So, I post drafts of stories in progress on LJ, sometimes for betas, sometimes so I can see how things are working in a different style, sometimes so I can work on fics when I'm not at home.
And I've just hit the 'error: client post too large' notice for L'Oiseau de feu.
Yay!
I have 13K words, I'm finally getting to the good stuff (though I have a feeling that the good stuff is going to be hellishly tricky to write), and although (as I've told
moveablehistory) the fic is winding its way away from the original prompts, I might be able to salvage some of it, in the next few thousand words.
Dean's pissed off, Sam's confused, and Baba Yaga's drinking tea and smiling enigmatically.
WHAT COULD BE BETTER?!
...
Okay. I'm done now.
Yay!
“Three things,” she says. Sam tilts his head in question and she says, “You bring me back three things that I want, and I’ll tell you how to get your zhar-ptitsa, where he is and how to trap him.”