2009 Recap
Another calendar year gone by! Time to look back at a busy year.
In fandom
Still tagging for sg1_debrief, the best LJ resource for SG-1 fandom. Hard to believe it's been over three years! Kudos to Julie and all the editors, and may my gen tagging duties get a lot busier next year. :)
Speaking of great ideas that just keep going, redial_the_gate is now up to Season Six. If you haven't started watching the comm yet, you'll want to rectify that immediately! I'm having so much fun watching "new" eps of S6 that I've never seen before, and Redial is fandom at its best: inclusive, enthusiastic, courteous, and full of squee. My fellow mods Abyssis and Pepper and Aurora are pretty awesome, too!
We celebrated SG-1 Gen Fic Day three times this year, including two rounds of Alphabet Soup. Don't forget we'll have another Gen Fic Day next week on Monday, including Vala-flavored soup for a change from the usual classic team. I know that the quantity of gen fic will never come close to that of ship fic, but the best way to make sure we have as much as possible is to nag coax people into writing more. :)
On the rec side of fandom, I made exactly 120 recs this year in 18 different categories, bringing the total number of recs archived at figs_sg1_rec to 537. Only 18 of those are not gen. We will proudly wave our gen flag on the moon, yes!
Milestones included Rec #500, celebrated with a list of some of my favorite fics, and
sg1genrecs, my DW baby that is open to all reccers of gen squee. I also created some new categories at stargateficrec: Cassie, Bill Lee, and Five Things.
In meta
As I learned last year, fandom time can only stretch so far. Only two canon vs fanon entries this year, I'm afraid:
Canon vs. Fanon, part 19: Sarcophagus Use
Canon vs. Fanon, part 20: Infirmary fanon, part 2
Future planned topics include more off-world fanon, on-world fanon, another Sam edition, languages, another Jack edition... Sadly, still nothing on Teal'c. Despite his all-around awesomeness, our favorite Jaffa simply does not have enough fic written about him to create sufficient common fanon for a separate post. (The few bits of Teal'c-related fanon that do exist have already been included in previous entries.)
In fic
Well, I did lots of writing... but it was all short. The longest story this year was only 4,350 words long, and many were under 1,000 words, including several drabbles. 35 stories, ~30,000 words.
Alphabet Soup fics
L is for Lockdown. Against the backdrop of Message in a Bottle, Janet struggles with the conflict between her two oaths.
A is for Airborne. For all the wonders Jacob witnesses as a Tok'ra, there's still nothing better than flying.
C is for Coffee. "You gave up coffee for your symbiote?"
Team fics
Ten for the Team was supposed to be a ten-story prompt challenge for January. The last two were actually written in December, sigh.
Secret of Success. A Goa'uld doesn't believe Jack's secret to success until SG-1 offers a very pointed lesson.
Sure Looks Strange. Monsters, cave-ins, and Teal'c pwnage.
General Hammond Goes to Washington. Extended scene from The Lost City -- any other details would spoil it.
The Twilight Zone. "Twilight isn't proof of a fracture in the space-time continuum? Are you sure?"
Team Effort. The team that trains together, breaks out of prisons together!
Undercover. The team has to act as a family to gain mineral rights. Squabbling for blankets and Teal'c pwnage ensues.
Turn Left at the Lintel. Minotaurs, mazes, and flawless teamwork.
Out of Step. Janet learns why Daniel is going to get the comfy general's chair in Proving Ground. Keystone Kops have nothing on SG-1!
All in the Timing. Daniel steals some archeology time. Teal'c isn't fooled for a second.
At Least It's Not Poisonous. Teal'c introduces the team to a holiday observed on Chulak.
Besides those ten prompts, I wrote two other team fics:
Attitude of the Knife. Wonder Twins in classic geek mode. It's irritating when Jack can't tell if they're doing it to be annoying or just because they're geeks.
Taking Tally. SG-1 doesn't always win. It's a good thing they have each other to help pick up the pieces.
Ficathon fics
For the multi-fandom Gen Battle, I wrote three stories:
The Daniel Jackson Theory of Hairy Relativity. Total cracky silliness, and some day, I want to see artwork for this. :)
Line in the Sand. Pre-movie Sha'uri and crossing the line into rebellion.
