Questions.

Why do so many Brits actually look so British? Do many Germans actually look German? Do I? Aren't we middle to northern Europeans all more or less of the same stock now, after so many centuries of intermingling and intermixing? Why do I have such a big thing for British (male) facial types? And is this reason enough to seriously contemplate moving to Britain?

(I am roughly half serious here.)

Is it time for a resurrection?

Five or six years ago a writer whose stories I enjoyed a lot "gloveslapped" me to make me write more Harry Potter fic.

HP is emphatically not my fandom; I still haven't read the last three books[*], and wouldn't be in any particular hurry to do so... if it weren't for that long-ago challenge. See, I did adopt a bunny there that tickled my fancy in all the right, angsty ways. The bunny was ridiculously AU even then; I suspect it's even more wildly AU now, after the end of the series. It required me to resurrect a character who is canonically dead, and kill off nearly everybody else - and to do so plausibly, in a way that does not feel gratuitous and self-indulgent.

And that is only the beginning of the ways the cards are stacked against this project ever succeeding. There is also the matter that my conception of, and love for the characters is nearly entirely based on hopelessly outdated fanon - and I *like* it that way. I don't *want* a more accurate version of these characters, because the vague and conjectural version I have appeals to me. I like the areas of uncertainty that I can fill with my own ideas; I also like the fanon that at the time had developed to fill these areas of uncertainty. I don't care that it's been overtaken by canon! So, if I continued this project, I would essentially be writing OOC knowingly and on purpose.

Plus, it's slash, and I'm not good at writing relationships. Plus, it's plotty, and I'm not good at plot.

And yet... this bunny inspired me like little else has in ten years of fannish writing. It caused me to write *pages* in one sitting, which is something that, normally, just. does. not. happen with me. And, rereading some of those pages now, I still get goosebumps all over. This is not the best writing I've done; far from it. But it hits all the right buttons. Oh, does it ever.

And for that reason I am wondering if I shouldn't promote it to a more prominent slot on my projects list again. It's been basically on hold for the last three years or so; it had too many things going against it. But, yeah - this is *good* angstporn. And shouldn't I be striving to give more of that to the world? ;-) Or, heck, never mind the world: *I* want more of that.

Any Remus/Sirius person in the audience I could talk this over with?

(I have a sense of déjà vu about this post. I think I may have posted something similar before tagging was possible on LJ.)

[* Yes, I've written fic about one of those three unread volumes. Yes, it's entirely possible to write fic about something you haven't read.]