hungrylikethewolfie:

I’ve been thinking it over, and I’ve come to the conclusion that writing a fic is a lot like taking a road trip.

• It’s always better when shared with at least one other person who’s as interested in the journey as you are, someone to help you navigate but also sometimes to back you up on an impromptu detour because PIE STAND!  TOY MUSEUM!  BADASS WATERFALL!  LET’S JUST TAKE A QUICK LOOK THERE COULD BE COOL STUFF OVER THERE!
• At the beginning you’re super excited and full of eager anticipation, ready to hit the road and get your adventure underway.
• There’s always at least one unexpected awesome thing that you discover along the way.
• There’s also, depending on the length of your trip, at least one point where you’re convinced that you are going to be driving forever.  You had no life before this car, there has only ever been the road, this is where you will die, how are you not there yet?
• This was a terrible idea, you should’ve just stayed home.
• This was an AWESOME idea, you are in control of your own destiny and you should do this sort of thing all the time.
• Sitting staring at the same rectangle of glass for untold hours at a time.
• Consuming probably rather more junk food and caffeine than you really ought to.
• The desperate hunt to find music that will properly set the mood.
• Yet another detour that’s really legitimately important.
• Fifteen times as many detours that are total wastes of time, why on earth do you keep thinking they’re necessary?
• Long stretches where the road just seems so tedious, and you know you have to get through it but you think you’re gonna lose your damn mind before you do.
• Unexpected construction zones where everything grinds to a near halt.
• That point near the end where you think you’re almost there, but actually you have like another hour and a half to go.