Part Eight

Part Nine: Visiting Hours

Alfred cleared his throat. "Mr. Kent is here to see you."

Bruce looked up from The Economist to see Clark entering the kitchen, his left hand covering his glasses, feeling his way blindly.

"Is it safe?"

He sighed. "Yes, Clark, it's safe. You don't have to worry about me falling in love with you. You couldn’t ( Read more... )

Sometime back, someone had a meme where you were supposed to use Microsoft Word's Auto Summarize feature on one of your stories. I'm not sure what to make of the results for "Splintered". It seems that Word is skipping to the bedroom scene at the end that we haven't even written yet. ( Read the results of 42,000 words summarized into 20 sentences )

Part Eight: Plan Zee
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And we hope to get them repaired soon. ;-) I'm not sure how long "Splintered" will turn out, but I've adjusted the wordmeter in our profile to reflect a goal of 50,000 words. If I recall correctly, that's the minimum length for a novel. I have never written anything that long before, and I'm not sure even P's unfinished novel ever made it that far.

Part 7.1
"Good morning, Endymion!"
Bruce cracked open an eye and saw an entirely-too-cheerful Amazon princess standing next to the bed, her face beaming.

"It's too early for mythological allusions." He tried to block out the light with a pillow. "God, you're a morning person. This will never work."
"I've got some coffee brewing."
He raised the ( Read more... )

Part 6.2
Part Seven: Negotiations and Compromises

Bruce closed the door to their suite.
He watched as Diana walked over to the sofa and sat down. Kicking off her crystal-encrusted high heels, she began, "So…"
"So…?"
"What happens now?"
He took off his tie and put it on the dresser. "I thought I'd send a few e-mails, check the police reports, take ( Read more... )

Part 6.1

Bruce saw Zatanna waiting for them around the corner from the entrance to Le Cirque. Although she wore the blonde wig and he could swear she'd added a few inches to her height, he recognized her mischievous violet-blue eyes and characteristic grin.

The maitre d'hotel met them at the door. "Mr. Wayne, it's a pleasure to see you again. ( Read more... )

Part Six: The Purple-Haired Piper of the Wynn

Thanks to DC Lady, HeyBats, and Djinn for reviewing and commenting. Part 5.3

Bruce proceeded mechanically from form to form, barely conscious of his movements. He wished Diana were there to spar with him; her presence would force him to concentrate all of his energy on his martial arts - that is, if ( Read more... )

And, now, the conclusion to Part Five:

Part 5.2

Time slowed to a standstill…

…until he murmured "As you wish," and kissed her. She returned his kiss with equal passion, as if claiming him with her lips.

He was surprised at how fierce, how primal this intimacy was; far different than the kiss they’d shared for the paparazzi’s benefit. He ( Read more... )

LJ is still giving me the "post too large" error, so I guess this'll be broken into three parts. This doesn't bode well for  Part Six, which is also long. Part Five

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Bruce paced back and forth in the Cave, trying to make sense of the burglary. "Is there anything unusual about these artifacts? Some reason Circe would go to all this trouble ( Read more... )