I need to get back into writing, the same way I need oxygen to breathe. It's been over a year though and I could do with some prompts.  See my tags for subjects/fandoms/pairings/formats I'm comfortable with, but I'm flexible. Be as specific or as vague as you like.

 

I can't promise to be quick, but this would really help me begin to edge back in...

Fandom: Third Star
Title: You Fell With Me
Character/Pairing: James/Davy
Length: c.1000 words
Rating: PG (language; also subject matter).
Spoilers: Spoilers for the film! Also for the inspiration piece.
Warnings: Well, the end of the film.

Disclaimer: Third Star belongs to the wonderful and inimitable Vaughan Sivell and Hattie Dalton, and Western Edge (and all the other studios that you tend to gather when scratching around the independent film industry for money, I guess, but it’s Mr Sivell’s really). No ownership is implied or inferred. This is done for love of one of the best films I’ve ever seen only.

Summary: Companion piece to Remember Where We Fell. James is waiting.

AN: My very dear [livejournal.com profile] irisbleufic wrote the most amazing Third Star fic in Remember Where We Fell, and through hesitancy and fear I’ve only just got around to reading it. After I was done sobbing my heart out (seriously, I don’t know any other fanfic author who can so reliably make me cry) I realised that the other side of the story was loitering in my head. And she liked it enough to let me post it. So [livejournal.com profile] irisbleufic, friend, beta, mentor: this is yours.


You Fell With Me )
Fandom: Third Star
Title: Better, Best, Unbearable
Character/Pairing: James/Davy (friendship or one-sided slash, take it as you like it).
Length: 800 words
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Spoilers for the end of the film. Not sure why you’d read this if you haven’t seen the film, I do recommend the film first because Mr Sivell is a much much better writer than me.
Warnings: Well, the end of the film.

Disclaimer: Third Star belongs to the wonderfun and inimitable Vaughan Sivell and Hattie Dalton, and Western Edge (and all the other studios/companies that you tend to gather when scratching around the independent film industry for money, I guess, but it’s Mr Sivell’s really). No ownership is implied or inferred. This is done for love of one of the best films I’ve ever seen only.

Summary: After returning home from Barafundle Bay, Davy reflects on his relationship with James, and all the things left unsaid.

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AN: Okay, I’m breaking three rules here. (1) I don’t write in the second person. When I realised I was going to do that I had a minor fit, but I couldn’t make it work any other way, so I hope it works. (2) I don’t just write and post, I try to leave space for drafting, but I haven’t time and I actually like this as is, whereas if I leave it I’ll start to second guess myself. (3) I don’t write fanfic for my favourite films of all time (none of which are explicit fandom films) because I don’t want to ruin them. I saw this four times and got no fic, the fifth I took Storm and we discussed it after, and then I woke up with this growing in the back of my head. It just matured this morning, and I couldn’t help writing it down.

Dedicated to [livejournal.com profile] irisbleufic who told me the most wonderful thing in the world when we first saw the movie. Love you dearly.

Better, Best, Unbearable )

Third Star

May. 31st, 2011 11:37 pm
I haven't mentioned it yet but I've seen this film twice now and it's pretty clearly one of the best films I have ever seen. In one line, Stand By Me for grown-ups, in Wales. It's brilliant, hilarious, bitter, angst, wistful, lonely and simultaneously soul-destroying and wonderfully uplifting.

That's extremely purple prose. But it's TRUE. I can't explain without spoiling it and my brain is a little collapsey. I will write a proper review when I can.

But I want to put down for posterity, there was a Q&A in which I asked TWO WHOLE QUESTIONS (one of which [livejournal.com profile] morelindo LJ'd for posterity), that afterwards I went and rambled at Kelly Broad about what the film had meant to me and she was sweet and lovely, and since I loitered so other people could use my pen for signing I ended up talking to/rambling at Vaughan Sivell about what the film meant to me - which is something I haven't really talked about yet, and won't for a while, but there's a reason beyond my usual themes of life and death and especially death that this film is amazing for me - and will be with me for the rest of my life.

Anyhow, halfway through I started crying. Like a boss. And he gave me the world's best hug and told me that he was glad, once I'd stopped sniffling into his shoulder.

Then I had to run away before I embarrassed myself even more. But oh god, writers are just the best, truly awesome, and this one is one of the best of the best.

Seriously, I'll write a proper review tomorrow. Right now I'm still on flail flail flail squee squee squee. Sometimes the fangirl gene must out, after all.

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