#fanficproblems
I’ve just written the most self-indulgent garbage I’ve ever written and called it the next chapter in this never-ending torment of a fanfic. I’ll probably post it tomorrow. I love it and I hate it (but if we can’t try this stuff in fanfic, then when?). Let’s just say that Grounder art got a little weird.
In my head, because the Mountain Men are so obsessed with hoarding the art of the ancients, the Grounders prefer more performative works of art, which also reflects the more ephemeral nature of their lives, and their one-ness with nature. So that’s why you get to read 1300 words of Clarke watching the Grounders create tableau vivants (tableaux vivants?).
I’m in this pathetic phase where I’ve actually written the entire damned thing except for the ending, and am slowing down posts of existing sections because I have no idea how to finish this stupid thing. That said, I posted today, and I’ll post tomorrow.
You can thank my guilt over watching 13 hours of Jessica Jones for this redemptive burst of productivity.













