FIC - that was your fair warning.

I'd blame the song (looping for the past four hours), but the first three paragraphs were written last night and so, it's just me. Alternate Universe, Lance was world-renown famous but not as part of *NSYNC, which was never formed. He left the scene three years ago and now works as a talent agent in New York.

( I tried hard to mend my wicked ways / Acted like a lunatic for years )

I have another couple of chapters vaguely outlined and know what I'd like to see as part of this plot. We'll see though, that came from quite the dark side of the Zone.

Because who doesn't like morbid amusement?

Nine Inch Nails' The Fragile was immediately followed by Sugar Ray's Falls Apart on my playlist.

*cuddles Trent* Story of his life, the woobie.

Writing as a phenomenon.

Every author should be as lucky to have such generous feedbackers as I do.

Ri: you know, just when i think i know what to expect from your writing, you go and completely blow me away
Ri: you did a fantastic job, hon

I'm so shocked and excited that people seemed to like this story. It's an interesting departure for me in that the first chapter was inspired by an impending shopping trip, the mood from my vicarious sympathy about the effects of horrid lighting in supermarkets, but the rest is almost entirely free-based: I'm writing to see things, and the story is seemingly springing from that, not vice-versa.

Me: is that okay?
Ri: i think so
Ri: i think it's great that you're going with this
Me: so i should let them have their way with my words, eh?

You know that thing authors talk about, when they claim the characters are in the room with them? I never get that. But this is cool, watching things unfold in my head, all lush imagery and detail and they speak to me there, with actions rather than words. What they want to happen played out on the canvas of my imagination, actions spinning themselves into words, which is great because how much does it rock to be able to give people what they want? And being on the same wavelength is a special sort of rapture all its own.