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turpsI want to talk about Sound Tracking a little bit.
While comment numbers are nothing to write home about, the comments I am getting are making me so happy. People who read and get what the universe is about. How it's music and sound that can be heard and used in so many ways. It's the central theme of the whole universe, and each comment I get that understands that. It's just wow. It's no secret I had issues while I was writing, mainly because I was so unsure of my world building and the length of the story freaked me out. So many times I emailed people and questioned what the hell was I doing, and each time they emailed back, calmed me down and sent me on my way, and I wrote and wrote and changed and it may be big headed, but I'm proud of the story I ended up with.
This feels stupid, but I'll cut for specifics in case people haven't read yet and actually want to.
I'm still unsure whether I labelled the story correctly. I used gen, and it wasn't until after, when I saw some comments on del.icio.us and Turlough's rec that I realised that could be misleading. I won't say wrong, because technically it is gen. There's no sex, no kissing. Like I said to Mouse when I was emailing her, it could be said I'd written bandom smarm, which makes me go all /o\, because there's hand-holding and sleeping in the same bed, but it never goes further than that. The story was always intended to be Gerard/Bob, but I couldn't naturally fit that relationship into the story. The groundwork is there for sure, the same as it's there for Mikey/Frank/Pete -- and because I know![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nopseud will bring it up, Patrick/Pete *g* -- but actual relationships would have been wrong in this story, when they're all healing.
Which is why I'll be writing more in the universe at some point next year. I have ends to tie up. Bob and his new crew have good to do in the world. I also want to talk about what happened to Mikey and Frank when they were away, which will really push the h/c further than I've ever written. A case of to hell with the implied warnings, lets get to the actual nasty stuff.
I guess it's just a case of this is a universe I'm not finished with. The thought of more Bob in Spaaace fill with me glee, and intimidates me at the same time. Really, I can't wait to start.
Bob in SPAAAAACE! Long may you fly the ribbons of sound, your crew at your side.
Also, I've been thinking about a hockey AU. This is due to a combination of various people emailing and my many years of following the Durham Wasps. See, a two line team would mean I'd have 10 people to play with plus the net minder. The team would suck, I'm talking bottom of the league here.
The first line could have My Chem, the second Panic and FOB. So, we have Gerard, who's team captain and does the best inspirational team talks ever, but has issues even hitting the puck. He keeps getting boarded and cross-checked and always looks so baffled when it happens, sitting on the ice all huge eyes and down turned mouth. Of course this makes the rest of his team extra protective, like, most of the time Mikey skates leisurely up and down the rink, and spends time leaning against the boards, except he's a mean fucker with his elbows, and will skate past and jab at anyone in his way, always aiming for the neck. Frank is lightening fast, but spends as much time in the penalty box as he does on the ice. Ray's hair always sticks out of his helmet, as does Joe's.
They suck so much no one will sponsor them until they sent Brendon around all the local businesses and he looked at people, all eyes and pout until they got enough money to get plain hockey tops that they had to decorate themselves. They try not to remember the great craft disaster night when Ryan glue gunned a plastic flower to Gerard's head after hours of intense arguments. Still, they compromised in the end and now their uniforms have skulls with flowers for eyes.
I don't even know. I just keep thinking of Jon wandering through the rink, skates slung over his shoulders and wearing flip flops. Bob throwing down when one of his team gets charged into the boards. Them finally getting a power play in the last minute of the third period and knowing they're going to lose big again, but still cheering when Brendon skates rings around the defence and grabs a late goal.
Really, someone needs to write this for me. Or else, tell me if it already exists.
While comment numbers are nothing to write home about, the comments I am getting are making me so happy. People who read and get what the universe is about. How it's music and sound that can be heard and used in so many ways. It's the central theme of the whole universe, and each comment I get that understands that. It's just wow. It's no secret I had issues while I was writing, mainly because I was so unsure of my world building and the length of the story freaked me out. So many times I emailed people and questioned what the hell was I doing, and each time they emailed back, calmed me down and sent me on my way, and I wrote and wrote and changed and it may be big headed, but I'm proud of the story I ended up with.
This feels stupid, but I'll cut for specifics in case people haven't read yet and actually want to.
I'm still unsure whether I labelled the story correctly. I used gen, and it wasn't until after, when I saw some comments on del.icio.us and Turlough's rec that I realised that could be misleading. I won't say wrong, because technically it is gen. There's no sex, no kissing. Like I said to Mouse when I was emailing her, it could be said I'd written bandom smarm, which makes me go all /o\, because there's hand-holding and sleeping in the same bed, but it never goes further than that. The story was always intended to be Gerard/Bob, but I couldn't naturally fit that relationship into the story. The groundwork is there for sure, the same as it's there for Mikey/Frank/Pete -- and because I know
nopseud will bring it up, Patrick/Pete *g* -- but actual relationships would have been wrong in this story, when they're all healing.Which is why I'll be writing more in the universe at some point next year. I have ends to tie up. Bob and his new crew have good to do in the world. I also want to talk about what happened to Mikey and Frank when they were away, which will really push the h/c further than I've ever written. A case of to hell with the implied warnings, lets get to the actual nasty stuff.
