There's room in here to swing a dead old woman! ...I mean, a cat! -Brent
SO DEAD.
The Avatar plotfic of doom is finished, at long last, with a final installment clocking in at a little over nine thousand words. All of which I wrote today. At work. That means that in the last three days, I've written a twenty thousand word three-shot, and in the last ten, nearly thirty thousand words total. If this were November, I would be beating NaNo pulpy. O____O
I decided to post it early in case yamikinoko doesn't like it, in which case I will dutifully write another. About something else. -____-
Anyway. Here you are, the complete fic in three segments. Please enjoy them or I may cry.
Dreambender - Part I. Katara has a secret that makes her run from her companions in the middle of the night without a word. Zuko keeps it for her... until he can't. (8,200~ words)
Quietbender - Part II. Katara needs time to come to terms with what she's done. Zuko protects her silence and waits. (~1500 words)
Unbender - Part III. The war comes to its climax, and its end. A powerless Katara must stay behind while her friends walk towards battle and death. Zuko carries her will to the frontlines in her place. (~9200)
The entire fic can also be read here at FFNet: The Unbender Trilogy.
And now, mostly unrelated, I took a break from the fic of doom and mouse-doodled some flowers in Paint. They turned out kind of funky, so I saved my favourite.
What do you think? Should I quit my day job?
And rambly stuff:
I've had kind of a weird past few days. Those of you who know me in real life and a lot of you who know me here pretty much know that I, for the most part, am on an emotional even keel. I have highs, I have lows, but they're gradual and easy to handle usually.
Right now, I feel like my hormones have gone berserk. The night before last I was furious, but for absolutely no reason. I was just... mad. Yesterday, I had a hermit impulse so strong I silenced my phone, locked the door to my room, drew the shades, and very nearly built a fort with my mattress to hide in. Today at work, I was giddy, almost like I was sugar-high but without actually having any sugar to eat.
How do you guys with higher emotional extreme ratios deal with this? I don't know what to expect next. Perhaps maniacal fits of the giggles? Homicidal impulses? WTF, I don't like this at all. D:
Watched Fifth Element with Sara and Carlie tonight. It's still awesome, no matter what anyone says. ♥
The Avatar plotfic of doom is finished, at long last, with a final installment clocking in at a little over nine thousand words. All of which I wrote today. At work. That means that in the last three days, I've written a twenty thousand word three-shot, and in the last ten, nearly thirty thousand words total. If this were November, I would be beating NaNo pulpy. O____O
I decided to post it early in case yamikinoko doesn't like it, in which case I will dutifully write another. About something else. -____-
Anyway. Here you are, the complete fic in three segments. Please enjoy them or I may cry.
Dreambender - Part I. Katara has a secret that makes her run from her companions in the middle of the night without a word. Zuko keeps it for her... until he can't. (8,200~ words)
Quietbender - Part II. Katara needs time to come to terms with what she's done. Zuko protects her silence and waits. (~1500 words)
Unbender - Part III. The war comes to its climax, and its end. A powerless Katara must stay behind while her friends walk towards battle and death. Zuko carries her will to the frontlines in her place. (~9200)
The entire fic can also be read here at FFNet: The Unbender Trilogy.
And now, mostly unrelated, I took a break from the fic of doom and mouse-doodled some flowers in Paint. They turned out kind of funky, so I saved my favourite.
What do you think? Should I quit my day job?
And rambly stuff:
I've had kind of a weird past few days. Those of you who know me in real life and a lot of you who know me here pretty much know that I, for the most part, am on an emotional even keel. I have highs, I have lows, but they're gradual and easy to handle usually.
Right now, I feel like my hormones have gone berserk. The night before last I was furious, but for absolutely no reason. I was just... mad. Yesterday, I had a hermit impulse so strong I silenced my phone, locked the door to my room, drew the shades, and very nearly built a fort with my mattress to hide in. Today at work, I was giddy, almost like I was sugar-high but without actually having any sugar to eat.
How do you guys with higher emotional extreme ratios deal with this? I don't know what to expect next. Perhaps maniacal fits of the giggles? Homicidal impulses? WTF, I don't like this at all. D:
Watched Fifth Element with Sara and Carlie tonight. It's still awesome, no matter what anyone says. ♥