Why I Haven't Posted Anything in Ages: The First Tale
So TogetherAgain sat on the bus on the way to and from school, because that seemed like a logical time to think and nap, and she thought about posting that story she'd been concocting in which she saved the Muppets. There were, however, a few problems with posting that story.
First of all, despite the fact that TogetherAgain's obsession with the Muppets was growing more than ever, she really didn't know too much about most of the characters. Did she expect herself to write these characters in character when pretty much all she knew about them was a name and general appearance? Heck no! But how on earth was she going to explain for the utter lack of so many Muppets?
Then of course, there was the important matter of the fact that she was such an influential character. Could she really write that and post it? Um... No, no, she really couldn't. It was not right at all, you see, because as much as she wished it wasn't true, TogetherAgain was not a Muppet, nor was she a fictional character, and therefore she did not have any place at all in a Muppet fan fiction story, especially one that she was writing. It simply would have been too arrogant and presumptuous, and those were traits that this particular girl liked to avoid at all costs.
The third issue was the matter of coming up with a title... But we'll get back to that, right after we get back to the other two issues.
The first issue turned out to be fairly easy to deal with. TogetherAgain simply claimed that most of the Muppets had moved out of the Muppet Boarding House, leaving only the Muppets that she was more familiar with. Case closed! All she had to do was go to the Muppet Theater and grant the other Muppets a token line or two, and she was all set.
The second issue was more difficult, as the fact that SHE was in the story was, by this point, fairly embedded into the plot. Since she couldn't post herself into such a major story role, she obviously had to change the name of the character that was no longer going to be her. She also cut out the scenes that involved her family, her house, and the motorcycle she wanted to have someday. The changes ended up be fairly easy to make, since the character of herself had never really so much been herself as she had been a glorified version of herself, which is really all anyone wants to write anyway.
Then came the third and final issue: the title. This left poor TogetherAgain utterly stumped until one day, with too much time on her hands as usual, she was sitting in her room listening to this "Muppet Central Radio," and one of her favorite songs came on that she had never heard of before she had started listening to Muppet Central Radio. The song happened to be called "Sweet Vacation," and it happened to be all up-beat and happy and the kind of song to which TogetherAgain required herself to dance, just to make sure she got SOME sort of exercise, since school was almost over and she wouldn't have the "I have classes on the third floor" excuse much longer. At any rate, she was listening to this song, and the lyrics stuck in her head, as they usually did. "Sweet vacation... recreation... destination, home... My friends can take me! Sweet vacation... recreation... destination home... My friends can take me home..." Well, inspiration finally struck, and Little Miss TogetherAgain decided that "Destination: Home" would be the perfect title for her story, and with that, she began to post.
Well... alright, so she didn't begin to post with that. She began to post with meek hopes, an explanation that since she nagged everyone else for their stories, it was only fair that she write, too, and a request that people be honest with what they thought about it, and that they not be afraid of "hurting her feelings," because she wanted to know what they really thought.
It turned out that readers either didn't notice that request, or thought she was amazing, and since she didn't even think that they might have missed the request until years afterwards, TogetherAgain was positively floored. They liked her! They really, really liked her! Oh, you should have seen the way she danced around her room and ran downstairs to tell her mother when some of the members she respected most were praising her work. (Her mother was utterly baffled.) She resolved to write and post a chapter a day, and she had a lot of fun with it. Often, since sitting in front of her computer could be boring, uninspiring, and likely to garner light reprimands from her parents for wasting a beautiful day, she would take a little notebook and go sit outside to write, and then come back inside to type it all up. The notebook also happened to help with getting the story done when her parents insisted on dragging her out of the house, so it all worked out very well.
Of course, TogetherAgain also had a friend from her youth group who was very encouraging about this writing, so it was only logical that the friend should read the story, too. The trouble with this, of course, was that the friend had a life, and didn't have much time to read every single new chapter. For a while, when TogetherAgain finished the story, she didn't want to start a new one until her friend had finished reading the first one. While she waited, she, well... stalled. She started posting commentary, as if her story was a DVD, and deleted scenes, and a preview for the next story. The other members of Muppet Central seemed to enjoy it, but in the meantime, the friend just didn't read the story.
But that was alright, because TogetherAgain had printed the story off and gotten it bound at Kinkos, and she was showing it off to her family. They all had nice things to say about it, and her big sister had some good suggestions, like not mixing and matching whether she denoted emphasis by italics, bold, or capital letters. (TogetherAgain had never been able to decide which she liked. She ultimately settled on italics for emphasis and capital letters for volume, but in that first story, you never knew what would show up next.)
So TogetherAgain was absolutely thrilled with the success of her first story, enjoyed having something to do with the day during her long, empty summers, and was excited to start a new story.
The question was... What would the next story be?