Dreadful Disappointment. Slightly cracky teamfic, with Teal'c utterly disillusioned.
For jacksamfriends, I wrote Reciprocal Regard. Twelve drabbles of Sam and Jack's friendship and support for one another throughout the years.
For the tealc_ficathon, I wrote Beauty in Skill, in which Teal'c prizes substance over beauty and has the secondary summary, "Why most Jaffa suffer from the Stormtrooper Effect, and why Bra'tac is awesome."
Other fic
Something Smoother. Jack, Bra'tac, and good alcohol.
Waiting for Daniel. Jack takes a bleak look at seven years of waiting for Daniel, and wonders if he's ever coming back.
A Matter of Preference The gulf between Sha're's former life and her experience as Amaunet's host is vast beyond imagining.
Dabbles of Drabbles Ten prompted drabbles that range from pre-series through S9, on a variety of characters.
Five Fix-Its That Weren't. Five drabbles: five fix-its that didn't happen to Sam, Daniel, Jack, Teal'c, and Jonas.
And last: non-gen. No, really! :) Grounded is Daniel/Sha're in an extended scene from the last moments of Stargate: the Movie.
Favorite fic bits
I did this last year and I'm surprised at how fun it is. :) Here are some personal favorite snippets of writing, in no particular order:
She raised her chin and stilled her limbs. She was Sha'uri, daughter of Kasuf, leader of Nagada. They called her "Little Princess," but she had lived eleven summers, and she had seen joy and grief and pain and death. She had seen Ra riding the skies above them, and walking on the sands in his human form. But she had also listened to whispers and prayers when they thought she was idly playing; she had walked and crawled into the dark places beneath the city, and found traces of times that others had forgotten.
Times that Ra, perhaps, had also cast out of thought.
She was not afraid to seek what lay beneath the stones, beyond memory.
She was not.
Her pace quickened as she walked across the rippling sands until the dunes hid her from view of the city. She knew that the bustle and hum of Nagada was only a few hundred paces away, but as she stood still and watched the breeze tease grains of sand over her sandaled feet, she felt very alone, and terribly small.
Here. This would do.
Setting the water jug down in the sand, she moved a few paces away. Her heart thudded in her breast as she cast back her hood, tilting her face skywards to offer her challenge to Ra. Let him see her! Let him see Sha'uri, as she dared rebel against him!
She tore the layers of robes from her body, and flung them away. Her linen shift did little to protect her, and she could feel the lick of heat on her bare skin. She kicked her sandals from her feet, and stood on the burning sands.
Unprotected. Exposed. Let him do what he would.
- Line in the Sand
"I must disagree with you, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c interjected.
Daniel raised his brows with surprise. Teal'c had been remarkably quiet throughout all the squabbling, even for him, and he'd hoped that the Jaffa had taken refuge from all the nonsense in the peacefulness of kel no reem. "Really, Teal'c? What about?"
"No subterfuge is necessary. I do, indeed, look upon you all as family."
Daniel blinked. "Oh. Well. Thank you, Teal'c," he said. "That's - that means a lot to me, and to Sam and Jack, too."
"It certainly does," Sam agreed heartily.
"Course it does," Jack said, giving Teal'c an affectionate slap on the arm and surreptitiously trying to tug on the blanket again.
"Were you not my family," Teal'c continued with unruffled calm, "I would have hurled all three of you to the floor long ago, and spent the night alone in this bed in relative comfort."
- Undercover
"And now," the priest shouted, his voice rising to a crescendo of triumph, "I will use the sh'br'kw'trt to cut the throats of the evil invaders and -"
"Ooooh!" Daniel bounced on his heels, his face suddenly alight with excitement. "It is, isn't it? It is!"
The priest halted his diatribe, arm frozen in dramatic mid-wave. Scowling at the interruption, he demanded, "What?"
Daniel, unfazed, bent forward to squint more closely at the sharp blade in the priest's hand. His hair flopped into his eyes and his glasses slid halfway down his nose, but with his hands still tied behind his back, there was nothing he could do about it.
"That's a crysknife," he announced happily, straightening up. He turned to Jack and Sam, practically beaming as he repeated, "It's a crysknife!"
"A what?" Jack said blankly.
