Roses in Rain, Chapter 7: Beauty and Stupid

Ever have moments with fanfic where you just ain't feeling it? That's how I've been feeling about Bitter Nocturne. Oh, I've made a decent start on it, put Chapter 1 to bed and written a bit of Chapter 2, but it's all taking a lot more work than I thought it would and I've just not been in the swing of things at all. So, for the sake of getting an update of something out this month even if it wasn't a whole fic, I decided I was going to write more of Roses in Rain instead. That one, provided I can actually get it started, tends to come pretty easy when I get going. Hence, update.

In this installment: plot. Turns out there is one, but in true Suefic tradition it takes an age to get there, most of which is filled up with drooling over the Sue and her speshul. At least I'm respecting the source material, I suppose, even if it does result in a lot of TL;DR about not very much. At least I'm told that it's funny TL;DR, so that's something.

There's not a lot more to say about this one... well, there might be but I've been feeling kind of ill and out of it all day so if there is it's just going to have to remain unsaid because I just can't dredge it out of my brainmeats right now. I've spent much of it asleep, much of the rest of it reading a biography of Marie Antionette because sometimes a wiki page just isn't enough to satisfy my curiosity, and only very lately managed to settle down to write anything. (One scene, Youji, that was all I was asking - babe, that shouldn't have taken me all night.) The biography's good, though. Got to finish that before I can start on the stack of reading I've got to do for The Book - though I may finish my Chandlers first for some light relief.

Got some stuff I'm gonna backdate later because I want it up but can't imagine anyone else'll want to read it. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow.