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Word Count: 34,106

I'm behind by about 2,500 words, I think. I didn't write anything on Thursday because I drank a bit and then couldn't focus the rest of the night. Didn't do much on Friday, either, because my roommate had people over to drink and they didn't leave until like 11ish. Plus, I made icons. I have my excuses and I'm not afraid to use them!

I am a bit worried that 34K in, and I haven't gotten anywhere near the important plot points yet. Probably because I'm stuck in the middle and keep dragging out scenes that don't need to be extended.

I have discovered that when I'm stuck, inserting Nico into any scene will guarantee me at least 300 extra words. Plus, it's never not fun to write all the characters' OMG NICO WTF YOU'RE A CREEP reactions.

Instead of a selection today, I want to do another meme! I've seen this one floating around the last couple of weeks, so let's have a go at it.


Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

Date: 2009-11-22 05:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] antistar-e.livejournal.com
After all the monsters were slain, he started thinking maybe she wasn’t so mad at him when he asked her to dance on the top of Statue of Liberty’s head and she didn’t slug him. Hey, he might be clueless most of the time, but he knew a romantic moment in the moonlight at an exotic location when he saw one, even if they were both covered in monster slime and exhausted.

Okay, it wasn’t completely romantic because Nico kept making gagging noises in the background, the New Jersey Port of Authority was yelling at them through megaphones from at the base of the statue, and the media helicopters kept making passes with glaring spotlights, but having Annabeth in his arms and the view of New York City at night more than made up for it.

“Sorry I was late for prom,” Percy muttered, swaying her slowly around so she could get a better view of the city.


THIS.

THIS.

By what stroke of genius did you write this? I REALLY want to know where your brain comes UP with this stuff, because fjdhcsiuhkjfr. I don't think it could be possible that there's a more perfect Percy/Annabeth snippet. I mean, really? It's like you called up Rick Riordan and was like, "Yo, Rick, my homey! So, can you, like, write me this perfectly romantic Percy/Annabeth scene that's not so romantic it's sappy, but romantic enough, and yet totally contains that tongue-in-cheek hero humor that keeps us all hooked on your books?" And he was like, "Sure, [livejournal.com profile] greenconverses, anything for you!" And we get THAT.

And wow, that was kind of long-winded. But.

Commentary!

Date: 2009-11-22 10:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greenconverses.livejournal.com
I have a theory that most of my best stuff comes to me right before I'm going to go to sleep, and this section (plus the rest of the fic) was absolutely the result of that. And I love finding a fandom where I have the excuse just to get absolutely absurd with the humor; that's how I started writing fan fic, and that's how I want to keep writing it, so any time I get the chance, I just take it and run with it. Percy's such a great character for that because he's already has the whole attitude that people are out to get him and there's nothing he can do it about it, so he just has to deal with it, no matter how wacky it gets.

This scene is basically the resolution to the fight Percy and Annabeth had earlier, which was, essentially, about the wackiness that controls their lives. Even though they both kind of hate that they can't be normal, they both realize that being normal sucks and they just need to embrace the wackiness to be happy. Also, I needed a romantic scene to make up for the brief, OMG THEY'RE BREAKING UP? heart attack I might've given readers in the middle.

I think the slow dancing on the Statue's head came about because I couldn't figure out how to get the three of them down from there, actually. The fact that Nico could shadow travel must have escaped me while I was writing, but anyway, in my mind, the three of them were just sitting there, huffing and puffing, and trying to figure out how to get down without the mortals noticing. Well, Annabeth and Nico were, but Percy was actually more worried about how he was going to get back to the prom in time to keep his promise about owing Annabeth a dance because she was still sort of mad at him...and then it hits him that they're on top of the Statue of Liberty's head with a fantastic view of the city, so why the hell do they need to go to their school gym to dance? Paper mache decorations, other awkward high school couples, and a bad DJ would be a terrible way to end the night they'd just had.

So he asks her, just sort of in an off-handed kind of way, and Annabeth gives him that look like she's pretty sure he's gone insane, but gets up anyway because he's just being Percy and she can't say no to him when he's being earnest, even if she's annoyed with him. Nico makes some sarcastic comment, but they both tell him to shut up so they can dance.

I added the "Nico gagging in the background" line as a last minute thing because I'd forgotten that Nico had been involved with the fighting at all, and realized he had disappeared somewhere in the middle of the fic. Everything else I just threw in there because a.) I think sea monsters attacking the SoL would be pretty hard for the mortals to ignore, even with the Mist, because you don't just mess with Lady Liberty and b.) to add some more humor so it wouldn't be completely sappy.

Percy needed to apologize for being late at some point too, and that seemed to be a pretty good point to wrap up the fic and come full circle to the way it started. By that point, Annabeth's no longer mad at him because how on Earth could you still be mad at your boyfriend while you're slow dancing on top of the Statue of Liberty?

