I was so bummed out last night. I was hit with one of those "I suck" waves that I get every so often, and basically spent about an hour angsting over my artwork and how embarrassed I am by it, especially when comparing it to others. It sucks to feel that way, and luckily I got over it (after some coaxing by Robyn, who both caused and helped solve ( Read more... )

Been a while. Sorta. Anyway, took a break from this to write the AU and that random baby story. >_> I can't write multiple stories at the same time; I've got to do one at a time...The fact that I have this and the AU as long-running projects that are actually being worked on is a miracle ( Read more... )

And this is the part where we get all caught up and you two people reading are going to have to actually wait for a legit update.

The title is on the can; the sixth part of this odd little thingie thing. Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5.

Part 6, aka, the breakfast pow-wow.That was a Thursday. We decided to do our first test on Saturday ( Read more... )

Because it's wanted and I had a decent part lying around. Turns out I'm not only writing this for myself and Robyn, but Beth as well. >>;

Obviously the fifth part of what's going on. Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4.

Part 5, where you can actually watch the paint dry. *shot*When we made it back to Deep 13, Robinson was worse for wear. Forrester’s “ ( Read more... )

I wrote about thirteen pages between when I posted part two and part three, so don't think I'm a crazy writer or something. But I'm pretty sure the only reason I'm writing this is for Robyn. ...And me. >_>

Anyways, a continuation of what's been going on. Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.

Part 4, where things happen, along with trying to explain the oddness ( Read more... )

I got a huge kick in the butt with this one because Robyn basically urged me to keep going. A continue of this story, which started in this post.

Part 3, wherein more things happen but the plot doesn't exactly show up until the verrrrry
end.We ate in relative silence, though the glowering I was doing probably didn’t make the situation any more ( Read more... )

Today is my little Sophie's sixteenth birthday. She is also a Clay fangirl. Not Dr. Forrester exactly, but the teenage version I crafted of him. It's amusing.

Anyways, a random diddy of a story I wrote. It's left with a lovely "to be continued" at the end, and hopefully I can fulfill that promise.

( There were many things Clayton Forrester hated... )

Continuation of this awkward brain child. I'm not too happy with how it turned out for the mere fact that I hate writing the scenes that introduce the plot. Bah ( Read more... )

It all started with one paragraph that popped into my head. I quickly typed it down, but had no idea where it would go. So I just ran with it.

A bit different from the previous two and my AU, as this one follows a young lab assistant and her encounters with one Dr. Clayton Forrester. The idea is for the story to take place pre-series up through ( Read more... )

My second legit/complete MST3K fanfic. This one, as evident by the title, was written for the Christmas holiday/season/etc. It's short story that popped into my head on how Joel explains Christmas to the 'bots (Crow, actually).

Warning, cute. >_>:

( I promise this one isn't as, ah, deep...or long )