Extended authors notes, references and other such ramblings: Drifts of Scarlet Confetti
flawlessglitch, who has given me much of the support and encouragement needed to write this story without despairing midway. (i'm good at that) Thanks, lovely.
My superstar betas,
evian_fork and
jonjokeat who were absolutely amazing (and strangely hawk-eyed) with the (extremely) rough drafts i initially sent them. Moreover, they made their suggestions sound more like, 'wouldn't this make it better?' instead of 'do this NOW', which mark the signs of betas from heaven. Thank you, guys.
And lastly, my big brother, who didn't mind having post-it notes reading 'Principles of Mathematical Induction' and stuff all over the books i referenced for this. (I tend to re-use everything out of sheer laziness, even sticky notes)
Which brings us to:
ReferencesThe epigraph to Part One, The Residue of a Dream, comes from a book by Hillary Mantel called Wolf Hall. The original quote is: 'He will remember his first sight of the open sea: a gray wrinkled vastness, like the residue of a dream.'
The second part of said epigraph -the fire in my bones and the sweet taste of kerosene- comes from a song by The Kings of Leon called Revelry.
The title of part two, acts like summer and walks like rain, comes from Drops of Jupiter by Train. The full quote is, 'she acts like summer and talks like rain, reminds me that there's still time to change.'
'Tell me all your thoughts on God', the basis of an excerpt of one of Jared's stories, comes from a song by Dishwalla called Counting Blue Cars. The story itself, I wrote when I was playing that song on a loop.
the title of part three, 'let the wind carry you home' comes from a song by Alter Bridge called Blackbird. Full quote: Let the wind carry you home, blackbird fly away, may you never be broken again.'
part four: in my head there's a greyhound station, comes from a song by Death Cab for Cutie called Soul Meets Body. Full quote: 'cause in my head, there's a greyhound station where i send my thought to far off destinations.'
Epilogue: where your flowers can bloom comes from a song by Everclear that was really the inspiriation of this entire fic, named I Will Buy You a New Life. The full quote is 'I will buy you a garden where your flowers can bloom.'
Depression is rage slowed down. Mania is grief speeded up: another of Jared's snippets, this time stolen shamelessly from Anne-Marie McDonald, from her novel The Way The Crow Flies.
Finally: Jacko (real name Perry Jackson) and Greenfire Gardening Services both belong to Alison Lurie. Her novel 'The Last Resort' features this sweetheart of a man and his company, and I apologize sincerely for Jared being so mean to him. *pats Jacko* there, there. The title itself was also burrowed from the last sentence of The Last Resort.
groggy
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satisfied
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