heavyartillery | WIP Wednesday [2020-04-08]

So this is 8k now, and I still haven't put the letters in. I think I'll do them when the story's done and then rework it to fit. Here's a first meeting.

A man in his shirtsleeves knelt on the sidewalk outside the fence, studiously applying a fresh coat of white paint. He was tall, his rangy body curled up to carefully edge the bottom of the fence posts, and had a mess of sandy brown curls cropped on the sides and back to keep them off his collar and ears. He glanced up as Andy approached, first casually, then wide-eyed in a double take. He had bright blue eyes that stood out in a triangular face.

Andy stopped at the corner, and looked at the man who had to be Edward Jones, trying to tell if he was familiar at all, but felt nothing. It was like seeing a stranger, maybe someone he'd read about in the paper, but never met.

Jones, however, clearly knew him. Even from ten yards away, Andy could see his hands shaking as he carefully laid the paint brush down on the can. He tried to still them by wiping them on a rag, but a hundred emotions flashed across his face. Jones was wide-eyed with fear, or maybe hope, or just plan shock, and his mouth kept almost curving into a smile, then falling back into a tight grimace of something between anger and regret. He stood slowly, rising to a little better than Andy's height, and took three long strides towards Andy. His hands lifted as though he were about to take Andy's face between them, and his face split with a grin, but when he caught Andy's cautious reserve and folded arms, Jones faltered and stopped a polite distance away. He leaned his head forward, peering at Andy, and asked, "Ack-Ack?"

From his own letters home, Andy knew that was the nickname he'd picked up in the Marines, the phonetic alphabet version of his initials, but it didn't sound like his name, and he felt bizarrely impelled to deny the question. Instead he replied, "Jones," in a tone he hoped implied friendly good will.

It seemed to be the wrong choice, as he saw Jones' smile falter and then set into a forced show of cheer. Andy felt as though he'd delivered an entire message in that one word, and it was one Jones had been dreading, but he'd be damned if he knew what it was.

Eddie!!! :( :( :(

So much angst!! I'm so looking forward to reading this.

No pls I need the rest I'M SO INVOLVED NOW and I don't even know them
Where's the rest???

Ugh this breaks my fucking heart in the best waaaay. *sobs for Eddie*

I'm so excited to see the final product. I really enjoy the trope of a character who doesn't remember something trying to figure it out and it'll be such a genuine pleasure to see it done in your stellar Andy voice.

Whether the letter snippets wind up therein or not, I think the fic is going to be great. Plus the bonus side to doing the snippets after the prose is written is that you can really fine-tune them to the content they're interrupting.

This hurts me in all the best ways. This trope is so cool because if you're good--so, if you're you--you can do basically do a third party POV without involving a third party at all.

I'm very excited!

I'm still stuck on my Vampire!AU where Dick is an old old vampire that turns Roe in a vampire when Roe is shot in Bastogne.

I arrived at Roe falling asleep leaning against Dick after sucking his blood. And I have the plot for after that. It's just... I couldn't have a way for the sequent weeks to write the rest of it, having to focus on other stuff for cowt, and I remained stuck.

And I'm still stuck. Only now it's more that I'm not sure about the whole story either.

Are you feeling like the story as a whole doesn't work out? Or just stuck getting to the next scene, or?

Don't know, I'm not sure I wouldn't be the only one interested in a Roe/Dick/Nix and it's kinda spoiling the fun of it I guess.

No one else being interested is a bummer if you're not feeling the motivation either. Anyway you can just make it Roe/Dick and wrap it up as a shorter story?

I mean, I could maybe wrap it at Dick and Gene cuddling. I guess.

I second what Mucca said about the potential being there to tie it up as a shorter story if you want, and while I totally understand the difficulty in staying motivated when no one else is interested in your story (or sometimes even when they are ;P) I think you'd be surprised at the kind of reception you might get for some of those more niche pairings. Like the scope may not be as broad but there will be people who are super onboard and never get to see that kind of content who'll be super excited to read it.

TL;DR - You can do it boo!

It could have been also the fact I posted two chapters all in a place nobody would look for and the lack of feedback kinda killed the motivation.

Turns out I'm adding a Nix/Dobie fill for LLSS to my evergrowing list of WIPs:

“So,” Nix asked, eyeing the Screaming Eagle patch on the man’s arm, “you forget to pack your bag or what?”

The Englishman laughed. He had a rich, warm laugh with a light croak in it, like he was coming down with a cold.

“Make of that what you will, Captain,” he said gently, loading the last word with enough polite condescension that Nix immediately knew the man outranked him by several grades. Some dots connected: the courteous lilt of the educated man, the brazen way he drank in public.

“Though I’ll say this,” the man continued, leaning into Nix’s personal space with a familiarity Nix couldn't help but notice. “It’s a corking night for a swim.”

Oh! I like this take where they met before. And the banter is really steamy. Looking forward to the rest of it <3

I want to melt this fic down like a bath bomb and soak in it, I'm so excited for the whole thing!!!!

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