I guess it's just a case of this is a universe I'm not finished with. The thought of more Bob in Spaaace fill with me glee, and intimidates me at the same time. Really, I can't wait to start.
Bob in SPAAAAACE! Long may you fly the ribbons of sound, your crew at your side.
Also, I've been thinking about a hockey AU. This is due to a combination of various people emailing and my many years of following the Durham Wasps. See, a two line team would mean I'd have 10 people to play with plus the net minder. The team would suck, I'm talking bottom of the league here.
The first line could have My Chem, the second Panic and FOB. So, we have Gerard, who's team captain and does the best inspirational team talks ever, but has issues even hitting the puck. He keeps getting boarded and cross-checked and always looks so baffled when it happens, sitting on the ice all huge eyes and down turned mouth. Of course this makes the rest of his team extra protective, like, most of the time Mikey skates leisurely up and down the rink, and spends time leaning against the boards, except he's a mean fucker with his elbows, and will skate past and jab at anyone in his way, always aiming for the neck. Frank is lightening fast, but spends as much time in the penalty box as he does on the ice. Ray's hair always sticks out of his helmet, as does Joe's.
They suck so much no one will sponsor them until they sent Brendon around all the local businesses and he looked at people, all eyes and pout until they got enough money to get plain hockey tops that they had to decorate themselves. They try not to remember the great craft disaster night when Ryan glue gunned a plastic flower to Gerard's head after hours of intense arguments. Still, they compromised in the end and now their uniforms have skulls with flowers for eyes.
I don't even know. I just keep thinking of Jon wandering through the rink, skates slung over his shoulders and wearing flip flops. Bob throwing down when one of his team gets charged into the boards. Them finally getting a power play in the last minute of the third period and knowing they're going to lose big again, but still cheering when Brendon skates rings around the defence and grabs a late goal.
Really, someone needs to write this for me. Or else, tell me if it already exists.
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Date: 2008-11-24 03:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-24 03:11 pm (UTC)And there's no bad you at all. You read it and it's not even your fandom. That means so much.
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Date: 2008-11-24 03:07 pm (UTC)Also, the prospect of more Bob in Spaaaace does not make sad (even though I am still editing slowly ...)
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Date: 2008-11-24 03:14 pm (UTC)Maybe after SeSa.
Edit as slow as you need. And man, more Bob in Spaaace! It makes me happy, but also as nervous as all hell.
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Date: 2008-11-24 03:43 pm (UTC)And your Bob is simply sublime. I love him to bits.
You're hockey AU! *laughs and laughs* Oh, I can see this so clearly. And yes, skulls with flower eyes! [I think I like the hot-glue incident best. :D]
In conclusion: Mikeyway.
Postcript: *hugs*
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Date: 2008-11-24 05:32 pm (UTC)I am glad you liked it so much though. It's a verse I love a lot, so knowing other people do so too is fantastic.
They do all need to heal. Mikey needs time to learn how to trust again. Right now Frank is pretty much the only one he trusts completely, which isn't healthy at all. Him and Frank heading off like they did was very self destructive behavior. Yeah, they needed to take back control of their lives, but they picked a bad way to do so.
Really they all need to get out and kick slave trader butt. It'll help them all.
The hockey AU is giving me glee. I've decided for extra ridiculousness it needs to be set around high school age. Maybe them needing gym credits and they refuse everything until all that's left is the hockey team no one ever wants to join because the rink is falling down and the school team hasn't actually won a game in years. Of course the ages will magically adjust so everyone can be there.
So! One day Mikey is leaning against the boards, watching Gerard attempt to take the practice drills, and Pete skates up next to him, and they sort of hang out not saying anything.
They do that for weeks, never saying anything until the day that Mikey clicks that Pete is actually a jock from the soccer programme so why the heck has he joined this loser team? So he pushes up his helmet and raises an eyebrow and asks, why are you even here? And Pete's all. For you Mikeyway. So Mikey sort of nods and goes back to watching the drills.
Encouraged, Pete skates in front of him, and he's got the toe of his blade in the ice, and he tells Mikey that he's borrowed his mom's car and can give him a lift home, and Mikey's all. 'Well I came with Gerard'. So Pete's all, mope mope mope, right, and he goes to skate away when Mikey tells him. 'I tell Gee I'm going with you' and he does, and then skates off the ice and Pete didn't mean go now because practice just started, but Gerard just looks at him, throws up his arms and says, go!
