A personal challenge – can I whip out a fiction poster in a couple of hours? If I start with a rough draft from the Casablanca project I can. I was certain that I had nothing left to give for this round but I was so inspired by herself_nyc‘s “Closure is a Silly Word” tonight that I had to respond. So few Spuffy stories (or really fandom stories in general) take Dawn’s trauma, or the relationship between the two Summers sisters, seriously. I adore the angst, the heartbreak, the love and the stubborn hopefulness. Plus, New York City and especially the Chelsea Hotel is nearly a character in it’s own right.
(And how could I not love a fic that mentions the Dojo, one of my favorite places to eat when I’ve visited the city? Dark, damp, overcrowded, noisy, dirty, cheerful, oddly comforting, long wooden tables shared with strangers, my boots soaking wet from the rain, and bowls of hot, damnably tasty noodles is what I think of when I think of the Dojo.)