"Wow, Daniel, is it really?" And now Sam was leaning forward almost as eagerly as Daniel, and Jack wondered when his teammates had decided to go nuts.
- Attitude of the Knife
When Jack considers the past seven years, he realizes he spends most of his time waiting for Daniel.
He remembers that first time: Daniel, face desperate and eyes intent, standing with a dead woman in his arms. "Wait for me," Daniel says. Three words breathed just loud enough to hear over the whine of dropping rings, plea and demand and conviction all at once. And Jack waits for him, even with a nuclear bomb ticking off the seconds to zero.
He fights for his life and waits, and Daniel comes back, even if a little dented. Daniel comes back, and Sha'uri is alive too, and they kill the king snake in the bargain.
Daniel stays on Abydos. Jack knows now that he was waiting for Daniel that entire year, trying to find Abydos' sun in the night skies of Earth. He doesn't hesitate when Samuels clambers up to his roof and mentions the Stargate, because he was waiting for it all along. So Jack walks up a metal ramp and tosses a tissue box across the light years. He watches the blue ripple flicker and vanish, and waits for Daniel's answer.
He waits for hours, and Daniel comes back, even if a little dented - not physically this time. Daniel comes back without Sha're, and they have a whole galaxy of snakes to kill now.
- Waiting for Daniel
"Well? Can you fix it?"
Teal'c stared at the disassembled zat'nik'a'tel. He wanted to protest, to complain. He wanted to shout at Master Bra'tac that it was unfair to expect a boy of eight winters to know how to repair a weapon of such power.
Instead, he straightened his shoulders, lifted his chin, and met the master's gaze. "No," he said steadily. "I cannot."
Bra'tac's scowl melted into an approving smile. "Good!" he said, clapping Teal'c on the shoulder. "You have learned to accept your limitations with honesty. Now come, chal'ti, and I will teach you how to surpass them."
- Five Fix-Its That Weren't
Reviewing the recap
My favorite story this year (of my own): I'm tempted to choose A Matter of Preference, simply for the sheer research-to-words ratio - I spent over an hour looking up information for a tiny ficlet that's only 440 words long, and I like the way it came out! And I'm very pleased with Line in the Sand, which plays with some of my personal canon for Abydos and gives Sha'uri a voice that feels right. But I think I'd have to go with Taking Tally, which has Jack and Daniel friendship and Teal'c and Daniel friendship and came out better than I dared to hope.
Story most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: I never, ever think my fics are unappreciated. On the contrary, I think this corner of the fandom is wonderfully enthusiastic and amazingly generous with their feedback! :) I will say, though, that I'm sometimes surprised that the light and fluffy (and cracky) fics seem to generate more response than the serious ones. Maybe it's because I know how much more time I put into the serious fics! I do sometimes wish I would get more generous feedback for a story I feel is really good, rather than a story that's fun -- but, as I said, I'm grateful for the responses I do get regularly. Thanks for that.
Most fun story: I got a little cracky this year, didn't I? :) Sure Looks Strange marks the first time I actually wrote a story strictly for the sake of the punchline. Team Effort was enormous fun to write, especially when it came to turning expectation on its head. Attitude of the Knife required research, but the Wonder Twins were having such a good time that they carried me along with them. But hands down, the most fun and silly story is The Daniel Jackson Theory of Hairy Relativity. As they say, it's all about the hair!
Hardest story to write: Unquestionably Taking Tally. I knew where I wanted to be, but getting there was the hard part. And it's never easy to write about failure. I'm just grateful to the characters for helping me make sure they were still whole, in the end. Ah, team.
Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you'd predicted? Much, much less. I was going to write long fic, and instead discovered how to write drabbles. Microfic rather than macrofic, I suppose. I didn't actually write all that much less than last year, but I was trying to do better, so... Ah, well. :)
Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them? I tried moving out of my comfort zone a little, I think. Classic team is warm and fuzzy and -- I won't say easy, but it flows. So I wrote a little pre-series, tried some Amanuet POV, worked a little harder on my Jack voice. It's always good to try and expand the horizon. I also wrote a lot of Teal'c, who always deserves extra fanfic (gen) love! A lot of it was the easy stuff -- Teal'c pwnage, which almost writes itself! -- but I wrote some more serious pieces for the big guy, too.
