August 5th, 2013

free fall

MORE Big Bang :( dun want any more big bang /creys

When you're working on a long fic, do you ever get overwhelmed by all of the story elements, to the point where you just want to take every thing into isolation and work on all the pieces in separate, unconnected fics?

That's the point I'm at right now.

WHICH WOULD BE BRILLIANT.

IF I'D LEFT MYSELF TIME FOR THAT.

BUT I DID NOT.

;_______;

So instead it's just me slogging through a bunch of scenes that are tonally at odds and thematically muddled. Like, I don't know how to talk about serious emotional issues in one scene and also be sarcastic and grotesque in the next scene without doing a disservice to the emotional things. A generic feat I have yet to master. :S Props to you, Show. Four for you.

Spoilers/Trigger Warning (suicide):
And when I mean tonally at odds I mean that it's hard to go from a scene where two characters are re-living one of their suicides, to return to a world where metaphors are literal.

"Well, you look like hell warmed over," Ellen greets Dean the next morning.

"If you ever need leftovers, I know where you can find some." Dean lays his head on the table, fingers woven together behind his neck. He groans and forces himself upright again before the thought turns literal. He doesn't want to deal with all the thread.