28 & 32 PLZ <3
PINKY HELLO!! i love you.
28. How do you deal with writing pressure (ie: pressure to update, negative comments, deadlines, etc)?
i love this question and feel ill equipped to answer it, bc the answer is: I Don't Know. i definitely have struggled with feeling pressured to produce in fandom, or to produce writing that i was really proud of and happy with every single time, or to produce writing that other people might really enjoy, and it all became way too much. this all came to a head for me a few months ago and i experienced a very profound fic burnout that was really not fun at all and had me considering leaving fandom. and ever since i've been on the other side of that, i find that i don't feel this same pressure, and i'm able to enjoy the process of writing a lot more and not think so much of outcomes/reception, because i've seen how bad it feels when it gets Real Bad and it's easier for me to prioritize preventing that. so it's hard to say, because i dont think "let the pressure escalate until it overflows and you realize that literally none of this matters except for what YOU get out of it" is a very universal or healthy way of dealing with pressure, but it was my personal somewhat strange process, and in ways i'm grateful it got as intense as it did because i can honestly say my relationship with fic is significantly healthier than i think it has ever been now.
i think for me it's important to make sure that every single thing i write now is for me first. even if it's for a fest (which i have cut back on a lot to maintain this) -- even if it's for a gift -- it has to be for me first. because if i'm not enjoying what i write, then it just becomes work, and i have enough work with my like actual job.
32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from?
OH MAN OK i'm not sure if these are my all time favs but they're the ones that come to mind:
Draco and Harry's first kiss in Buds Blooms and Beards:
“Christ, Potter. Relax,” he says. He steps close, and Harry shivers when he places an open palm on his collarbone. Draco looks at him curiously as though Harry has suddenly sprouted antlers. Harry tries his best not to meet his intense gaze, but finds that his eyes fall down to his lips instead.
“Alright then,” Draco says. “This is the part where I unfurl my secret homosexual tentacles and use them to suck your life force out through your ears. Have you brought yours along as well?”
Draco trying to determine Harry's sexuality under the guise of herb preferences in Mise en Place:
Draco rolls his eyes. “I can’t just ask,” he says. “That’s far too forward.” He runs a hand through his hair, suddenly vexed. “But then — some people seem like they like coriander, but they really like parsley. And sometimes you think you have someone completely pegged as a parsley fiend, but really they can’t get enough of coriander.”
Harry pauses, taking in Draco’s apparent misery over the mere prospect of garnishes. Then he shrugs. “I like both.”
And Harry's latest dad joke in Twelve Moons which i laughed too much at writing because i am a walking dad joke:
“Sure,” Malfoy says. “It can be a trial run. We can find out whether we can actually interact without killing each other. I’ll even call you by your first name — Harry, was it?”
“You’re a bright lad, Drago.”
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