I just wanted to apologise for the delay - I am literally writing the next chapter at the moment, however the burning of Japan has been leading to this scene, and trying to write it well is a bit of a task.
I refuse to abandon this story, no matter how tough it gets. Oddly enough, it means quite a lot to me, but I choose every word very very carefully, and trying to capture the characters (especially in this scene) is time consuming and grey-hair inducing.
I'm hoping to have the next chapter up by the 17th, but that depends on whether it gets rewritten (as important chapters tend to do, with me) and other real life events.
In any case, I wanted to just say thank you for the continued support, and remind you that this is not abandoned.
Once this scene is over, I (or, at least, the Doctor) finally get to share some important stuff - stuff that I've wanted to share since I first watched The End of Time and this story began to form in my head. Not all the answers will come out - there are some things that will be held back until nearly the very end (even if it is frustrating holding on to them), and some stuff that will only make sense in the Epilogue (which I'm so excited about).
Due to the really bizarre nature of the Doctor and Master's relationship, some things will have to be explained in the author's note at the end. I am not a perfect writer, and the only way you could completely understand would be for me to write the Master's thought processes, which would be a truly terrifying 'stream-of-consciousness' that would make Virginia Woolfe look like Harry Potter. The Doctor will attempt to explain somewhat eventually, but a full explaination of the character - or at least my interpretation of him - will have to wait until the end.
Timelord love is difficult to write; trying to explain it without ruining the plot is even more difficult.
I have only these suggestions: read between the lines, listen to 'future' Doctor, use Jack's eyes. Look at what is and isn't done, and what is and isn't said. This is a puzzle in the shape of a fanfiction, and it needs you to remember what happened in the show as well as what happened in previous chapters.
And... things in the early chapters should only now begin to make sense.
Timey-wimey, wibbley-wobbley. That is the only reason that I can give for the way this has been written.
I would estimate we're about half way through now. Trying to write the entire year day-by-day would make me as insane as the Master, and the Doctor has his motives for picking out only the important bits.
If you haven't worked out why yet, then I'm a really terrible writer.
You're welcome to message me on Fanfiction.net or here. If you've got any guesses about certain stuff you can ask me (I won't post spoilers in public, but I'll be happy to tell you in private, and I'd love to hear what people are guessing).
Now I have to face the horrors of writing this next chapter. While there's nothing truly harrowing in it, there's a part of me that desperately wants to write them with copious amounts of fluff. Unfortunately, these two come with a certain level of trauma attached.
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