Pleasant Hope
May. 3rd, 2018 09:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
acidI'm going to use EIA downtime to talk about us finally completing Pleasant Hope (41565 words) by Sinick, ac1d6urn: (Snarry AU: In Pleasant Hope, Missouri, Pastor Severus Snape survives from day to day, until a restless youth called Harry teaches him that life is worth living.)
If Commonplace Magic's London and Red Right Hand's Camden are all Sinick's, the small town Americana setting in Pleasant Hope is my contribution. I've never lived in Missouri but I did live nearby: the cornfields are a familiar sight, in any case. Libraries in general are a welcome sanctuary. Churches are still a mystery after all these years and I want to be Eileen with her garden (of numerous plants, bones, and sayings) as I age.
Awhile back it struck me how much I wanted to finish this story in particular and Sinick complied as we completed the final chapter in an afternoon from a draft that's been gathering virtual dust. I'm very happy we did so. One of my favorite parts is the early morning atmosphere of a lifting fog over the town cemetery, and the distant view of the deer herd across the cornfield. That, by itself, is its own magic.
If Commonplace Magic's London and Red Right Hand's Camden are all Sinick's, the small town Americana setting in Pleasant Hope is my contribution. I've never lived in Missouri but I did live nearby: the cornfields are a familiar sight, in any case. Libraries in general are a welcome sanctuary. Churches are still a mystery after all these years and I want to be Eileen with her garden (of numerous plants, bones, and sayings) as I age.
Awhile back it struck me how much I wanted to finish this story in particular and Sinick complied as we completed the final chapter in an afternoon from a draft that's been gathering virtual dust. I'm very happy we did so. One of my favorite parts is the early morning atmosphere of a lifting fog over the town cemetery, and the distant view of the deer herd across the cornfield. That, by itself, is its own magic.
