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you ever research something so intensely it stops making sense? like yes i now know a fair bunch about horses but i'm pretty sure they're not real at this point
Unreasonable Ideas
It seems silly but this is why it’s so important to give yourself downtime where you can just let your brain idle!! You gotta let yourself become the cardboard box, trying to make ideas is just herding cats so let them come to you instead
This is especially useful for ADHD people – chasing something relentlessly will just burn you out. You’ll find it if you divert attention, annoyingly – use the weird psychological quirks to your advantage!
“Become the cardboard box” is terrifyingly good advice.
give yourself the gift of reading your own fic. it was literally written just for you.
took my own advice today and reread a fic I posted on AO3 seven years ago and I gotta say, it fuckin’ slaps
read your own stuff. it’s awesome
I was told once reading my own work is “vain” and I gotta ask: why? And so what? Does reading my own work bring me joy? Does it inspire me to write more? Then who cares if it’s vain or any other pejorative you want to name it. Joy is joy and this one hurts no one, is free, and IT’S MINE.
reading your own story isn’t vain. it’s like eating your own cooking. you just do it to feed your soul and your imagination rather than to feed your body.
I’m glad my readers love my fics, but I wrote them for me.
And I’m going to read and reread them.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: T for Traumatizing
Tags: rated T for traumatizing, immortality, father-son relationship, death, POV Abe Morgan
Summary: Henry could have died.
*Slides back into Forever* Hey anyone who's still around! My muse got back into Forever recently and I'm riding the wave of creativity. This is from an AU where Henry and Jo have been married since before the pilot.
"Ms. Payne, AKA Molly Dawes, you’re under arrest for murder," Hanson’s voice came from the door. "We found the murder weapon used to kill your client. Your prints were all over it."
"What?!"
Jo dropped her face into her hand. "God, Henry, you’re so embarrassing," she mumbled.
"What was that?" Hanson asked. He would have done a sweep anyway, but Jo was the one who caught his attention before he started. "Henry? Jo?"
"Excuse me while I die of embarrassment," Jo said, flaming face still hidden in her hand.
"Detective Hanson. Might I trouble you for a handcuff key?" Henry asked.
Hanson stood there, gaping like a fish out of water, as if he hadn't already seen Henry do all sorts of bizarre and embarrassing things. Maybe he was more shocked that Jo went along with it.
"I can explain," Henry tried, as if there was an explanation that would make this better.
"No. Nuh-uh. Nope," Hanson denied vehemently. "No explanations. I don't want to know. I already don't know how I'm going to erase this from my mind, I don't need any details."
I miss Forever. And the Forever fandom. :(
Why hello there, horrifying headcanon. It’s been a while since I’ve had one of you.
This is perfect. I miss those so much.
*A New Shiny appears*
Okay I have no idea where this is going. Hopefully somewhere? I’m just excited to see my Forever muse again.
The Room of Historical Mementos
There’s this visual which I think has been in every tv show and movie about immortals ever, the room full of old furniture and mementos and junk from the span of the immortal’s lifetime. And it’s a great visual shorthand reminder that the show/movie stars an immortal character (I mean, that’s generally hard to forget, but I don’t think the creators are using it to remind you as if you forgot, but more like Clark Kent wearing red and blue in Smallville. There’s probably some film analysis term for this, but I am not a film analyst. I’m probably not using the right words for film analysis). But I feel like a person who keeps that much stuff of the types we’re shown is generally not very well adapted to immortal life.
In real life, with (I assume) mortals, we have two extremes of keeping things. There are hoarders, who have such difficulty getting rid of things that their homes become stuffed with belongings (at the extreme end of the scale, to the detriment of their health) and they’re unable to find the things that are truly important to them because they’re lost in the mess. At the other end of the scale, there are extreme minimalists and people who try to get rid of bad memories by getting rid of everything that reminds them of the memories, even if that means moving and buying everything anew. Extremes are generally not the best thing for us; all of us have tendencies in both directions, and they’re meant to balance out for the most part, and keep us at a happy medium.
If you apply that to immortals, obviously it’s psychologically healthy for them to keep some mementos of their pasts. And it’s even healthy for them to have more mementos than we mortals do. After all, they live longer than we do; even if they’re accumulating mementos at a slower rate than we do, it’s easy for their collections to surpass ours. So I guess it’s not really the fact that they have these mementos that I take issue with, but more the way they’re displayed.
There’s something very performative about the Room of Historical Mementos visual. I mean, obviously it’s performative, and it’s specifically meant for us in the audience. But if you’re immersed in the world and pretending the audience doesn’t exist, having a Room of Historical Mementos reflects differently on the immortal. Who are they displaying their mementos for? Nobody I know has anything like that for their mementos--the closest they get is photos hanging on the wall, and those are usually not the most “interesting” photos; they’re more likely to hang up the professional photos, or ones where everybody is just smiling, rather than the weird ones with vivid memories attached. And even then, photos are generally spread throughout the house, not clumped together in one room.
The Room of Historical Mementos makes sense if you think the immortal takes a lot of mortals through it to convince them the immortal is, in fact, immortal; however, secrecy and immortality go hand in hand, so that scenario seems unlikely. So the immortal is obviously displaying these mementos to themself, but they’re not doing it in the same way we mortals do, but more to . . . force themself to not let go of the past? The immortal cannot move on. And it’s more than just holding onto the memories, it’s deliberately keeping themself as the person they used to be a few centuries ago. So when an immortal has a Room of Historical Mementos, they’re stagnating. They’re not adapting to the future on more than the most superficial level. They might be able to use a computer, but their thinking is stuck back before the industrial revolution.
I was going through my fic archives since I first started writing fics, and I suddenly remembered that Forever first premiered in 2014.
It is now 2017. It’s gonna be three years since it first premiered. Let that sink in for a second.
I think I started most of my WIPs while it was still airing.
So I’m writing this Jurassic Park crossover, and I’ve come to realize that Henry’s first evaluation of any dinosaur is based on how painful it was or would be to step on a dinosaur toy in its shape.
So I’m watching this Netflix show called Travelers which is about these people who travel back in time by hopping into bodies at the time they would have died. Which would make for an interesting Forever crossover, I think.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Posted my Lucas-is-a-cake-decorator AU!
Okay, but imagine “take your child to work day” at the 11th Precinct. Karen insists Mike take the kids. Mike says that they can’t be trusted, but of course, he can’t say no to Karen. Don’t want to upset The Boss.
Throughout the day, they’re handling a murder of a guy. Hanson goes to the morgue with Jo and the kids shadow him. As Henry introduces himself, the kids get scared and Lucas is all like “yeah he is kinda scary.”
Later on, during lunch break, Donnie goes upstairs and hides under Lucas’s desk and tries to steal his food. He steals a cookie and Lucas finally notices. Donnie runs out under the desk and hides behind the first thing he finds: Henry. Lucas complains and Henry’s able to get it from him by being gentle.
The kids then go into Henry’s office later and ask him about all his things. At the end of the day, one of the kids falls asleep under his desk and Henry sees him and gets all misty eyed, and Hanson comes to scoop him up to go home.
Abe shows up “randomly”. Nobody knows why he’s there other than Henry.