DVD meme!

[gyzym]

Look at me, stealing this idea from everyone ever! But whatever, it's cool.

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written [and include a link to the story], and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet...

All my fic can be found at my masterlist/header post, except for the first installment of that H/W grad student fic, which is here and may not go up on the masterlist until it's a complete work.

Okay: go!

Comments

[purple-chalk.livejournal.com]

It is cruel of me and also masochistic but I want this:

“Like you care, traitor,” Sirius hears, calm and biting, and for once he doesn’t react. Regulus is right: he is a traitor. Not to his mother or his father, of course, but to the blood that courses through his veins, the blood that pours from his brother’s mouth. He wonders at the sticking power of such things, the power of blood to trap him, always, in places he doesn’t want to be, but then Regulus is curling his upper lip and leaning close, so Sirius doesn’t wonder anymore.

It is warm and too sticky, salty (like tears and seed—it’s not fair, that such things should be as saline as the ocean, that each separate drop should taste too strong of memories and regrets)—Sirius remembers belatedly that each kiss they share is tainted with the faint taste of incongruity, of incest, and does not brace himself for it. Regulus’s inherent closeness rides waves of shame on his tongue and against his teeth, and then, if only to escape the awful sensation, Sirius is pushing them, gasping, into an empty classroom.

[gyzym.livejournal.com]

Mmmm. So, I wrote this fic in two pieces--the section in which this bit lies, and then literally everything else. There was about a four month gap between the two, and I'd all but forgotten about this fic when I found it. And when I say "all but forgotten" I mean: I opened the document and went, fuck, I wrote this?

The line that assured me that I had not, in fact, copied this from somewhere and stored it in a word document during a fit of amnesia was the salinity bit, which I remembered writing.

If I'm honest with myself? This is one of my favorite piece of writing I've done in HP, mostly because it was so beyond my scope as a writer when I produced it. Everything after was better, and I don't know where this came from, but I do know it radically changed my writing...for the better, I like to think.

GAH, INCEST. HELLO AGAIN, IT HAS BEEN AWHILE SINCE I WROTE YOU.

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