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friday night fic
The story of this stupid fic is a long and arduous one, but it basically goes: directly after finishing due South for the first time, I opened a Word window and, because I liked the sound of it, titled the document The Love Song of S. Raymond Kowalski. Because I had just finished dS for the first time, naturally I started writing a quest-for-the-Hand fic. Naturally the second I decided to go investigate the fandom's offerings, I realized that it was more productive to write almost anything else ever than to contribute to the body of quest-fic until I figured out how to say anything in a new way.
On my rewatch I just hit Fraser's first monologue about Victoria, the one in You Must Remember This, at which point a happy light bulb went off, I combed the scripts for the other two Victoria monologues, I built them all into one slightly contradictory monster-monologue, and I said, "Okay, self, now remix this as a story about Ray Kowalski."
I also happen to have read the entire archive of![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
ds_flashfiction, and the current prompt gave me a cool springboard, so rather than my fic journal, tonight's fic is posted there. So: The Love Song of S. Raymond Kowalski. THERE AWESOME TITLE I HAVE USED YOU NOW.
On my rewatch I just hit Fraser's first monologue about Victoria, the one in You Must Remember This, at which point a happy light bulb went off, I combed the scripts for the other two Victoria monologues, I built them all into one slightly contradictory monster-monologue, and I said, "Okay, self, now remix this as a story about Ray Kowalski."
I also happen to have read the entire archive of
ds_flashfiction, and the current prompt gave me a cool springboard, so rather than my fic journal, tonight's fic is posted there. So: The Love Song of S. Raymond Kowalski. THERE AWESOME TITLE I HAVE USED YOU NOW.
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