OMG YOU GUYS I THINK MY BIG BANG JUST TURNED INTO SHANE/BRENDON/SPENCER.



THIS WAS NOT THE PLAN.



CURSE YOU, RYAN ROSS.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AWESOME NEW CANON OF EXTREME AWESOMENESS!!!


I don't even care that it is completely destroying my Big Bang fic...although, crap, it is totally destroying my Big Bang fic, did Shane and Brendon live together in Vegas? Or did we just assume that was where they were living, when actually they were in LA the whole time? IS SHANE THERE NOW?

I NEED TO KNOW THESE THINGS, OKAY, I MAY HAVE TO TEAR UP ABOUT HALF THIS FIC. RYAN ROSS, TELL US MORE. IT IS FOR ART, NOT FOR STALKING.
IDK, y'all, this story is sort of springing from my head fully formed.

Brendon/Shane! Epic misunderstandings! (And I mean really, really epic.) Fake boyfriends who don't know they are fake! Real boyfriends who don't know they are real! Snarky band members! Scene queens!

THIS FIC WILL HAVE IT ALL.
I'm thinking about [livejournal.com profile] bandombigbang.

Thinking hard.

Because, on the one hand, I really, really, really have to do well this semester. (But honestly, if I could actually prioritize, I would have plenty of time.)

On the other, I have three fics I'm pretty sure will wind up around the twenty thou mark; I could write the Emma AU, the Hallucinatory Boyfriend fic, or the artistic athletes fic.

On the first hand, I do stress about these things and hate myself when I fail to deliver.

On the second hand, ART or a MIX for my very own fic! I would kind of love that.

IT'S SO HARD TO DECIDE.
I've gotten tired of trying to remember what order the story goes in, so now I have an outline.

Excerpts from the outline:

SHENANIGANS IN THE CLOSET POSSIBLY INVOLVING A COBRA

DOORMAN THINKS THIS IS JWALK HAHAHAHAHA

SNOWBALL FIIIIIIIIIIIGHT

I KNOW THAT BECAUSE YOU USED TO HAVE A CRUSH ON SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP

RANDOM SMALL SPARKLY DUDE WTF


My thought processes are SO COHERENT, dudes.
Yesterday's Thing That Made Me Happy (Day Three)


I really am just bouncing up and down over the While You Were Sleeping fic. It is FUN TO WRITE!! It has secret tattoos and adoptive families and guitar teachers and record contracts and ZACK THE MARSHMALLOW, and I got to spend about half of yesterday just writing, writing, writing.

I LOVE TO WRITE. I DON'T ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT, BUT IT'S TRUE.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT TO WRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITE.

My mood keeps changing!

I want to write the hallucination-boyfriend fic and I want to write the faily middle school fic and I want to write the girlfriends fic and I want to write the Mormon picnic fic and I want to write the documentary of their seekrit luv fic and I want to write the faily flirting-with-Greta fic and I flipflop so quickly that I can't manage more than like, six sentences in any of them before I want to change channels again.


I shouldn't complain, because at least I have things I want to write! But--arggghh.

Okay.


[Poll #1302946]


I swear I will finish at least the listed scene by tomorrow morning--voting closes in about an hour and a half, when I've eaten and showered.
You know you're a bandomer when:


You see a guy riding a unicycle, and all you can think is OMG BRENDON ON A UNICYCLE!!

(It's totally going into the daredevil fic, btw.)


I have lots of school whining to do but am refraining till I have home internet. (SOON, PLEASE GOD.)
Question:

Brendon's magical tiara which fixes things

...valid plot bunny? Or INSANITY GIVEN VOICE?
While I was in Kentucky, there was a Clueless marathon on the hotel TV, and having never seen it, I watched it whilst doing other things with my hands. I quite liked it--more than I thought I would--and it inspired me to rewatch Emma with my mother tonight.

Do you know how clearly bandom has taken over my brain?

I immediately began to rewrite it as an AU.

But think about it! It's perfect!

Ryan is the vain young star! Spencer is his oldest friend whose opinion he trusts above all others! Brendon is his dorky friend who is in love with a laid-back weed farmer named Jon, when Ryan tries to set him up with a slimeball (idk, any ideas?). Pete is the glamorous, arrogant, flashy guy who motivates Ryan to be mean trying to impress him, but secretly is engaged to a quiet, polite young man who is very musically talented!

IT ALL FITS.
So this week I am staying with a family while the parents are on a cruise, and they do not have wireless internet.

I'm annoyed by this. These children nap and go to bed and go play at friends' houses, leaving me alone with nothing to do.

On the other hand, it is kind of FORCING me to write instead of re-reading old favorites, so have a bit of:

even in the woods, Ryan Ross still texts his best friend to discuss boys )
and
Brendon Urie: gymnast )
So I am back! Computered and happy!


