Thanks for asking!
5. Which fic do you wish was more successful? Tough question! Obviously, I have a few fics that I kind of wish had gotten more attention, but if I had to pick – As a Stranger Give it Welcome. Come on, people – I wrote porn for you! Yes, I know it’s not Silverflint, but still! It’s happy OT3 fic! It’s Thomas Lives fic! Not to mention the blood, sweat, and tears that went into the whole of the thing. I’m rather proud of the ghost theme that runs through the entire piece.
6. Favorite piece of dialogue? I have so many! I have absolutely no idea how I would narrow it down to just one, so here are the top five:
a. “Oh for – what the devil is the matter with you, boy? We’ve no quarrel between us that I’m aware of and yet you stand there looking as if I’ve spat in your morning oatmeal!” – Chapter 6, To the Upper Air
b. “When we spoke this morning – I was angry, not with you but because the man I had known was gone, lost to me, or so I thought. It’s only now that I am beginning to realize -” He stopped, looking at the door that James had disappeared through.“What?” Thomas asked, and John shook his head, and when he spoke again his voice was quiet, his tone contemplative.“How pleased I am not to find him here.” – Chapter 12, To the Upper Air
c. “Honestly – I don’t know what’s gotten into you,” Thomas said. “What ever happened to ‘Thomas for the love of God put some clothes on’ when I dared to go out without a neckcloth?” he asked, clearly perplexed. “Speaking of which – you realize you’re not wearing one? I mean – look at you! Your hair’s a mess, you’re just barely in your shirtsleeves – are you even wearing your boots on the right feet?”James looked down, vaguely surprised that somewhere in his rush to get dressed he had in fact thought to pull his boots on. They pinched, he realized, and for a moment he had to consider Thomas’ question seriously.“Probably,” he answered. – Chapter 2, To the Upper Air
d. “You were the one that decided to pierce your ear,” she pointed out. “You can hardly look surprised when I decide to use you for a Christmas tree!”“Thomas is the tall one!” James pointed out, pulling his ear away from Miranda’s hand once again. “Hang it on him!”“James, are you implying that I’m a tree?” Thomas asked.“You see? He admits it,” James argued, and Miranda laughed. – Silver and Gold Decorations (Shall be Hung on James in Lieu of a Tree)
e. “I -” he started, and blew out a breath. He turned away. “Maybe I just thought you’d both been through enough shit and that I shouldn’t add to it,” he said finally. – Cure for Sorrow, Chapter 3
Bonus: “Undead pirates,” he says, and Flint gives him an odd look.“Undead… pirates,” he repeats slowly. He looks suspiciously at the bottle by Norrington’s elbow. “What the fuck have you been drinking?” – Green-eyed Fools Named James
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