I was going like gangbusters on my fanfics, post-retirement Captain America and otherwise, at the start of the summer. I’d done several entries of the comedic shorts Texts from Avengers Tower, as well as chapters of the plot-focused adventure novella Boulder in the Stream, and the funny-sweet novelette The Show. I got stalled on them once it got close to shooting time for Mrs. Hawking parts 4 and 5, especially since Boulder in the Stream requires structuring and that’s always a particularly labor-intensive part of writing for me. Even The Show was tricky— because there’s a whole-ass musical going on in the background of it, and I have to figure out what happens in it!
But I have found in the past that sometimes drafting scenes in prose pieces as if they were scenes of drama can sometimes make them easier at least to structure. I’m a big proponent of when writing gets tough, you make it as easy as possible by committing to an iterative process where each round is made as EASY AS POSSIBLE. Then you just go back and add in the next layer of whatever it’s missing until it’s where you want it to be. I find that way more doable than trying to accomplish everything you want in the piece all at the same time. So this method allows me to worry only about structure and dialogue; I can flesh out the bones of it later.
So for today’s piece I took a shot at the next chapter of The Show, which has languished slightly-started for several weeks now. It’s pretty bare-bones, but that’s okay; I do feel like I figured out what the chapter is supposed to DO. While the story’s primary purpose is to be funny bagging on the ridiculousness of the musical they’re watching, the sub-story is about Steve reflecting on a long and full life by comparing his memory to its depiction in the show, which he endeavors to convey to his great-granddaughter. Like, for example, he tells her here one of my favorite things about Steve and Peggy’s relationship. <3
Also, the lyrics suck here and need to be punched up. They’re basically just placeholders for now.

( Day #12 – So Damn Lucky )
But I have found in the past that sometimes drafting scenes in prose pieces as if they were scenes of drama can sometimes make them easier at least to structure. I’m a big proponent of when writing gets tough, you make it as easy as possible by committing to an iterative process where each round is made as EASY AS POSSIBLE. Then you just go back and add in the next layer of whatever it’s missing until it’s where you want it to be. I find that way more doable than trying to accomplish everything you want in the piece all at the same time. So this method allows me to worry only about structure and dialogue; I can flesh out the bones of it later.
So for today’s piece I took a shot at the next chapter of The Show, which has languished slightly-started for several weeks now. It’s pretty bare-bones, but that’s okay; I do feel like I figured out what the chapter is supposed to DO. While the story’s primary purpose is to be funny bagging on the ridiculousness of the musical they’re watching, the sub-story is about Steve reflecting on a long and full life by comparing his memory to its depiction in the show, which he endeavors to convey to his great-granddaughter. Like, for example, he tells her here one of my favorite things about Steve and Peggy’s relationship. <3
Also, the lyrics suck here and need to be punched up. They’re basically just placeholders for now.

( Day #12 – So Damn Lucky )