balletworld can i please please please have your most recent Brother <3
"He pretends he is on the floor of his brother's room and his brother is asleep and cannot hear him, but is there nonetheless. Perhaps he cries, silently.
He sleeps."

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balletworld can i please please please have your most recent Brother <3
"He pretends he is on the floor of his brother's room and his brother is asleep and cannot hear him, but is there nonetheless. Perhaps he cries, silently.
He sleeps."
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8 & 9 & 27 & 28?
8. Favorite dialogue in your wip? (If asked more than once, respond with a new piece each time)
Jesus there is so little dialogue in this thing and I need to rewrite a clean 2/3 of the WWX dialogue which is not awesome when most dialogue is WWX.
Lan Wangji prefers not to lie. He is bad at it; it is, somehow, the only time anyone can read anything accurately on his face. After a long pause he settles for, “Laoshi?” The music stops; all the groups have moved through their rotation. “Sit out the remainder of class,” she says, and he hates her for it. “Stretch, if you need to, but don’t push it. Even you need to rest.” He is startled enough to protest. To manage a, “Laoshi, please, I–” before she interrupts him firmly.
The actual best line of dialogue in this is a section-ender that I'm keeping secret because it makes me laugh so so so much. So nine-year-old LWJ be upon you
9. What scene was the hardest to write for you and why?
Ugh. Thus far in this project, scene that's basically all dialogue/arguing but is also quote plot unquote relevant and furthermore crucial to the Wangxian dynamic I'm trying to set up, but there's five people involved and all of them are talking even LWJ a little bit. And one of them is Wen Chao. And one of them is Wei Wuxian who has to be in basically top Wei Wuxian form for it to accomplish what I want it to accomplish. It's currently "done" but I think is probably going to get close to a total rewrite when I start revising
27. Do you have playlists for your wip? What are some of the songs in it?
Nope. I'm looping "At The Ballet" from A Chorus Line the entire time I am writing it. Doing horrible horrible things to my Last.fm. Occasionally I use my just generic LWJ playlist but mostly we're on lockdown
28. Do you need background noise to write? If so, what do you listen to?
I like this playlist mostly because I've been using it for a million years and so I'm Pavloved to write to it. But mostly I pick a song and loop it. I'm not good in silence but sometimes I forget I'm in silence and start writing and that's fine
please please please can you tell me if there's a Shame or perhaps a Hide. for no particular reason.
The feeling of his body needing so little thought from him to move correctly that he can stop thinking entirely, can let Wei Ying and missing his brother and not missing his father and the fear and the dread and the shame and even the pride recede beneath complete, laser-point focus.
Wei Ying says, “Ugh, whatever, I’m putting this in your bag.” Something under Lan Zhan's ribs freezes at the idea of Wei Ying – or anyone – opening his bag. It is ridiculous. There is nothing in there but his street shoes and his water and his textbook. Anything he has to hide will not be uncovered by unzipping it. Very pointedly, an annoyance building which is directed at himself at least as much as it is directed at Wei Ying, he does not watch Wei Ying open his bag. Instead, he resumes his practice.
4 & 21 for narrow noose, 27 for wise man, 28 39 :)
hiiii :)
4. What detail in The Narrow Noose or the Waiting Water are you really proud of?
i really like the bit about how everyone tries to read lwj from his face but xichen knows to watch his body and i like how much that let me play with the pain/weakness/etc directly obscuring xichen's ability to read him because of it making his whole body move and function differently + also how it allowed me to separate "having a harder time reading him" as a different thing from whether or not he still understands him which as you know i do Broadly think he does. umm i like my various angles on him not having played guqin for three years and the damage from the whips meaning he's never quite going to get it back as perfectly precisely as he'd had it before -- "'Will it?' Lan Xichen asks, and he taps his brother’s shoulder lightly, ghosts his hand over the worst of the scarring on his neck. 'Have you heard him play, recently? Have you heard him speak?'" + xiongzhang i could not sit upright + playing scales so obsessively that xichen expects him to do that in front of lqr instead of playing for real + obsessively playing inquiry not to contact anybody but to remaster the language + etc. all my little details about how he has been changed against his will in a way that's externally legible basically. yay
21. If you wrote a “missing scene” in Narrow Noose, what would it be?
mmm. i don't think anything's missing...i was So obsessive about picking scenes....maybe something of him literally emerging from seclusion bc i think that would've been less impactful in the actual framing where the whole point is that it's starting with how there has in fact been time to determine that he's Worse. but it might work separately as its own thing
27. How long did it take to write A Wise Man Submits to His Circumstances? Describe the process.
ugh like insanely it took a few weeks despite being so short because it was originally going to be narrow noose, basically. it was supposed to have a bunch more segments about when he was in seclusion and the after etc. and i just could not make it work and went in circles and circles trying to write "the rest of it" before very frustratedly giving up and just posting it "incomplete". and then like the next day i went okay well Obviously it's complete. you moron.
28. Does anyone read your fics before you post them? If so, who?
no <3 you get screenshots and my friends i sprint with get a sentence per sprint but i don't think anybody has ever read a single one of my fics before i posted. not fun for me for some nebulous undescribable reason
39. Is any aspect of your writing process inspired by other writers or people? If so, who?
nah not process really. i don't really tend to learn about the processes of like published authors and nobody else i know writes like i do 😭 i am more committed to "whatever none of a first draft is real anyway" than maybe anybody else in the entire world. mostly my writing process is inspired by how badly i wish i was editing instead
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