The Shape of Things to Come - plot bunny exhibition!

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Well, let me begin by saying how much I love the fic in this community. In other places, only about 10% of what's posted fits my personal criteria of fic that I'm really interested in; here, so far, it's been 100%. So, yay!

But there's just not enough of it! ;-)

Which is hardly surprising, seeing as there's less than thirty of us staunch Anti-Rainbows here. There's only so much we unhappy few can produce in a couple of days. *g*

So, I thought, why not at least give readers a glimpse of the shape of things to come? Readers will have something to look forward to - and can, if they enjoy some bunny or other, perhaps even cheer on the author a bit. (I can't promise that that will *help*, certainly not in the case of someone as pathologically slow as me, but, you know, it probably can't *hurt*.)

So, uhm... yeah. Introduce us to your plot bunnies here! If you like.

Errrr... this wasn't supposed to go here but here. Shouldn't be posting when I'm so frelling tired.

ETA: Arrrgh, I forgot to mention: SPOILERS in the comments, folks. This was, after all, initially supposed to be posted to a spoiler community.

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My plot bunnies:

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So far, the Stupid Ending(tm) has resulted in a creativity explosion for me, so I'm actually kind of grateful. *g* I even kind of hope that it may help me to speed up the writing process for some of my works in progress, because although some of them are difficult and require a lot of research (not to mention total immersion in things like Gene Hunt's speech pattern, which is something I have absolutely no handle on at all, at the moment), I'm really rather enthusiastic about all of them.

Well, here are my plot bunnies, by age:

#1 - born about a year ago, two pages written so far; projected length: unknown; probably long:

A story that starts with Sam dying (not by suicide but simply from complications in his coma), to continue walking his weird 1973 world as a strange kind of Undead. Basically, based on the idea of 'what if 1973 had been all about Sam exploring his subconscious and especially his ideas about life and death'. Supposed to get very surreal; may have some Sam/Annie shippiness of a slightly bizarre variety, possibly. Supposed to end in a properly cathartic confrontation of some kind. Requires loads of research about stuff that might shape the subconscious of a male British police officer born in 1969, which is the main reason it hasn't progressed far yet. Don't even know how to *start* that kind of research.

#2 - born just a few weeks after #1, two pages written, projected length: 3-5 pages.

My Pollyanna Sam/Maya shippy fic. Now more firmly AU than it ever was, set after Sam has woken up, in a universe where he's actually been changed for the better by his experiences. As I said, this is me in Pollyanna mode, blithely assuming that Sam *can* change and so on. Unashamed happy shippiness, only slightly tinged by residues of angst. Mainly Maya-centric, really - an examination of why she did stick by him as long as she did, which has now, thanks to new canon, been made more interesting by the added theme of why she might want to *return* to him after essentially leaving him twice. Yes, I know, I know...

#3 - born in, err, November last year? Mutated beyond recognition after ep 2.08 and is now my main 'fix it' AU - the one that's supposed to *really* make sense without violating canon and so on. Four pages written; projected length: unknown; long.

Premise: Sam does not die, but goes into another coma/vegetative state after his jump. Spends a lot of time happily ignorant in 1973; then, much to his chagrin, wakes up one day to find he's not dead, after all. And, because this is *my* universe now, and I like my universes to have at least a modicum of medical plausibility, yes, he's probably permanently damaged in some way(s), but that's not really what the fic is about. It's about Dealing With Stuff in a more general kind of way. Oh, and rather without a conscious decision on my part, Gene and co. decided Sam would remain with them, too, so when he sleeps in 200...8(?), he's actually back in 197...5(?), which means I need to learn how to write Gene, arrgh. It also means there'll be all kinds of parallels between 2008 and 1975, and hopefully a progression towards embracing the one that parallels a progression towards letting go of the other, etc.

This, of course, requires insane amounts of medical, psychological and 1970s research. Not to mention me building an actual plot of some kind. *scared*

#4 - born just a few weeks ago. Half a page written, projected length: 2 pages or less.

AU: What if Sam Tyler/Williams *really* never was from 2006? What if the future looks a lot more like science fiction said it would? What if, sometime in the 80s, there really *are* atom bombs over Moscow?

#5: The Plot Bunny of Death: Nothing written yet, but at least half of it's already written in my head, arrgh. More here:

http://community.livejournal.com/jumping_off/7808.html?thread=58496#t58496


(And I *really* didn't have the time to make this post, or have that discussion, now... just couldn't help myself.)

Re: My plot bunnies:

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AU: What if Sam Tyler/Williams *really* never was from 2006? What if the future looks a lot more like science fiction said it would? What if, sometime in the 80s, there really *are* atom bombs over Moscow?

Which reminds me that I really ought to see if I can expand the "Annie is from the future and she's peed off with Sam for angsting over it all the time" fic.

Will digest these further in the morning as, just looked at the time realised I'm in danger of hitting 3am for the 18th day running. Much more and I'll be permanently stuck in the middle of the night.