All of the fic ideas you discussed above sound excellent, just so you know.
Ryan begins taking early morning walks, just to photograph the city through Polaroids. He knows what he is doing is clichéd and sentimental but he loves it. Summer is turning to fall and Ryan wants to capture this strange, wistful mood that seems to have overtaken the brash city he’s known forever before it slips through his fingers. He takes photos sparingly, determined to make the roll of film last to the very start of autumn – that his last photo should be of leaves turning to red or maybe starting to drop. One or two days he returns without any new prints, his head full of the photo he would have taken had it looked as well through the viewfinder as he thought it would.
PS - Do you think I could do this meme? I have held off because I feel like I haven't written enough, or at least not anything people would want to hear commentary on.
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Date: Wednesday, 28 April 2010 11:18 (UTC)Ryan begins taking early morning walks, just to photograph the city through Polaroids. He knows what he is doing is clichéd and sentimental but he loves it. Summer is turning to fall and Ryan wants to capture this strange, wistful mood that seems to have overtaken the brash city he’s known forever before it slips through his fingers. He takes photos sparingly, determined to make the roll of film last to the very start of autumn – that his last photo should be of leaves turning to red or maybe starting to drop. One or two days he returns without any new prints, his head full of the photo he would have taken had it looked as well through the viewfinder as he thought it would.
PS - Do you think I could do this meme? I have held off because I feel like I haven't written enough, or at least not anything people would want to hear commentary on.