Will post a proper update concerning the R.E.M. Concert of Awesome. But first, a few minor fic-related frustrations.
Because I'm a moron, I signed up for the Summer Blockbuster Ficathon over at
geekfiction. I normally avoid the ficathons there as I defaulted on the last two (just like I've defaulted on basically every ficathon I've ever done), but this seemed like a nice, low-pressure thing. And I can write for Miami fairly easily, so I could trot out the crack!fic readily. Since this ficathon encourages you to be as nonsensical and wild as your average summer blockbuster, I figured this would be a good time to roll out that half-formed crackfic idea I had. I even started writing it.
Unfortunately, as with most ficathons, we're assigned a randomized prompt, this one from the AFI "100 Years, 100 Quotes" list. But no problem - there were a lot of quotes that worked with the fic I had planned.
And then the quote I got assigned? "Plastics". From The Graduate.
What. The hell. Am I supposed to do. With that?
(Note: I don't mean to bitch, really. It's just that...the one time I might actually finish this ficathon, I get a prompt I've got no idea what to do with. Bah.)
That said, I've sort of got the germ of an idea for a Catherine/Greg fic that plays up the age difference.
Greg: Ms. Willows, you're trying to seduce me. Aren't you?
Catherine: Just run the samples, Greg.
But still. It's not what I had in mind, and I really don't want to ditch another ficathon.
Phooey. I should just not sign up for these things.
Because I'm a moron, I signed up for the Summer Blockbuster Ficathon over at
Unfortunately, as with most ficathons, we're assigned a randomized prompt, this one from the AFI "100 Years, 100 Quotes" list. But no problem - there were a lot of quotes that worked with the fic I had planned.
And then the quote I got assigned? "Plastics". From The Graduate.
What. The hell. Am I supposed to do. With that?
(Note: I don't mean to bitch, really. It's just that...the one time I might actually finish this ficathon, I get a prompt I've got no idea what to do with. Bah.)
That said, I've sort of got the germ of an idea for a Catherine/Greg fic that plays up the age difference.
Greg: Ms. Willows, you're trying to seduce me. Aren't you?
Catherine: Just run the samples, Greg.
But still. It's not what I had in mind, and I really don't want to ditch another ficathon.
Phooey. I should just not sign up for these things.
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