Things that are going on with me:


--LAST SEMESTER OF COMMUNITY COLLEGE FTEFW! I am taking two English classes (bah)-- Business Writing for Dummies (required: write a memo NO I'M NOT KIDDING) and Diverse American Literature--and bowling. The English classes do not start until June. The bowling class is being taught by a very funny old man who has an awesome and very personal and kind teaching method which I thoroughly approve of as a student of "how to teach well" and find extremely stressful on a personal level because...well, largely because I am a freak. All the people in the class smile and make me welcome and I try to pull my shell over my head (literally, we're back to the tension cramps.)

--When elementary school ends, they are sending me to teach in the baby room for my last two months at the preschool where I work. Guys. There are PRACTICAL NEWBORNS in there. I get to watch them grow!

--The first week in June I am attending a Panic concert, going up to my new college to see an advisor, going to Kentucky for the wedding of one of the dearest people in the world, and getting some medical testing done. I am looking forward to all of it but the last, but on the other hand it means that while having fun I can eat whatever the hell I want, because I have to be off my gluten-free diet for the tests to work.

--July is still LONDON BABY, although my teachers are being annoying about letting me know the summer schedule. I can't quite make up my mind whether I want to go back to my work after London or just quit and go and have a month to myself.

--Things in the mail that are awesome: DVDs of my favorite comfort TV show, the T-shirt I designed with Panic stick figures on it, restoration CDs so that I have my laptop back (baby I missed you)

--Things I am writing: the J2 Big Bang that never got very far because of RL swamping me, two Panic stories (one GSF, one Brendon/Ryan that will probably become GSF in the sequel), the John/Bobby

--Things I am editing for friends: one HSM fic that I am thrilled about, one novel that I FOUND OUT YESTERDAY IS GOING TO BE PUBLISHED \o/ because my friends rock

--I got my grades back, and I made an A minus in BOTH classes


Guys, life can be awesome when I put my mind to it.
I know I have to write this from ONE PERSON'S point of view.

THE ENTIRE PLOT FALLS APART, otherwise.

It feels completely unnatural, however.

*sigh*

Somebody send Twizzlers. I will look at them every time I need inspiration.
OUTLINE OUTLINE I HAVE AN OUTLINE!!!

PRAISE THE MUSE!!

(Of course, my version of an outline consists of Then This Happens OOOOOO But With This Twist--complete with the OOOOO, literally--but I will take what I can get. This story has a PLACE TO GO)

Does anybody know where I can find a Sophia Bush primer as she has become a major character unexpectedly and I know basically that CMM managed to fool her into thinking he was a good investment for a while, and that's all?
Dear Muse,

We have three--count 'em, three--bunnies that we are writing for Big Bang. THREE. BUNNIES. That we are excited about! Not just me! You too! Lots of fun! Lots of creativity! We need to be working!

Now? Now is not the time for you to be writing me a ten-thousand-word bandom prequel to the fic [livejournal.com profile] shibbyskids has only written three hundred words of so far, in my dreams.

Dammit, Allie.

Grumpily,
Lu
I SIGNED UP FOR BIG BANG.

I am officially crazy.

(and SO EXCITED OMG)
INDEFINITE HIATUS IN FAVOR OF REAPER MY LEFT ANKLE



Not that Reaper isn't cute, okay, but are you kidding me?? They can't shift us around! OUR BUBBLE WILL POP.

I AM VERY WORRIED AND RATHER HET UP.



WHY DOES OUR NETWORK HATE US? WHYWHYWHY?????????




ETA: In tangentially related news, BIG BANG IS COMING AGAIN!! The only problem with this is that I now have to choose between my J2 fic that is going to be a million miles long and my SPN fic that is going to be a million miles long.
So, my fic's beta was not going to be able to work on it for a couple of weeks after I sent it to her.

This is great! I said to myself. You will for once in your life be forced to not immediately post this fic and then two days later discover everything that is wrong with it!

You will not look at this fic again until you have your beta's notes on it, I commanded myself. Fresh eyes! That's what you need! I told myself.

...I think I lasted two days. Since then, there have been revisions.

I weep for my willpower.

No wonder I suck at Nanoing.

I am a crazy person. *uses icon to express self fully*
*uses this emoticon for the first time ever*

\o/

I just passed ten thousand words AND I only have a chapter and a half left! GO ME!!
I promised myself I would not catch up on SGA until I finished writing this fic, because SGA wrecks my J2/Spn voice like no other.

My spoiler policy for SGA is: they will not keep me from the fic and icons. I do not actively seek them out, but I do not mind.

So. I just saw a very pretty icon post, which tells me the episodes have been awesome.

Blast.

*goes back to niggling at Bunny from Hell*

P.S. I apologise for spamming but when I am writing I am on the computer and when I am frustrated with writing this journal is right there.

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