WIP Meme
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post a few sentences from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
HHG
There had been an argument, Ford dimly remembered. Words were said, things were thrown, lineages were insulted. He looked down at his hands. Some fool had written a message on them. "QUIET!" said the back of his left hand. "YOU ARE HIDING"
"FROM ARTHUR" said the back of his right. The words were heavily underlined.
Intrigued, Ford turned his hands over. "IT'S HIS TURN" said his left palm, the lettering smug. "TO SHAVE THE CHILDREN" his right palm delightedly informed him.
-- Working title: More HHG Kidfic (Ford/Arthur)
SGA
The data wasn't that important, anyway; Zelenka's laughable scheme to increase efficiency by modifying the-- Unless, of course, they ran the output through the crystal lattice first. In the background, he was vaguely aware of a kneeling Sheppard trying to get his attention from about waist height, no doubt for round fifty-eight of Sex With Your Drugged Team Leader: Is It Really Such A Bad Idea? "Not now, Major," he said, flapping a hand distractedly. "If I can just get these numbers down, I might be able increase the cross-platform power transfer on Atlantis by seven or eight percent." Seven point oh three five percent, if Zelenka's data was right, but there was no harm in a little optimism.
-- Working title, unsurprisingly: Sex With Your Drugged Team Leader: Is It Really Such A Bad Idea? (McKay/Sheppard, McKay POV)
The pause would annoy Radek even had he not heard it sixty-two times before.
"The day just keeps repeating itself, again and again, from some point this morning to when the Tylons dial in? You've tried-" Rodney starts to ask him about rerouting the power fluctuations from the gate into a secondary containment unit.
"Yes."
"Wait. What?" Rodney frowns. "You didn't know what I was going to say."
"Power fluctuations, secondary containment unit, area 5b." Radek checks the items off on his fingers.
"Oh. Huh." There is a pause. Rodney frowns yet again. "This is going to get old fast."
"Yes." It has.
-- Working title: Timewarp (McKay/Sheppard, Zelenka POV)
Doctor Who (10)
"You'd think there'd be conspiracy theories anyway?" she appealed after another seven-year-old cancer patient had his Special Wish granted by Richard Branson, who looked just as much of a kiddie-fiddler in this universe. "There are loads of conspiracy theories on Earth-- on my Earth, right, for things with boring, human explanations."
The Doctor spun his screwdriver up in the air and caught it. "Name one."
-- Working title: Doctor Who Fixitfic (Gen, Rose POV)
HHG
There had been an argument, Ford dimly remembered. Words were said, things were thrown, lineages were insulted. He looked down at his hands. Some fool had written a message on them. "QUIET!" said the back of his left hand. "YOU ARE HIDING"
"FROM ARTHUR" said the back of his right. The words were heavily underlined.
Intrigued, Ford turned his hands over. "IT'S HIS TURN" said his left palm, the lettering smug. "TO SHAVE THE CHILDREN" his right palm delightedly informed him.
-- Working title: More HHG Kidfic (Ford/Arthur)
SGA
The data wasn't that important, anyway; Zelenka's laughable scheme to increase efficiency by modifying the-- Unless, of course, they ran the output through the crystal lattice first. In the background, he was vaguely aware of a kneeling Sheppard trying to get his attention from about waist height, no doubt for round fifty-eight of Sex With Your Drugged Team Leader: Is It Really Such A Bad Idea? "Not now, Major," he said, flapping a hand distractedly. "If I can just get these numbers down, I might be able increase the cross-platform power transfer on Atlantis by seven or eight percent." Seven point oh three five percent, if Zelenka's data was right, but there was no harm in a little optimism.
-- Working title, unsurprisingly: Sex With Your Drugged Team Leader: Is It Really Such A Bad Idea? (McKay/Sheppard, McKay POV)
The pause would annoy Radek even had he not heard it sixty-two times before.
"The day just keeps repeating itself, again and again, from some point this morning to when the Tylons dial in? You've tried-" Rodney starts to ask him about rerouting the power fluctuations from the gate into a secondary containment unit.
"Yes."
"Wait. What?" Rodney frowns. "You didn't know what I was going to say."
"Power fluctuations, secondary containment unit, area 5b." Radek checks the items off on his fingers.
"Oh. Huh." There is a pause. Rodney frowns yet again. "This is going to get old fast."
"Yes." It has.
-- Working title: Timewarp (McKay/Sheppard, Zelenka POV)
Doctor Who (10)
"You'd think there'd be conspiracy theories anyway?" she appealed after another seven-year-old cancer patient had his Special Wish granted by Richard Branson, who looked just as much of a kiddie-fiddler in this universe. "There are loads of conspiracy theories on Earth-- on my Earth, right, for things with boring, human explanations."
The Doctor spun his screwdriver up in the air and caught it. "Name one."
-- Working title: Doctor Who Fixitfic (Gen, Rose POV)