WIPs Meme
When you see this, post a snippet from each of your works in progress.
Not really ganked from anybody... I just felt like doing it. Got a bit of startosis going on lately. (Not startitis - that would be inflammation from starting too much! *g*) Of course, there is no guarantee that any of these fics will ever be finished or published.
1) "Hmmm... I don't think I've ever autopsied a bitten-off head. Certainly not bitten off by a human being, at any rate!"
2) "...and since they took your memories you've been thinkin' that your fun is all through now,
But you can come an' drive with me 'cause we got a lotta things to do now,
And we'll have fun fun fun till the Brigadier takes Bessie away!"
3) Waverly - still in tweeds, but wearing a rubber Frankenstein mask as a concession to the festivities - was keeping a stern eye on the punch bowl. This had been standard procedure since the year when five different people had spiked the punch without prior consultation; nobody really wanted a repeat of that year's drunken singing contest, nor of the spectacular explosion in the lab the next day. (Illya had claimed he'd been testing the leftovers for possible use against Thrush, but the general consensus was that he'd just wanted to see what would happen when he tossed in a lit match.)
4) The cat gave the receptionist a dirty look, padded over to the intercom, and pawed the button firmly. "Meeoowww," it announced.
5) [This one hasn't any snippetable bits written just yet, but Illya seems to have sprained his ankle during a chase scene. In the Minnesota woods. *smirk*]
Not really ganked from anybody... I just felt like doing it. Got a bit of startosis going on lately. (Not startitis - that would be inflammation from starting too much! *g*) Of course, there is no guarantee that any of these fics will ever be finished or published.
1) "Hmmm... I don't think I've ever autopsied a bitten-off head. Certainly not bitten off by a human being, at any rate!"
2) "...and since they took your memories you've been thinkin' that your fun is all through now,
But you can come an' drive with me 'cause we got a lotta things to do now,
And we'll have fun fun fun till the Brigadier takes Bessie away!"
3) Waverly - still in tweeds, but wearing a rubber Frankenstein mask as a concession to the festivities - was keeping a stern eye on the punch bowl. This had been standard procedure since the year when five different people had spiked the punch without prior consultation; nobody really wanted a repeat of that year's drunken singing contest, nor of the spectacular explosion in the lab the next day. (Illya had claimed he'd been testing the leftovers for possible use against Thrush, but the general consensus was that he'd just wanted to see what would happen when he tossed in a lit match.)
4) The cat gave the receptionist a dirty look, padded over to the intercom, and pawed the button firmly. "Meeoowww," it announced.
5) [This one hasn't any snippetable bits written just yet, but Illya seems to have sprained his ankle during a chase scene. In the Minnesota woods. *smirk*]