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delicataleSo yesterday I spent most of my time, when I wasn't working, Googling spinal cord injuries and how they completely change people's lives around. Mildly depressing I'll admit, but also very educational.
Thing is, this fic idea I have won't let me go, and yet it won't expand into something I can really work with. So I have this idea, burning my brain, of Steve injured and coming back home and finding something to hold on to, not to lose his will to live and his strength. I can't find the something.
Although, hold my horses, I think I might have found it, through Scotty Caan, actually. Now this story is sprouting wings. Steve and his love for the water, not being able to be in it so much anymore because of his injury, of his useless legs...rediscovers surfing. And discovers Life Rolls On.
And meets Danny, too. This could actually lead somewhere...
Thing is, this fic idea I have won't let me go, and yet it won't expand into something I can really work with. So I have this idea, burning my brain, of Steve injured and coming back home and finding something to hold on to, not to lose his will to live and his strength. I can't find the something.
Although, hold my horses, I think I might have found it, through Scotty Caan, actually. Now this story is sprouting wings. Steve and his love for the water, not being able to be in it so much anymore because of his injury, of his useless legs...rediscovers surfing. And discovers Life Rolls On.
And meets Danny, too. This could actually lead somewhere...
