So after three days of writing this new WIP, It Was Just Red, it’s become clear to me that I’m writing a multi-part fic in response to this post from weeks ago:
Talk about inspo coming from unexpected places…
[It’s me boy, i’m the fan-post speaking to you inside your brain listen to me boy leave the other WIP we don’t need her, come with me and write this new WIP we’ll have angsty times in ancient greece …]
😆 Annnnyway…. I’ll probably start posting sections on AO3 in the next few days as most are quite short, almost standalone pieces, so they are quick to write and polish up.
It’s taken such a weird form, I kinda don’t think of it as a story but something more like a dream (or nightmare) sequence.
There’s a lot of angst, implied pining, internal monologues, and scenes that don’t quite fit into a chronological narrative (yet? maybe it will all tie together in the end?) but somehow, that’s the only way I can really get at what I’m trying to get out here.
It is loosely about a ship (Alexithenes), but so far, this is definitely not fluff and I suspect it’s never going to be.
[Note: I am not directly sharing the original post or tagging the poster intentionally. I have no interest in getting involved in anti-Spartan or more specific character-based discourse - I respect the fact that other peoples opinions differ significantly from mine about these things; I just wanted to acknowledge the inspiration behind this piece of work.]
