You're very smart, you waited until I said the fic was done before you started reading. I really got sidetracked and updating has been very erratic.
One of the things that I try to do is write unusual stories and concentrate on the little discrepancies in canon in order to find my individual take on the situation (making lemonade out of lemons). I have the luxury of time to research, so I can spend a month reading about the Russian mafia before I write about it. Or watch vacation videos from Navy Pier, etc., etc.
You are meant to sympathize with Veronica. She is somewhat self-loathing for a large part of this fic, because she FINALLY realized that she screwed up badly. (It sounds like the movie will also have her giving up detecting post-TBiB.)
At the same time, she's also been through three incredibly traumatic years. It's kind of pathetic that, other than her dad, her only "rock" at this point is the boyfriend who used to torment her (and is at least peripherally involved in one of the worst nights of her life, and is directly involved in one of the other worst nights). How the hell can she have anything other than complicated feelings? If she still had Mac and Wallace as friends to hang onto, I think she would not be vacillating so wildly between traumatized and determined.
I do mean for her to be suffering with PTSD, which I think she's had since the encounter with Beaver on the roof, and all the flailing she did in season 3 becomes therefore more explicable. Once she kills a man, she completely loses herself.
Anyways, thank you for reading and commenting. I appreciate your thoughts.
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Date: 2014-03-05 10:24 pm (UTC)One of the things that I try to do is write unusual stories and concentrate on the little discrepancies in canon in order to find my individual take on the situation (making lemonade out of lemons). I have the luxury of time to research, so I can spend a month reading about the Russian mafia before I write about it. Or watch vacation videos from Navy Pier, etc., etc.
You are meant to sympathize with Veronica. She is somewhat self-loathing for a large part of this fic, because she FINALLY realized that she screwed up badly. (It sounds like the movie will also have her giving up detecting post-TBiB.)
At the same time, she's also been through three incredibly traumatic years. It's kind of pathetic that, other than her dad, her only "rock" at this point is the boyfriend who used to torment her (and is at least peripherally involved in one of the worst nights of her life, and is directly involved in one of the other worst nights). How the hell can she have anything other than complicated feelings? If she still had Mac and Wallace as friends to hang onto, I think she would not be vacillating so wildly between traumatized and determined.
I do mean for her to be suffering with PTSD, which I think she's had since the encounter with Beaver on the roof, and all the flailing she did in season 3 becomes therefore more explicable. Once she kills a man, she completely loses herself.
Anyways, thank you for reading and commenting. I appreciate your thoughts.