The tl;dr version: I wrote this scene because I clearly want Percy to be my hapless and clueless boyfriend and do something this awesome.

Re: Commentary!

Date: 2009-11-23 06:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] antistar-e.livejournal.com
True fact: my best stuff usually comes to me at about one in the morning, or whenever is least convenient for me to get up and write it, so I totally hear you on that :D

And yes, I will take prom on top of the Statue of Liberty any day.

In conclusion, that scene needs to be canon, y/y.

Date: 2009-11-23 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fromelysium.blogspot.com (from livejournal.com)
It’s a Tuesday, around midmorning, and everything is normal. They both have the day off work, which is a miracle in of itself, and they’re enjoying the chance to relax around the apartment.

Percy comes out of the kitchen, wearing nothing but his sweatpants and munching on an apple, when he looks at her sitting on the couch, and asks, “You wanna get married today?”

This is the last thing she expects to hear from him, and it startles her momentarily.

Annabeth sets the newspaper down and just stares at him.

“Did I just hear what I thought I did?” she asks, pushing her reading glasses into her hair. “Because you did just ask me if I wanted to get married today, right?”

Casually, as if their whole future together was not hanging in the balance by his answer, Percy nods and takes another bite of his apple.

“Yeah. So you wanna do it?”

Annabeth stares at him uncomprehendingly. They haven’t mentioned anything about the subject of marriage in the last couple of months – they haven’t even talked engagement yet and she knows he most certainly does not have a ring. Percy is sort of lacking a fair amount of common sense, but this is just ridiculous.

“Do you even know what you’re asking, Seaweed Brain? Because normal people in a relationship just don’t up and decide to get married one morning,” Annabeth replies, feeling the beginning of a panic creeping up on her. “They plan these things out because there has to be announcement and cake needs to be ordered, and they need to invite people, and they have to get dresses and ties and tuxes and – ”

“I’m not asking for a wedding; I just want to get married,” Percy interrupts, still too infuriatingly calm for her liking. “Think about it for a second, Annabeth. Is there any real reason why we can’t married today?”

Momentarily jogged out of her panic, Annabeth leans back into the sofa and really does think about it. She and Percy are both out of college and have stable jobs; they’ve been living together for almost three years, and they’ve been a couple even longer than that. Even though they haven’t really talked about marriage, she knows they just assumed that one day they would wind up that way …

Annabeth glances out the window, where the sun is shining and the sky is a beautiful bright blue. It’s a gorgeous spring day outside, exactly the sort of day she would have liked to have on her wedding day.

Sighing reluctantly, she throws her hands up in the air and says, “Fine. Let’s get married today, Percy.”
-

ALL RIGHT--GO.

~GOING~

Date: 2009-11-23 03:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greenconverses.livejournal.com
Out of the four marriage scenes for this fic, this one was the first one I wrote because it was the strongest idea out of them. Plus, it would help to have the actual way they got married around first to work off of for the other three.

The reason I love this scene so much more than the others and probably the reason it gripped me right away was because I based it on how my parents got engaged. When I asked my mom how my dad proposed to her, she gave this sardonic little laugh and said there was no "traditional" proposal. After a couple of months of dating, he just turned to her one day and said something along the lines of, "So, are we going to get married or what?" This story of theirs has always stuck with me, not because it's particularly romantic (because it totally isn't, but that's my dad for you), but because it's just so real - and I wanted to give Percy and Annabeth that same kind of realism.

Percy's kind of like my dad in the sense that there's no way he'd get away with doing something traditionally romantic like proposing on one knee - he's just not that guy and I think Annabeth would just laugh in his face if he tried. Percy just goes with the flow and when he does something, he does it because it just feels right.

And I really didn't think Percy and Annabeth needed all the pomp and circumstance that goes with a traditional wedding. Out of everything that's happened in their lives and their relationship, a wedding wouldn't be for them -- it'd be for everyone else. This scenario just makes it all for them.

At the beginning of the scene, he's most likely just gotten out of the shower or out of bed, and he's having mid-morning breakfast when he spies Annabeth sitting in the living room. I imagined he would just see her sitting there, reading a paper and just being Annabeth, and be struck by the fact that he really, really wants to spend the rest of his life with her, and he wants to start today. He knows that he's going to freak her out by asking this because Annabeth likes plans, but he also knows that there's no way she'll say no because, duh, she loves him. By now, he's been able to work out how to get the response he wants from Annabeth and that's by poking as many holes as he can in her logic.

I think Annabeth's are pretty clear throughout this scene - she mostly thinks Percy's gone a bit insane - but one thing I didn't make clear but was thinking of the entire time I was writing it was that the only reason that Annabeth agrees to Percy's insanity is because she has nothing better to do that day, ahaha.

Stuff.

Date: 2009-11-23 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sistergrimmel.livejournal.com
“We’re making an exception to rule in this case,” Apollo said hastily, as if he could sense Hades’s growing ire. “Lord Hades owes me for putting the curse on my last Oracle – ”

“Bah,” Hades said, waving his hand dismissively, as if dooming a young girl to a horrible fate as a mummy in outdated clothing was a trivial matter.

