Surely I would have remembered

[ziparumpazoo]

You know that moment when you get a comment on an old fic? So you go to thank them and end up accidentally reading a line or two of said fic because, well, it's old, and maybe you have fond memories of writing it? And then the line or two turns into reading all of said fic, and then you go to hit the kudos button because omg, who wrote this? The prose! I wish I could write prose like this...wait a minute... *facepalm*

And then you spend the rest of the day wondering when you stopped writing like that.

Other signs you might be a grouchy old lady of fandom: getting more than one kudo or comment at once on old fic and not being able to find out how they got directed there in the first place. Searching for recs used to be easy before twitter and tumblr and all the rest.

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[ziparumpazoo]

It's true that writing styles change over time, but I think it's the less busy part that is key. This past year and a half has been rough in a lot of ways that would probably require trigger warnings to go into here, but suffice to say, there just hasn't been the spare brainspace to just let the words rattle around first and stick together before they make it to the page. For me, that's how it works anyhow.

I *knew* somebody on my list posted Natasha fic recently! Thanks for the reminder. (speaking of brainspace) Must go back and look at that. :)