I really should be worrying about finals. also, prompts!

[bedlamsbard]

Okay. So. Dust. I have a slight(ly odd) problem about getting back into it, aside from what can be summed up as "issues".

I, um, want it to be gen again.

See, I started out writing gen, and then I detoured into this weird phase for a while there where everything I wrote was shipping, and then I was started to edge back into gen, and now there's the original which is shippy, and I want to write gen again. Also, all the fics I have? I can reread everything (at the moment) but the shippy stuff. Which -- I have problems rereading the last few chapters of Dust. And I am kind of nervous to start writing it again.

Interestingly, I also currently have no interest in the back half of the Golden Age. I'll get back to you if I'm curious about the front half.

But I want to write Dust, damnit.

So! In the vague hope that I can slowly back into the flow of writing Narnia, prompts! If any of y'all suffered through that first bit of this post and are still here, that is. *grins*

ETA: Oh, I am going old school, it's not so much that I want to write gen, it's that I want to write outsider POV. In a novel-length wherein four of the seven POVs are insiders...this could be a little hard.

Comments

[juliekarasik]

Not sure what to say on the gen/not gen thing. I wouldn't have a problem with the not-gen plot threads getting sidelined... or is it more a problem with them not fitting at all into the story you want to be telling now?

But, prompts. Howsabout.... Mayor, mud, and mayhem? (yes, he IS my favorite of all of your OC's)

[bedlamsbard]

It's not the plots so much as -- *flaps hands* Well, there wasn't really actually a non-gen plot thread. (Um. That I am aware of.) But -- I'm not sure, exactly.

[bedlamsbard]

Mayor isn't actually when his life hit the point where he thinks saving a human boy from the Leadbeater twins is a good idea, but somehow he finds himself in between that new human, the one from Land's End, and Gunderic Leadbeater's fist, gloomily bidding farewell to the remnants of his dignity.

To Mayor's surprise, Gunderic pulls his punch. Maybe he's surprised. Maybe he actually does have a self-preservation extinct.

"What the fuck're you doin', Mayor?" he demands. "You got a taste for white meat, or something?"

Mayor bares his teeth delicately. "Maybe I do," he says, and eyes Gailamir over Gunderic's shoulder. "Maybe I just don't like the idea of all of us having to do laps in the yard until the Nose is bored just because you two like starting in fights. My mum'll have my hide if I come in with mud all over again."

"Huh," Gailamir says, apparently considering the outcome of his actions for the first time.

"Besides," Mayor says, delivering the final argument, "just think what Hesychia will say if she has to get mud in her fur again."

Gailamir rears back, eyes going wide, and grabs his twin's arm. "Come on," he says, "if Mayor's a human-lover, that's his problem."

"Oh, just because you've got it for some nanny --"

Gunderic's still protesting as Gailamir drags him off.

The human levers himself away from the wall, unclenching his fists. He smells like fear, and has gone a funny pale color. Mayor doesn't see humans often in the Pearl. "Thank --"

"Don't even talk to me," Mayor instructs. "I just didn't want to have to run again." And he leaves, hearing the human's fast breathing behind him.

The human catches up with him at lunch. "Look," he says, "I know I'm -- not what you usually see around here --"

"Oh, you think?" Mayor demands, gritting his teeth as he hears Hyacinth snickering. He decides he hates rusalki.

The human goes an interesting color. "Look, this isn't exactly what I'm used to, either! I'm from Land's End, and -- I'm not -- look, okay, fine, you don't want to talk to me, that's fine. Anyway. My name's Elizar Confesor."

Mayor eyes him. "May Your Life Be Long and Your Enemies Honorable," he says, and the human -- Elizar Confesor -- blinks, opening his mouth. "My name," he adds, irritated. "Everyone calls me Mayor."

"Nice to meet you, Mayor," the human says politely. "Um --"

"Now get away from me," Mayor says, and shoves past him.

[juliekarasik]

Eeee! That is most excellent. :)

[bedlamsbard]

They had a good start. :)