Did you meet last year's goals? Um... one or two? :) I wanted to write long fic again for stargate_summer, and I had to drop out of that. And I wanted to finish my very first SG-1 fic attempt, but I don't think I even opened the file this year! On the other hand, I began to develop Sha're's voice - only pre-series so far, but I'm getting there! And I finally wrote a fic that wasn't a request or a birthday present or a ficathon piece or to cheer up a friend, but just because! ::cheers:: Thank you, Waiting for Daniel. :) And I'm very satisfied with the result, too.
Also, there's this on my list of goals from last year's entry: ...and enjoy another year in my corner of the SG-1 fandom, which is wonderful and a very delightful place to be! I think I can safely say that I met that goal wholeheartedly. :)
Do you have any goals for the coming year? Well, a lot of it is a matter of shifting last year's goals to this year's. :) Write that long fic. Finish that poor neglected WIP. Besides that, I hope we'll have lots more Gen Fic Days and Alphabet Soups (don't forget, January 4th!). I want to keep reccing, especially in the rarer categories, and see
sg1genrecs grow. I'd like to write more canon vs. fanon, with a little less time between entries! It would be lovely if we could manage a new round for the sg1friendathon. A certain someone and I hope to promote extra Sha're fic in the coming year. It would be really nice to make a dent in my "to write" list. And, as always, I hope to revel in lots of fandom squee!
In fandom
Still tagging for sg1_debrief, the best LJ resource for SG-1 fandom. Hard to believe it's been over three years! Kudos to Julie and all the editors, and may my gen tagging duties get a lot busier next year. :)
Speaking of great ideas that just keep going, redial_the_gate is now up to Season Six. If you haven't started watching the comm yet, you'll want to rectify that immediately! I'm having so much fun watching "new" eps of S6 that I've never seen before, and Redial is fandom at its best: inclusive, enthusiastic, courteous, and full of squee. My fellow mods Abyssis and Pepper and Aurora are pretty awesome, too!
We celebrated SG-1 Gen Fic Day three times this year, including two rounds of Alphabet Soup. Don't forget we'll have another Gen Fic Day next week on Monday, including Vala-flavored soup for a change from the usual classic team. I know that the quantity of gen fic will never come close to that of ship fic, but the best way to make sure we have as much as possible is to nag coax people into writing more. :)
On the rec side of fandom, I made exactly 120 recs this year in 18 different categories, bringing the total number of recs archived at figs_sg1_rec to 537. Only 18 of those are not gen. We will proudly wave our gen flag on the moon, yes!
Milestones included Rec #500, celebrated with a list of some of my favorite fics, and
sg1genrecs, my DW baby that is open to all reccers of gen squee. I also created some new categories at stargateficrec: Cassie, Bill Lee, and Five Things.
In meta
As I learned last year, fandom time can only stretch so far. Only two canon vs fanon entries this year, I'm afraid:
Canon vs. Fanon, part 19: Sarcophagus Use
Canon vs. Fanon, part 20: Infirmary fanon, part 2
Future planned topics include more off-world fanon, on-world fanon, another Sam edition, languages, another Jack edition... Sadly, still nothing on Teal'c. Despite his all-around awesomeness, our favorite Jaffa simply does not have enough fic written about him to create sufficient common fanon for a separate post. (The few bits of Teal'c-related fanon that do exist have already been included in previous entries.)
In fic
Well, I did lots of writing... but it was all short. The longest story this year was only 4,350 words long, and many were under 1,000 words, including several drabbles. 35 stories, ~30,000 words.
Alphabet Soup fics
L is for Lockdown. Against the backdrop of Message in a Bottle, Janet struggles with the conflict between her two oaths.
A is for Airborne. For all the wonders Jacob witnesses as a Tok'ra, there's still nothing better than flying.
C is for Coffee. "You gave up coffee for your symbiote?"
Team fics
Ten for the Team was supposed to be a ten-story prompt challenge for January. The last two were actually written in December, sigh.
Secret of Success. A Goa'uld doesn't believe Jack's secret to success until SG-1 offers a very pointed lesson.
Sure Looks Strange. Monsters, cave-ins, and Teal'c pwnage.
