Ugh!
Well, last week sucked. I'm hoping that the coming week doesn't suck as badly. I need to go bake cookies! That will fix everything. Although it won't get Pip's Black Belt paper typed.
This year I sent one goal for myself. I'm terrible at goals. I always wait until the last minute and try to cramp it in before time is up. My goal for this year was to have 12 stories archived.
Boring writing list under the cut.
1. Wyoming Territory - DONE
2. the more things change - DONE
3. Turn Off the Light - DONE
Right Here Waiting Series
4. gravidus in Latin - ready for beta
5. Goodbye to Yesterday - ready for beta
6. Pain - ready for beta
7. Will You Remember? - half done
8. Concupiscence - fixed and ready for second beta
9. over protective Logan story - half done
10. waitress story - barely started
11. The Reason - barely started
12. Here Without You (Set the Time sequel) - ready for beta
13. hands story - ready for beta
Not to bad if I don't wimp out on the follow through. Sometimes when I write a story I am done with it before I send it off to beta. But that is a terrible attitude and I need to kick it in the butt and push through to the end.
I'm still trying to work up a description for the Right Here Waiting series. Maybe something like the following, but I don't know if it makes sense.
The future is always shifting. One small change can lead to a completely different outcome. What if after Logan woke up at the mansion events didn't happen like they did at the end of Days of the Future Past? What if Logan woke up somewhere else? What developments lead up to a kiss with Rogue?
Or I could go vague: One moment, a thousand different possiblities.
For those of you truly bored this afternoon, a couple of the beginnings from the stories in the series.
gravidus in Latin
~*~
"Logan, wake up." Logan opened his eyes to a darkened room. He turned toward the voice next to him. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he could only stare at Rogue beside him. She was propped up on an elbow, holding his forearm with her hand. "I think it's time."
He could smell the fear and pain rolling off of her, mingling with her sweat. Rogue's grip on his arm tightened as she clenched her jaw. She let out a high-pitched whine that hurt his ears. Dumbfounded, he states the obvious, "Breathe, Rogue."
It was the wrong thing to say. Logan found himself on the receiving end of a glare that lacked any Southern charm. "Oh no, you don't. You've known for the last eight months this was happenin'. If you weren't man enough for this you shouldn't have started all that seductive, breathy Marie talk a year ago."
Logan's eye drifted down Rogue…Marie's body, it was hard to miss the swollen breasts and the pregnant belly.
~*~
Pain
~*~
Rogue leaned back against the bar next to him. "What ya' want, X-Man?"
Logan took a swig from the beer he'd been nursing all evening waiting for her to show. He surveyed her from the corner of his eye. She looked the same, covered head to toe only her face bare, but there was a harsher, edgier look to her than the young woman he remembered. This Rogue smelled different, the same underlying tones were there with less innocence and more darkness…?...clinging to her.
Rogue turned to look at Logan square in the eye as he set the bottle down. "Well, old man?" Her voice had a ragged edge that was nothing like the smooth voice he'd hoped to hear again.
~*~
Cookies for sure. I want coconut, Pip wants chocolate chip and the old man gets no say in the matter.
This year I sent one goal for myself. I'm terrible at goals. I always wait until the last minute and try to cramp it in before time is up. My goal for this year was to have 12 stories archived.
Boring writing list under the cut.
1. Wyoming Territory - DONE
2. the more things change - DONE
3. Turn Off the Light - DONE
Right Here Waiting Series
4. gravidus in Latin - ready for beta
5. Goodbye to Yesterday - ready for beta
6. Pain - ready for beta
7. Will You Remember? - half done
8. Concupiscence - fixed and ready for second beta
9. over protective Logan story - half done
10. waitress story - barely started
11. The Reason - barely started
12. Here Without You (Set the Time sequel) - ready for beta
13. hands story - ready for beta
Not to bad if I don't wimp out on the follow through. Sometimes when I write a story I am done with it before I send it off to beta. But that is a terrible attitude and I need to kick it in the butt and push through to the end.
I'm still trying to work up a description for the Right Here Waiting series. Maybe something like the following, but I don't know if it makes sense.
The future is always shifting. One small change can lead to a completely different outcome. What if after Logan woke up at the mansion events didn't happen like they did at the end of Days of the Future Past? What if Logan woke up somewhere else? What developments lead up to a kiss with Rogue?
Or I could go vague: One moment, a thousand different possiblities.
For those of you truly bored this afternoon, a couple of the beginnings from the stories in the series.
gravidus in Latin
~*~
"Logan, wake up." Logan opened his eyes to a darkened room. He turned toward the voice next to him. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he could only stare at Rogue beside him. She was propped up on an elbow, holding his forearm with her hand. "I think it's time."
He could smell the fear and pain rolling off of her, mingling with her sweat. Rogue's grip on his arm tightened as she clenched her jaw. She let out a high-pitched whine that hurt his ears. Dumbfounded, he states the obvious, "Breathe, Rogue."
It was the wrong thing to say. Logan found himself on the receiving end of a glare that lacked any Southern charm. "Oh no, you don't. You've known for the last eight months this was happenin'. If you weren't man enough for this you shouldn't have started all that seductive, breathy Marie talk a year ago."
Logan's eye drifted down Rogue…Marie's body, it was hard to miss the swollen breasts and the pregnant belly.
~*~
Pain
~*~
Rogue leaned back against the bar next to him. "What ya' want, X-Man?"
Logan took a swig from the beer he'd been nursing all evening waiting for her to show. He surveyed her from the corner of his eye. She looked the same, covered head to toe only her face bare, but there was a harsher, edgier look to her than the young woman he remembered. This Rogue smelled different, the same underlying tones were there with less innocence and more darkness…?...clinging to her.
Rogue turned to look at Logan square in the eye as he set the bottle down. "Well, old man?" Her voice had a ragged edge that was nothing like the smooth voice he'd hoped to hear again.
~*~
Cookies for sure. I want coconut, Pip wants chocolate chip and the old man gets no say in the matter.