hp look back: Eight Ways From Sunday
Aug. 9th, 2011 12:29 pmThis entry is going to be a little more self-indulgent. Soundtrack to come!
Eight Ways from Sunday: Seamus/Dean, Harry/Hermione, Draco/Ginny, Ron/Padma, R, 70,000 words total. A sixth-year post-GoF ensemble comic romance.
It could be standing before you, needing a bit of a push. Or sitting beside you, waiting for you to let go. Perhaps it's sneaking up from behind, hoping you will turn around. But sometimes, love falls from a clear blue sky, and you just have to catch it. How do you decide which is the right path, when you're only sixteen?
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EWFS turns out to be a remarkably difficult fic to talk about because it's the center of everything, the beginning of everything. It's where I learned that I could write, where I figured out how to write, where I started understanding how to take all these classic romantic comedies I grew up on and the sprawling ensemble epics that I read and put them together in some way that made sense. It's the second story of any substance (other than little ficlets on the FA boards) that I ever wrote, so I guess I dove into the deep end! Because of EWFS, I ended up in Nocturne Alley playing Seamus. Because of EWFS, people started to find out who I was in certain parts of fandom even before the whole friend-of thing. So it's probably the story, or one of the stories anyway, that's closest to my heart.
( some more detailed thoughts on the actual writing of the story )
Which brings me to the title. Eight Ways From Sunday is a reference both to that old saying of six ways to Sunday, altered to be about the eight main characters, but is also a reference to the Noble Eightfold Path in Buddhism. I remember that Ely and I mapped out the paths to the characters, but I can't replicate that without her here, so you'll have to trust me that at the time it totally worked. This bit of Ely-inspired hidden spirituality will come back in the sequel.
Eight Ways from Sunday: Seamus/Dean, Harry/Hermione, Draco/Ginny, Ron/Padma, R, 70,000 words total. A sixth-year post-GoF ensemble comic romance.
It could be standing before you, needing a bit of a push. Or sitting beside you, waiting for you to let go. Perhaps it's sneaking up from behind, hoping you will turn around. But sometimes, love falls from a clear blue sky, and you just have to catch it. How do you decide which is the right path, when you're only sixteen?
EWFS turns out to be a remarkably difficult fic to talk about because it's the center of everything, the beginning of everything. It's where I learned that I could write, where I figured out how to write, where I started understanding how to take all these classic romantic comedies I grew up on and the sprawling ensemble epics that I read and put them together in some way that made sense. It's the second story of any substance (other than little ficlets on the FA boards) that I ever wrote, so I guess I dove into the deep end! Because of EWFS, I ended up in Nocturne Alley playing Seamus. Because of EWFS, people started to find out who I was in certain parts of fandom even before the whole friend-of thing. So it's probably the story, or one of the stories anyway, that's closest to my heart.
( some more detailed thoughts on the actual writing of the story )
Which brings me to the title. Eight Ways From Sunday is a reference both to that old saying of six ways to Sunday, altered to be about the eight main characters, but is also a reference to the Noble Eightfold Path in Buddhism. I remember that Ely and I mapped out the paths to the characters, but I can't replicate that without her here, so you'll have to trust me that at the time it totally worked. This bit of Ely-inspired hidden spirituality will come back in the sequel.