I need the distraction

For reasons of 2016 being fucking fired, I need to distract myself, so here's the post no one wanted: DVD commentary for the Hamilton fic I wrote yesterday, The Devil Went Down to New Jersey.

I had honestly not thought I was ever going to write fic for this musical because before I listened I listened to it all I knew about the US Founding Fathers was basically "are they the dudes on Mt Rushmore?". Add to that I felt it would be very important to match the canon tone (and I know nothing about rap/hiphop/musicals/etc + I have a tin ear for music + my English accent is, to put it mildly, complicated) and I'm a very visual person, so it was pretty much a no-go.

But I was prompted a Hamilton fic and so I had to do it. I've been listening to the entire thing at least once daily for the past week or so. I fear "The room where it happens" is never going to leave my brain.

It did the trick, though, because I originally sat down to write down the first five lines before I forgot them and emerged three hours later with 500 words and a complete fic.

I'm going to babble about it, because like I said, I really need to be distracted.

( Commentary )

I'll tell you the worst
At the end of the day,
It's not the musical on replay
Nor anything I did intend
That drives me 'round the bend.
Honestly I think I'm cursed.
This was such great fun
-- And I still need the distraction --
I'm ready for another run!
Bring on the interaction,
For every comment I'll reply
And give rhyming a try.

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