Son of a gun, I forgot how complex a process posting fic is. I'm always terrified I'm going to break some comm's rules and get kicked out, for starters. Plus, this one was sort of genre/comm-defying. I just went simple rather than spamming the entire world and risk pissing off the folk at the gen and het comms--the story could be classified as either/both. I'm sure it will get listed in the newsletter as het, which is fine. I just hope people who like gen will take the risk of reading it, too. It's not very naughty, but does feature Sam/Jess.
I'm all over the place here--very very sleepy and punchy. Mainly I wanted to go "Whhooo-yeah! I finished a story for the first time in, like, five months!" November 3 was the last time I posted anything. Many thanks to
shakespearebint whose story it is--she bought me in January's Sweet Charity auction--for actually getting me out of the rut of WIP despair I was caught in this fall. I feel certain I will revisit that rut soon, but it was nice to take a break. And, honestly, the first half of this story happened ridiculously fast given the amount of time I had to write--like three weeks?--and then the second half took two months.
Right. I was going to go to bed. I was just muttering to
kimonkey7 about staying home tomorrow to work on my final paper, but I just realized I can't because all the stuff I sent out to my authors last week is supposed to come back to me. I guess if they don't pony up, I can work on my paper at work.
Oh, speaking of... for my reaction to 3x13, please refer to
kimonkey7's post on the subject. Yes, I laughed my ass off for most of it and love it for many reasons, but what stuck with me was the exact same bad taste she wrote about on Friday.