The hot glue incident was vicious! Now when Gerard and Ryan get in to one of their 'artistic differences' discussions everyone runs away and leaves them to it :)
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Date: 2008-11-24 03:44 pm (UTC)My only complaint is that it can't possibly come soon enough. But SeSa and Holidays so I suppoooose I understand. ;D
Also, I don't think the Gen title is misleading. I mean, if anything, if someone didn't want to see Bob and Gerard in that story as anything more then super close then that would have been easy. Because there wasn't and fondling or the such. Which. *grin* I can't wait for that to change.
And the idea of Pete/Frank/Mikey just about broke my brain. Then you mentioed Pete/Patrick and it broke again. Because, yes. And, YES! I just. Can you please turn this universe into a weekly series so I can just sit around for hours watching it on tv? Cause. Ineedit, ya'll!
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Date: 2008-11-24 07:18 pm (UTC)Yeah, I am writing more, have planned to do so while I was writing the main story, even. It's just a case of when. Especially as it'll be pretty hard going.
If it helps I can tell you I've plotted something short in the universe that'll hopefully be posted as my bandom holiday fic. Depending on how SeSa goes anyway. That has to come first right now.
You're right, gen does work. As do other labels, it's all in how you look I guess. But yeah, that will change, but it's me we're talking about so sadly there'll be no wild porn *g*
Pete/Mikey/Frank are my OT3!
Hee. A weekly show of Bob in Spaaaace! That would be fun. Bob freeing slaves. Bob making pancakes with Gerard. Bob and Ray jamming in the hold.
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Date: 2008-11-24 10:25 pm (UTC)Wheeeeee!! *bounce* *bounce* *bounce* Though I totally agree that SeSa has to come first!
A weekly Bob in Spaaace! show would be awesome!
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Date: 2008-11-25 03:38 pm (UTC)I think I'd go insane with a weekly Bob In Spaaace! *g*
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Date: 2008-11-24 04:46 pm (UTC)The hockey au now; those new details fill me with glee, sis. GLEE! You have to write the fic because no-one could di it the Terri-way and I think this fic needs the Terri-touch *nods* Sounds like such a cute and dorky fic! It'd totally work and make me flail and melt on the spot.
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Date: 2008-11-24 05:58 pm (UTC)OMG! The hockey AU! It kills me. If it weren't for SeSa I'd be writing it right now! I'm thinking Spencer could be in goal. When they first volunteer him he gets all pissy because he thinks they're calling him fat, but it's not that at all! And in fact he's a good goalie. Except once, when Brendon got cross-checked really high and ended up crashing into the boards, Spacer threw off his pads and flew across the ice wanting vengeance. He got a gross misconduct for that and Joe had to go into goal. It didn't go well.
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Date: 2008-11-24 09:07 pm (UTC)Glee, I tell you, sis, GLEE!
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Date: 2008-11-24 10:22 pm (UTC)ETA: I knew there was something I'd forgotten! If they're going to start functioning as a crew in a proper way and be effective at kicking slaver butt I totally think they'll need Brian. Bob can't go on carrying them all, he'll need someone else who's good at being responsible and planning things.
That hockey AU is fabulous! Brian could be their trainer, his life would be so hard :-)
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Date: 2008-11-25 03:41 pm (UTC)You know, I never even thought of bringing in Brian. Yet he could fit in nicely. You've got me thinking now.
And yeah. Brian gets so exasperated by them all!
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Date: 2008-11-25 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-24 10:55 pm (UTC)A Hockey AU!! Sounds like a great time!
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Date: 2008-11-25 03:36 pm (UTC)It is a great time! Though it's not helping my SeSa writing plans.
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Date: 2008-11-24 11:00 pm (UTC)Oh man, hockey bandom boys sounds so GOOD. SKULLS WITH FLOWERS FOR EYES. Oh, Ryan. <3333
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:48 pm (UTC)Dude. The hockey bandom boys has hold of my heart! Which is bad! I have other things to write!
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Date: 2008-11-25 05:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-25 03:29 pm (UTC)Sequels will happen. It's just a case of when.
It does make sense, yes.
Labelling can be so complicated, and it really shouldn't be.
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Date: 2008-11-27 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-11-30 05:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-07 07:20 pm (UTC)With the labeling thing: I labeled it in my delicious tags as pre-slash because I read in the comments that you were planning on writing more and got very, very hopeful.
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Date: 2008-12-08 03:12 pm (UTC)You make me smile. Yeah, the story was always intended to be Bob/Gerard but I just couldn't fit that into the first story. Which means, more!