Yuletide reveals, woohoo!
Jan. 1st, 2012 11:42 amAlas, I have not gotten a chance to read almost anything than my own gift fic this year, but seeing as it was an amazing fic, I'm okay with that.
First off,
calliopes_pen wrote me The Nosferatu Effect (My Best Friend Is A Vampire), which -- okay, if you have seen the movie, you NEED to read it. I've asked for the same prompt every other year or so, which is basically Jeremy years down the line, and whether he ever got to read through that book, and what happens if he runs into the Professor down the line. This story is everything I ever wanted from that prompt. Everybody from the movie gets a mention, and there's a sweetly realistic and in-character approach to what's happened to everybody since the movie ended. I highly recommend it. :)
As for my stories:
He Does Landscapes (Titanic), for Milady -- Milady asked for Rose fic, which I was thrilled about because Rose is my favorite character from the movie by far. This is in spite of the fact that James Cameron writes women as if he's never actually met or interacted with one and perhaps thinks they're mythical creatures, but you can get away with a lot when you cast Gloria Stuart and Kate Winslet. That said, I rewatched the movie again and again and again, and inevitably I was drawn by old Rose's line about how it's been 84 years and she can still smell the fresh paint. For all that I loathe James Cameron as a writer, it's a great line, because of course the paint smell would stick with someone who sculpts and paints and has exquisite taste in art. After that, I just went off on the paint-as-a-metaphor tangent.
Patience (The Lost Boys), for
fourfreedoms -- I kept an eye out on the pinch-hit list just in case there was anything that begged for me to write it, and
fourfreedoms's Lost Boys prompt called to me. It was basically Michael/Sam, which I was totally up for (seriously, they are super-slashy movie), but then I got piled on by plotbunnies when she mentioned that Sam and Michael's relationship was probably hat attracted her to Sam and Dean. Then I couldn't get the picture of the two of them piling into Grandpa's car and going off to fight vampires out of my mind.
Aaaaaaaaand now it's time for me to go edit. Again. My work is never, ever, EVER done, it seems. *sigh*
First off,
As for my stories:
He Does Landscapes (Titanic), for Milady -- Milady asked for Rose fic, which I was thrilled about because Rose is my favorite character from the movie by far. This is in spite of the fact that James Cameron writes women as if he's never actually met or interacted with one and perhaps thinks they're mythical creatures, but you can get away with a lot when you cast Gloria Stuart and Kate Winslet. That said, I rewatched the movie again and again and again, and inevitably I was drawn by old Rose's line about how it's been 84 years and she can still smell the fresh paint. For all that I loathe James Cameron as a writer, it's a great line, because of course the paint smell would stick with someone who sculpts and paints and has exquisite taste in art. After that, I just went off on the paint-as-a-metaphor tangent.
Patience (The Lost Boys), for
Aaaaaaaaand now it's time for me to go edit. Again. My work is never, ever, EVER done, it seems. *sigh*