#2: Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to? I'd love to pull off an amnesia fic that a) makes physiological sense, so no sudden convenient switches from total loss to total regain, and maybe some aphasia or fun stuff like that thrown in, I don't know, I would research; b) does something to enlighten relationships or other aspects of characters' lives. I tend to roll my eyes violently at amnesia plots, so taking on the challenge would probably help me appreciate how hard doing them well is. No idea what fandom I'd go for, though POI is presenting us with a likely offstage test subject at the moment (I think lots of other people have taken advantage of this, though). Can't do Vorkosigan because it's already been done in canon - well, it would work as long as Miles got to give whomever it was lots of unsolicited advice. Have sex with your doctor, take lots of showers.
#3: Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole? There are several, but… I've always been unrelentingly allergic to wingfic. Can't understand the appeal or the reasoning. Have forced myself through a few of them by authors I like, and ended up shrugging and moving on - why? Why take a perfectly good character and stick wings on their back? Transformation into a bird (or a dragon) I can get into; flying dreams are cool. But wings on a person just seem inconvenient most of the time, and there's never actually room for them under the clothes, and being able to pick up your loved one and swoop around with them doesn't, for me, make up for it. (This doesn't even touch the "how?" aspect, because magic I guess.)
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#3: Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole? There are several, but… I've always been unrelentingly allergic to wingfic. Can't understand the appeal or the reasoning. Have forced myself through a few of them by authors I like, and ended up shrugging and moving on - why? Why take a perfectly good character and stick wings on their back? Transformation into a bird (or a dragon) I can get into; flying dreams are cool. But wings on a person just seem inconvenient most of the time, and there's never actually room for them under the clothes, and being able to pick up your loved one and swoop around with them doesn't, for me, make up for it. (This doesn't even touch the "how?" aspect, because magic I guess.)