“ – and who could be a better bodyguard than someone who can see death coming? Besides, his kids are known to be pretty asexual anyway. Something about being around death all the time that kills off the sex drive, plus they're not the most attractive people in the universe…no offense meant, Uncle. I don’t expect to have any problems with him.”



(Am I sensing one-sided Apollo/Rachel vibes or is that totally my imagination? Because he and Cassandra didn't work out so well, either.)

Re: Stuff.

Date: 2009-11-23 11:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greenconverses.livejournal.com
Well, I won't say too much about the Apollo/Rachel vibe because it does have some part in the future of the fic (actually, the next chapter talks a lot about it), but I will say that I wasn't intending to throw in the Apollo/Rachel vibe into this fic. The more I threw in little one liners, the more I became aware of the fact that Apollo totally has a crush on Rachel and she's completely unaware of it.

This selection occurred because I needed to have Apollo address the fact that he'd be letting a 20-year-old single male live with the Oracle and that it could potentially be a bad thing. Apollo hasn't paid much attention to Nico; he knows who he is, obviously, but so far, Nico hasn't done much to get on his radar. He's basing all experiences with prior children of Hades on how Nico will react, and based on that, he doesn't think that Nico could possibly fall in love with Rachel because, in his experience, children of Hades don't love and that Nico couldn't possibly compete with him for Rachel's attention in any way, shape or form.

Of course, he's wrong, and he'll have to face that fact soon enough.

Also, I can say enough how much I enjoyed writing Hades throughout this scene. He's always my favorite god to write, aside from Mr. D.
Edited Date: 2009-11-23 11:07 pm (UTC)

Re: Stuff.

Date: 2009-11-23 11:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sistergrimmel.livejournal.com
That's along the lines of what I suspected! Thanks so much!

Re: Stuff.

Date: 2009-11-24 05:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fromelysium.blogspot.com (from livejournal.com)
WHAT. There is Apollo/Rachel?! I am so excited. So, so excited. I actually was going to write a generational Apollo/Oracle fic, culminating in Rachel, but it got stuck in my brain and wouldn't come out properly on paper.

Now I'm really excited for the next chapter.

Re: Stuff.

Date: 2009-11-24 06:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greenconverses.livejournal.com
The beginning of the next chapter? Basically just Hades and Apollo getting into a pissing match, and Hades calling Apollo out for his shit regarding Oracles. IT IS GOING TO BE AWESOME AND I WILL WRITE IT AS SOON AS I GET 50K.

Date: 2009-11-30 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ad-exia.livejournal.com
Aaaand seriously late, but I swear I meant to do this!

I think "In the Loop" was the first thing I read by you, and it was fantastic. I so want commentary on this last bit, because it includes one of the best last lines ever:

Like any good demigod worth his salt, Nico liked experimenting, especially when it yielded good results like having Percy’s hands in his jeans and on his ass.

He just hoped Annabeth wasn’t going to kick both their asses if she found out.

He must’ve expressed that wish out loud, because Percy chuckled against his neck and said, “This was her idea, Nico. You know how Annabeth likes experiments…”

All right, that settled it.

If he was missing out on sex and potential threesomes, Nico was going to find his way in the loop and build a goddamn house there.

Date: 2009-11-30 07:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greenconverses.livejournal.com
The problem I always have with Percy/Nico, even though I love it to little tiny pieces, is that to get Percy/Nico, I usually have to break Annabeth out of the equation and I love Annabeth way too much to do that to break both her and Percy's hearts all at once. So I compromise and make it Percy/Nico/Annabeth because, really, one more person just adds like ten thousand kinds of awesome to any pairing. And since the prompt for In The Loop was experiments or something similar, I felt like I could go the threesome route without compromising the slash factor too much.

Anyway, this was the first fic I did in Nico's POV, so that was an experience. When I crawled inside Nico's head (yeah, that doesn't sound like creepy writer at all), his big thing was that he gets left out of everything and that everyone always forgets about him, so that's where the central theme and the title came from.

I like to have my fics, even short little one shots, come full circle from the beginning to the end, so I knew the last line would have the reflect the first a little. By the end, Nico knew what he was finally missing out on, so I think that's what added to the humor of it - just that desperate, "You people have been holding out me and I don't like it!" attitude he had throughout the fic.

Date: 2009-11-30 07:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ad-exia.livejournal.com
I am totally with you, on that whole addition of a third party = 100000000x of awesome~ I love the Percy/Nico/Annabeth dynamic, and you're definitely right that experimentation is a good way to get that into play!

XD That so totally sounds like Nico, at least from my experiences in his head (ahaha, yeah, we're such creepy people, us writers!). He is totally not cool with being left out, and seriously "D:" at anyone when they do it!

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