TWW FIC:: "Dear God" [CJ/Abbey (implied), Abbey-centric] PG13
Title: Dear God
Author: A. Magiluna Stormwriter
Author’s Email: stormwriter@shatterstorm.net
Pairing: CJ/Abbey [implied], Abbey-centric
Rating: PG13
Date: 18-19 August 2007
Word Count: 1042
Written For: futureisours' West Wing AU Dystopia Ficathon
Plot Themes Used: [wo]man vs. religion, technology, man [combination]
Short Summary: Thankfully, Jed's not alive to see this travesty of the very beliefs that molded and drove him for all of his life.
Warning: Character deaths of 2 major characters
Spoilers (if any): Post-series AU.
Disclaimer: “The West Wing”, the characters and situations depicted are the property of Warner Bros. Television, John Wells Productions, NBC, etc. They are borrowed without permission, but without the intent of infringement. This site is in no way affiliated with "The West Wing", NBC, or any representatives of Allison Janney or Stockard Channing. This site contains stories between two mature, consenting adult females.
Author’s Notes: I'd originally planned to write this brilliant piece on [wo]man vs. religion dealing with CJ and Abbey as a couple. That's what I'd signed up for in the first place. And yeah, no, that didn't happen… Damned fickle muses!
So I switched to this current idea. It's been written over the course of two evenings after work. I don't know that this is my best work ever, but I do know that I agonized over this severely. I've never written from Abbey's POV before, at least not something of this magnitude. It was more of a challenge than I'd really expected. I should know better than to think a new muse would be easy on the first date, especially one like Abbey Bartlet!
The title came after the fact, and is based on the song "Dear God". I prefer the version that Sarah McLachlan did, so that's what I'm sticking with.
Beta: Thanks for the quick beta, forensicgater! It's muchly appreciated!
Dedication: My muses, for always letting me stretch my abilities, even when I don't think I can do it.
"Dear God"
by A. Magiluna Stormwriter
I know exactly what she's going through.
Author: A. Magiluna Stormwriter
Author’s Email: stormwriter@shatterstorm.net
Pairing: CJ/Abbey [implied], Abbey-centric
Rating: PG13
Date: 18-19 August 2007
Word Count: 1042
Written For: futureisours' West Wing AU Dystopia Ficathon
Plot Themes Used: [wo]man vs. religion, technology, man [combination]
Short Summary: Thankfully, Jed's not alive to see this travesty of the very beliefs that molded and drove him for all of his life.
Warning: Character deaths of 2 major characters
Spoilers (if any): Post-series AU.
Disclaimer: “The West Wing”, the characters and situations depicted are the property of Warner Bros. Television, John Wells Productions, NBC, etc. They are borrowed without permission, but without the intent of infringement. This site is in no way affiliated with "The West Wing", NBC, or any representatives of Allison Janney or Stockard Channing. This site contains stories between two mature, consenting adult females.
Author’s Notes: I'd originally planned to write this brilliant piece on [wo]man vs. religion dealing with CJ and Abbey as a couple. That's what I'd signed up for in the first place. And yeah, no, that didn't happen… Damned fickle muses!
So I switched to this current idea. It's been written over the course of two evenings after work. I don't know that this is my best work ever, but I do know that I agonized over this severely. I've never written from Abbey's POV before, at least not something of this magnitude. It was more of a challenge than I'd really expected. I should know better than to think a new muse would be easy on the first date, especially one like Abbey Bartlet!
The title came after the fact, and is based on the song "Dear God". I prefer the version that Sarah McLachlan did, so that's what I'm sticking with.
Beta: Thanks for the quick beta, forensicgater! It's muchly appreciated!
Dedication: My muses, for always letting me stretch my abilities, even when I don't think I can do it.
"Dear God"
by A. Magiluna Stormwriter
I know exactly what she's going through.