Spate of words
Well, all my words decided to come out today in a librarian post as well as a fic.
First off a big signal boost to Marvel Femslash Prompt Fest because its a great idea.
Then in tougher news, I wrote End of the Year: Changed for good over on my professional librarian blog. This wasn't easy to write but I needed to put on that blog about looking for a job before I can start doing the sorts of posts I want. The next ones will be about school culture and what I learned.
The other piece that I wrote today was Last Midnight, a smutty Charles/Erik piece for one of my Tumblr followers. She was having a very hard night and this was something I could do and I'm happy with it. It reminded me of how there's a lot still to write with Charles and Erik. It contains quite explicit sex as she wanted smutty.
Tomorrow I hope to order myself some business cards as I found a design that really works for me and start the next stage of my life as I look for a job. I feel like since Wednesday, I've been in what my mother calls decompression as I shift from one experience to the next. And ten days from today, I will be on a train to Chicago for the ALA conference.
Also there was FicFriday, need to include those as well.
For @quiverby
Charles-Helena
remembered
She added a little more whiskey to his tea, "Charles, he's still alive. All I have are memories." "I know, I'm sorry." "Don't be."
possibility
"What have you done with all your ideas from when you were bronzed?" "Some have been written, but many, oh many are becoming real."
creative
On the other side of the room he laughed and Helena gave Claudia a smug look, "Charles likes my newest idea. He thinks its clever."
Joshua/Moist
freedom
Joshua wasn't sure he actually liked horses but galloping down the road with Alfred was the freest he'd felt since the compass.
heat
Joshua felt like his suit was sticking to every part of him and he jumped when Al appeared, "I know where there's ice baths for us."
take what you can get-I actually missed this was a prompt and didn't write anything for it.
For @yakalskovich
The subject of 'regret', done for
Charles
The quiet moments in the mansion were the worst, when he couldn't share a story with Raven or ask Erik. It was too late now.
Moist
Regrets clutter up a life quicker than anything else and Moist does his best to avoid them, he does wonder about his family.
Jane
Jane used the same desk for all of her career and tucked into a corner were all the letters she wrote but never sent to Tom.
This entry is also posted at http://ceitfianna.dreamwidth.org/397132.html. Please comment wherever you'd like.
First off a big signal boost to Marvel Femslash Prompt Fest because its a great idea.
Then in tougher news, I wrote End of the Year: Changed for good over on my professional librarian blog. This wasn't easy to write but I needed to put on that blog about looking for a job before I can start doing the sorts of posts I want. The next ones will be about school culture and what I learned.
The other piece that I wrote today was Last Midnight, a smutty Charles/Erik piece for one of my Tumblr followers. She was having a very hard night and this was something I could do and I'm happy with it. It reminded me of how there's a lot still to write with Charles and Erik. It contains quite explicit sex as she wanted smutty.
Tomorrow I hope to order myself some business cards as I found a design that really works for me and start the next stage of my life as I look for a job. I feel like since Wednesday, I've been in what my mother calls decompression as I shift from one experience to the next. And ten days from today, I will be on a train to Chicago for the ALA conference.
Also there was FicFriday, need to include those as well.
For @quiverby
Charles-Helena
remembered
She added a little more whiskey to his tea, "Charles, he's still alive. All I have are memories." "I know, I'm sorry." "Don't be."
possibility
"What have you done with all your ideas from when you were bronzed?" "Some have been written, but many, oh many are becoming real."
creative
On the other side of the room he laughed and Helena gave Claudia a smug look, "Charles likes my newest idea. He thinks its clever."
Joshua/Moist
freedom
Joshua wasn't sure he actually liked horses but galloping down the road with Alfred was the freest he'd felt since the compass.
heat
Joshua felt like his suit was sticking to every part of him and he jumped when Al appeared, "I know where there's ice baths for us."
take what you can get-I actually missed this was a prompt and didn't write anything for it.
For @yakalskovich
The subject of 'regret', done for
Charles
The quiet moments in the mansion were the worst, when he couldn't share a story with Raven or ask Erik. It was too late now.
Moist
Regrets clutter up a life quicker than anything else and Moist does his best to avoid them, he does wonder about his family.
Jane
Jane used the same desk for all of her career and tucked into a corner were all the letters she wrote but never sent to Tom.
This entry is also posted at http://ceitfianna.dreamwidth.org/397132.html. Please comment wherever you'd like.