..And On...

[fangrrl_squees]

The Time Agency Fanfic of Doooooom outlining continues.

I came up with a MUCH better hook (and, indeed, most of the plot to go with it) for eps 2. I'm feeling pretty pleased about that.

I've also decided to throw one of the main characters to the wolves, so to speak, for the sake of the story. I wasn't terribly fond of him to start off with, so at least I'm spared the "Oh gods, I'm killing one of my babies!" guilt, and it resolves an, erm, unresolved issue I had with something built into the finale.

Eps 4 remains stubbornly unrealized beyond a general urge to mix a sex farce with time travel - aka "What do you mean, I'm my own ancestor?" I'm not very worried, though, as that's going to be the light-and-fluffy (or, at least, lighter and fluffier) story. Having said that, watch it turn out to be the bear of the bunch - I've grumbled to Alex that I can't do comedy.

(Tangent! I've always loved the quote attributed to Mel Brooks: "Tragedy is when I stub my toe. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.")

The finale is still pretty much shrouded in the mists of Too Many Ideas, but I expect some of that to clear as I nail down the outlines leading up to it. As I've bitched before, the presence of time travel makes some things FAR too complicated...

Thank god I've got no deadline on this, huh? ;)