started this blog just to rant but in the event that @aaronburrssexdungeon gets nuked (verdict still pending) i'll be here. anyway hello to any newcomers i write hamburr fics like i have a gun to my head

the kind of breakup where one of them cries so much he dry heaves and the other angrily busts into a used shirt

no one asked but i think one of the trickiest things about writing historical fic is trying to marry these two completely opposite concepts of "historical accuracy" with well-developed characters and narrative interest. when you think about it those two are complete anathema to one another because history is explicitly not a narrative but it needs to be if you're trying to tell a story. when you get too deep into facts and and accuracy you absolutely sacrifice good themes and characterization because real life humans don't act in a way that is narratively convenient. and on the other hand when you veer too far toward creative liberties you get something that's very obviously projection and a sounding board for the author's preconceived notions/kinks/biases etc which is also pretty painful to read in it's own way. and of course everyone has their own threshold for these two things so the line is constantly moving depending on who you talk to which muddies the water even more. i think the most important thing to keep in the back of your mind when writing historical fic is what new lens am i trying to look at this through? like what novel idea is your story bringing to the table, and are you able to balance it with enough historical grounding and verisimilitude so that people buy what you're selling?

good evening historical fiction writer. before you is a blank document. you can either pedantically obsess over every potential inaccuracy that might appear in your story to the exclusion of an engaging narrative and interesting characters and even sitting down to actually write the thing or you can live comfortably with the understanding that you'll never have 100% of the facts and you'll have to eventually fill in the blanks with your own creativity and just have your protagonist do the 18th century equivalent of flushing his meds down the toilet

big sloppy mess

i rallied on my death bed to get this posted

next chapter of ws probably won't be out tomorrow :(

can i be so fucking for real

continuing the running theme of hamilton angrily injuring himself in stupid ways and burr doing something impulsive thinking he's helping but actually making the situation 100x worse

it is very silly to still be getting up in arms over the concept of hamburr. like.. it's real. it was a very real and extant interpersonal relationship. they knew each other for 30 years, quite well, by their own admissions. you can certainly argue about the nature of their relationship, the extent to which they either liked or disliked each other, why they acted the way they did etc but like. at a certain point i'm sorry but you're shoving your head in the sand if you simply refuse to acknowledge it.

read my fic if you want scabies

sometimes i'll be reading a wikipedia article about amrev related things just to get basic facts in order and i can't explain how but it will immediately be obvious to me that a tumblr user or someone steeeeeped in fandom culture edited it

there is a specific type of person who. how can i describe this. is in love with the idea of being subversive but doesn't understand, or maybe underestimates, the heat that comes with it. they don't know why they're being subversive, or to what end, there's no clarity of purpose to keep them focused, they just like the feeling of being perceived as "weird" and of pushing limits and the attention that it inevitably garners. but shock for shock's sake is nothing and the shine wears off quick. eventually, when a line gets crossed, and they're unable to stand by the things they've said, that facade crumbles. i just think the "i'm creative and i should get to say whatever i want >:) welcome to my twisted mind" performative edginess is incompatible with sincere reflection and growth as an artist.

why are we all the sudden depicting burr as visibly shorter than hamilton who decided that

it's their last chance and they can sense it

honk honk [clown car with new york tags comes careening toward you]

they can't be apart but they also can't be together