Alternatively

Notes i.

So these will be the last chapters of this story, and it will be filled with notes, ideas, and excerpts that may or may not have made it into the final stories and it's going to be long as fuq. It might not interest all of you, but you can find easter eggs and fun facts concerning name choices, cameos, headcanons, music, and why I made the choices I did while writing. I have chapter titles in bold and ideas separated by overused ellipses, so hopefully if you'd like to read, it's convenient. It was so much fun to stretch narratives and explore characters (and I definitely read  some chapters over and over again because I'm narcissistic and love my works). There will be spelling errors bc half these notes i wrote half asleep or i was just too sloppy to correct my dyslexic MESS.

Thank you to all who have read this indulgent piece of shit in it's entirety, I could not have written any of it without the support and feedback I received. Whether it was a comment or a vote, I love and appreciate all who helped me create this monstrosity.

Also, feel free to comment your favorite piece, I'd love to hear your feedback!!

Stats:

first chapter published - Luggage (first draft open June 8, 2015)

last true chapter published - The Last Time (June 19, 2019)

most parts for a multi-chap - Once Upon A Time and To Be Human with 6 parts

longest multi-chap chapter - Just A Boy, Just A Girl (ii.) at (11,668 words)

longest stand alone chapter - I Tombee For You at (13,901 words)

shortest chapter - Tidal Change at (465 words)

author favorite multi-chap - Total Drama Summer Camp and Plethora of Princes and Princesses

author favorite stand alone - Fences and Absquatulate

author least favorite multi-chap - Ubiquitous

author least favorite stand alone - Golden Heart and Malfunction

Luggage:

It was a stand alone one shot before I turned it into the first chapter of Alternatively

Through His Viewfinder:

(ways i almost did this story)

The crackle of a fresh shank echoed through the empty studio. Annabeth bent the shoe back and forth before folding it in half, standing on it with her heel. She could feel it begin to give, crunching under the pressure. Sure to avoid the Exact-o knife, she stepped off and set the shoe with it's mate on the side. Two pairs were completed and she looked at the clock, deciding she had enough time to break in one more. Sunlight streamed in from the studio windows, dust swirling in the pale beams. In between class guaranteed her particular studio to be free. The only sound was the thick thread pulling through new satin and her steady breathing.

Prepping new shoes was always a therapeutic process she had come to revel in. Rehearsal kept her head in a whirlwind of command, so many points to keep in mind while under the close eye of her instructors. The familiar motions of sewing and trimming and snapping and breaking allowed her to drift off, something she couldn't be caught doing anywhere else in the company.