Maggie" by Emily Charmichael.
Anyway! I wanted to try a new pairing --one I'd never written before-- and none of my in-progress works would let me do that (well, one of them might, but only if I make it part of a set >.<). What pairing, you ask? Cloud Strife and Vincent Valentine.
I know I've never attempted anything like this before... and it is intimidating, but I really want to take a shot at it.
The plot summary: This was not how things were supposed to go. Tifa wasn't supposed to die and leave her best friend Cloud all alone, she wasn't supposed to come back as a ghost, and she sure as hell wasn't supposed to slip into Cloud's body and convience the dark and mysterious Valentine to take a chance on a relationship with Cloud! To think he'd been missing her, faults and all!
I know, I know. It sounds so similar, if you checked out the other story... so I'll give a little more detail...
Plot Synopsis: Six months after the death of his best friend, Cloud Strife is still attempting to cope by avoiding having the time or clarity of mind to dwell on Tifa. For a long time, Tifa had been his only friend, so she left him her bar to run in an effort to get him out more. Instead, Cloud has withdrawn more into himself. Tifa's spirit, unable to find peace because of her sould-deep worry for her friend, has been wandering the earth for those same six months. Actually, she's just stayed pretty close to Cloud while she tried to figure out the tricks of the trade for a ghost. Finally, she's made enough progress to move things, appear before people, and --more importantly-- possess the living, at least for a while. Convinced that if left to his own devices, Cloud will probably kill himself or wind up alone, Tifa hatches a plan to get her best friend together with the only other person she can think of who knows how lost Cloud feels: Vincent Valentine. Even before the plan forms fully, she knows that Cloud will not have the persistance to talk to the other man -let alone the understanding that they both need this chance- but Tifa's got that covered... First things first, she had to snap him out of that stupid funk and get him to open the doors of her precious business.
It promises to be a rather dark story, at least at first. Cloud's not exactly got a great history (Vincent's won't be much better) and there is an honest to goodness poltergeist --and some personal demons (a few of which are more literal than others...)-- involved intricately in the plot.
As you probably guessed, it's an AU story. Nope, it's not going to fit with any other story I've written, but I have high hopes for it, because I am so pumped to write it right now~ I've already written most of one scene for the story --the first meeting, in point of fact! I am so stoked to work on this one!
So it is now posted on fanfiction.net and here (and with functional links and everything!).
Don't forget! "One Day At A Time - SIDE A" is written and posted only on my lj only for the time being!
I missed my self imposed deadline by a matter of minutes because my stupid internet was being evil.
But I really like what I did with the story!
Blurb: One Day At A Time – SIDE A Fandom: Bleach Teaser: “I'd heard it said that one did not love someone for all of the perfection in them but for all of their faults. If that were true, there would always be a hell of a lot to love about Shunsui Kyōraku.” Rating: T, for swearing and male/male kissing Main Pairing: Jūshiro Ukitake / Shunsui Kyōraku Summary: I never intended to fall in love with my best friend. I remember the way things used to be, when I was so in love with my wife that I couldn't see straight, when every piece of me was still whole and perfect and complete. Even though things had changed, all I could do was take it one day at a time. Universe: One Trick Pony (OTP) Universe! This takes place after the “One More Night” set and runs parallel to part of “One Trick Pony”. I'll get back to you on which chapter it follows.
If you want to read it (and want me to stop being such a friggin' tease about it, check out the entry!
I'm thinking about going ahead and posting some of the stories I still need to edit here. That way, I can post the new chapters as I go along...
I posted four new stories here in the last 24 hours, all in parts and none of them complete yet. New chapters will be posted here soon after they are posted on fanfiction.net (and dA, for a select number of them).
This brings the total number of fan-fictions available from this site to thirty-nine. Isn't that spectacular?!
In addition, there are extras (for "One Trick Pony"), short vocabulary lessons and clarifications (for "Utterly Hopeless // Utterly Helpless"), and clarification of terms used and a guide to honorifics (for "Strength") included for the interested and/or confused.
I feel down right triumphant!
In addition to the triumph above noted, I'm also back on my livejournal account.
To celebrate, I will be posting two very important spoilers for my "One Trick Pony" Universe!
I will not be posting them here, on my deviantART account, or on my FanFiction.net account. They will only be posted on my livejournal.
Perseverance is the hard work you do after you get tired of doing the hard work you already did. ~Newt Gingrich
Don't you just hate it when you talk yourself into more work?
All of a sudden, I just decided that one page for the musical influences was not enough, so now there are two --two of which look a heck of a lot better than the other, but two of them (not the same pair) are not yet complete.
And since I added a few new universes to my list, I get to create more pages, move some of the older ones around and edit, edit, edit.
Sometimes, I'm pretty sure I'm a masochist. Then again, that just might be my inner perfectionist sticking out her head. Ugh, I wish I could just leave it, some days, but I want this to be a fun, easy place to visit, so I'm gonna make myself miserable to do it!
Ah, well. Such is life.
Let me know if you think of anything else that needs to be added to the site while I'm at it, alright?
I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die. Isaac Asimov
Once upon a time, there was a writer. She was a very focused young woman when it came down to it, but she was also a dreamer and her mind was prone to wandering through those dreams.
Since she had been but a young girl, she had wanted to be a writer. She had talent in in composition, a wider vocabulary, a vivid imagination, and a fascination with people. The only thing she really didn't have was staying power. She would write one chapter, or five, or ten, or seventy pages, but she would never be able to bring the story to an end. Her inspiration would lag, her muses would abandon her, and all she would have left was depression because of another failure.
One day, the writer met a puppy who happily stayed by her side. The puppy was small, covered in chocolate colored fur, and had floppy ears that she loved to have scratched behind. That puppy introduced her to something she'd never heard of before, something called... fan-fiction.
Fan-fiction brought a revolution to the writer's comfortable habits. It's one thing to call yourself a writer, to write copiously but secretively and never show your work to a soul. It takes guts, heart, and nerve to place your work out where others can see it, read it, and comment.
So the writer was swept away in the flood of comments and reviews. Her work wasn't perfect --the earliest pieces would never have a place on the New York Times Bestsellers List, but it was received well, liked, and complimented.
Encouragement from strangers around the world kept the writer churning out new stories and new ideas.