#but i prefer those to the weird musical reference that she was ugly lmao

[longeyelashedtragedy]

oooo... deeply curious about 'she may not remember me (but I remember her)'

so much to say about this!!!! this fic is my greatest point of sadness because...i wrote the first chapter and think it's fabulous, though have never been courageous enough to post it here for some reason, and wrote part of a later chapter and i also think it's fabulous. i posted it here! however, i also set up a structure that's difficult (for me) to work with and i am completely stuck because what i had planned was sort of too exhausting. now i'm just waiting for like, divine inspiration to strike. i stayed up till like 7am writing this when inspiration struck (oh...the things you do in late march early april) so clearly when i figure out what to do with it, words will flow out like endless rain into a paper cup, but i just...have not in any way been able to figure out what to do.

this fic is a franko, jamie, louise, christine fic set in summer 2010, mostly narrated by louise but with some franko POV parts as well. louise is very unhappy in her marriage at this point, while in contrast, this is christine and frank's first summer together as a couple. they go to a weird house on a private island empty but for the 4 of them, and there's awkward tension. also 3/4ths of the folks on this island are secretly gay. on their 2nd day, Something Happens to shift, well, either the reality, or frank and louise's perception of reality, and the ladies wind up trapped outside the house while the men are trapped inside, and on each day, their reality and memories become more shattered as they sink into weird debauchery and isolation. at the end--what is the truth? what really happened? will we ever know?

this was inspired by many things but largely by the idea that this curse hangs over the lampardfamily, infecting everyone in its wake, and also what happens when someone new joins in--how are they affected? you can see influences of "dumb kids in their forties" and "enable camera 4" (regrettably) in it.

i also wrote most of the epilogue and it went pretty hard :( i wish i could figure out how to continue!

the title is just me being a huge phantom of the opera gay and being a little too delighted about the fact that i can perfectly deploy a phantom lyric here-

"can it be? can it be christine? (bravo!) long ago, it seems so long ago, how young and innocent we were, she may not remember me--but i remember her"

it's PERFECT considering"remembering" is the central theme of this--what do they and don't they remember, and what is even real? i think it also ties in well with the final line of the epilogue.

sorry for the like 99 theses i just nailed to the door here. thank you for your ask!