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It’s the morning of New Year’s Eve 2024 and I’ve finally sat down to start working on the reworking of Ravens Claws. I’ve read through the first three chapters and have just kind of shuddered nonstop over how much is going to have to be revised or fixed. Especially now that Good Omens has had a screen adaptation that I intend to fit into this just as the book had originally been used (just the first season, though).
In all honesty? I’m not looking forward to this. My mind had made me think so much less had been written already, and the daunting finishing was the biggest hill in my imagination. Finding out there’s more than 60k words to revise?
Please. Send help.
But that’s what I’m starting today, on the eve of a new year. The last year, the last five if we’re being honest, have been very difficult for me. I thought by now I would start feeling like ‘my old self’ and I would be able to sink readily back into having a personality that didn’t revolve around being a caretaker.
It hasn’t happened. So fuck it, we’re doing this anyway. My resolution, at least in this, is to finish RC by the end of 2025. We’ll see how that goes. But I’m going to hope.
This fic was already started as a round robin with another writer, and when that blew up was supposed to be picked up with yet another writer, since at the time the scope of the fic felt like it was more than I could handle as a single writer. Clearly that hasn’t happened, and the fic has been on a nearly 20-year hiatus because of this.
That said? Here is the revised version for your reading pleasure.
(Three weeks later, I would like to admit that if the year keeps on like it is? RC will not be complete by end of 2025. My stepdad died - expected - on New Years, my mom went into the hospital the next day, came home a few days later, then back in less than a week after, because apparently she had two heart attacks and then open heart surgery. I am so tired. But I'm still trying.)