@disgruntledcute

I looooooove that Blackout Taylor is still on your mind, and trust me, she’s on mine, too! I know I left you guys on such a major cliffhanger, and I’m really eager to pick that story back up again and see it to completion. Writing Burn has definitely made me rethink certain directions I had planned to take that story in, but don’t worry, all the changes I am planning on making are good ones. 

HEY, YOU. It’s so good to hear from you. How are you? 

Here’s a little snippet from Blackout, since you asked so nicely... 

I get asked this question a lot. I can’t say specifically where the inspiration comes from--I draw inspiration from a variety of things: what I see and how I interact with the things and people around me. I’m very in-tune with sensory experiences in that regard. Music, film, books, past experiences, the world around me; the way a traffic light flashes on a puddle of water on the pavement at night, after a heavy rain. All that stuff I store away for later use. I’m very nostalgic as well. I think about the past a lot and the experiences that have shaped me into who I am today--that’s how I learn and grow. 

But as an adult I’ve also had to come head-to-head with some startling truths about my own childhood/adolescence, some experiences I had that I continue to grapple with. So I suppose a lot of my “inspiration” (unintentionally) bleeds from that. 

I know the themes I explore in my writing are grisly. It’s not the sort of content you read while you’re bored and curled up on the couch with a bowl of ice-cream. I know it’s heavy. It makes you uncomfortable. But there’s something incredibly therapeutic about getting it out. Like I’m letting go of something nasty. 

Ooh, yay! THANK YOU FOR THESE CONTRIBUTIONS. HEARTS IN MY EYES RIGHT NOW. 

Taylor’s first job -- this is actually going to happen!

Baking something for Mr. J -- can’t you imagine her accidentally starting a massive fire? Oops. 

Butterfly in a jar -- mmm, how perfectly metaphorical. There’s a lot to do with that. I’d especially like this being told from the Joker’s POV. 

Snow -- snow angels, snow fights, hot chocolate, Taylor agonizing over getting a Christmas present for Mr. J, maybe? Yeeeeeees. 

@disgruntledcute

I apologize for my late reply. I read this yesterday at work and I was smiling the whole way through it, and your comments have stayed in the back of my mind ever since; thank you so, so much for this. You have no idea how in need I was of this. It made my heart soar. Thank you so incredibly much for your heartfelt comments, your praise. 

Oooh, how about a hug between them? Maybe it's him mocking some perceived hunger for affection or the like. But even without him actively menacing, his very bodily presence would be absolutely suffocating. It could be intense and yet close to sweet.

@disgruntledcute

DUDE, yes. I’ve seen your username here on Tumblr pop up before and I had no idea you were KorroksApostle… it’s such an honor… I’m so happy to meet you!!!! I’ve LOVED your reviews on Fanfiction.net throughout the years (and have loved responding to them!) You always leave such detailed feedback. 

Man, I really cannot tell you enough how much I’ve loved your reviews specifically, I look for them with every new update. Thanks for reading my stories. :’) 

I’d be happy to give you a paragraph! This is from part lll of JK.

He’d thought—perhaps in a moment of careless weakness—that thetwo of them could exist in the same plane, that he could go on with his lifeand she could go on with hers, and their carefully plotted lines wouldn’tintersect. Not on this map. They could be like two ships passing in the night,neither one aware of the other, both going unseen.