General Hammond Goes to Washington. Extended scene from The Lost City -- any other details would spoil it.
The Twilight Zone. "Twilight isn't proof of a fracture in the space-time continuum? Are you sure?"
Team Effort. The team that trains together, breaks out of prisons together!
Undercover. The team has to act as a family to gain mineral rights. Squabbling for blankets and Teal'c pwnage ensues.
Turn Left at the Lintel. Minotaurs, mazes, and flawless teamwork.
Out of Step. Janet learns why Daniel is going to get the comfy general's chair in Proving Ground. Keystone Kops have nothing on SG-1!
All in the Timing. Daniel steals some archeology time. Teal'c isn't fooled for a second.
At Least It's Not Poisonous. Teal'c introduces the team to a holiday observed on Chulak.
Besides those ten prompts, I wrote two other team fics:
Attitude of the Knife. Wonder Twins in classic geek mode. It's irritating when Jack can't tell if they're doing it to be annoying or just because they're geeks.
Taking Tally. SG-1 doesn't always win. It's a good thing they have each other to help pick up the pieces.
Ficathon fics
For the multi-fandom Gen Battle, I wrote three stories:
The Daniel Jackson Theory of Hairy Relativity. Total cracky silliness, and some day, I want to see artwork for this. :)
Line in the Sand. Pre-movie Sha'uri and crossing the line into rebellion.
Dreadful Disappointment. Slightly cracky teamfic, with Teal'c utterly disillusioned.
For jacksamfriends, I wrote Reciprocal Regard. Twelve drabbles of Sam and Jack's friendship and support for one another throughout the years.
For the tealc_ficathon, I wrote Beauty in Skill, in which Teal'c prizes substance over beauty and has the secondary summary, "Why most Jaffa suffer from the Stormtrooper Effect, and why Bra'tac is awesome."
Other fic
Something Smoother. Jack, Bra'tac, and good alcohol.
Waiting for Daniel. Jack takes a bleak look at seven years of waiting for Daniel, and wonders if he's ever coming back.
A Matter of Preference The gulf between Sha're's former life and her experience as Amaunet's host is vast beyond imagining.
Dabbles of Drabbles Ten prompted drabbles that range from pre-series through S9, on a variety of characters.
Five Fix-Its That Weren't. Five drabbles: five fix-its that didn't happen to Sam, Daniel, Jack, Teal'c, and Jonas.
And last: non-gen. No, really! :) Grounded is Daniel/Sha're in an extended scene from the last moments of Stargate: the Movie.
Favorite fic bits
I did this last year and I'm surprised at how fun it is. :) Here are some personal favorite snippets of writing, in no particular order:
She raised her chin and stilled her limbs. She was Sha'uri, daughter of Kasuf, leader of Nagada. They called her "Little Princess," but she had lived eleven summers, and she had seen joy and grief and pain and death. She had seen Ra riding the skies above them, and walking on the sands in his human form. But she had also listened to whispers and prayers when they thought she was idly playing; she had walked and crawled into the dark places beneath the city, and found traces of times that others had forgotten.
Times that Ra, perhaps, had also cast out of thought.
She was not afraid to seek what lay beneath the stones, beyond memory.
She was not.
Her pace quickened as she walked across the rippling sands until the dunes hid her from view of the city. She knew that the bustle and hum of Nagada was only a few hundred paces away, but as she stood still and watched the breeze tease grains of sand over her sandaled feet, she felt very alone, and terribly small.
Here. This would do.
Setting the water jug down in the sand, she moved a few paces away. Her heart thudded in her breast as she cast back her hood, tilting her face skywards to offer her challenge to Ra. Let him see her! Let him see Sha'uri, as she dared rebel against him!
She tore the layers of robes from her body, and flung them away. Her linen shift did little to protect her, and she could feel the lick of heat on her bare skin. She kicked her sandals from her feet, and stood on the burning sands.
Unprotected. Exposed. Let him do what he would.
- Line in the Sand
"I must disagree with you, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c interjected.
Daniel raised his brows with surprise. Teal'c had been remarkably quiet throughout all the squabbling, even for him, and he'd hoped that the Jaffa had taken refuge from all the nonsense in the peacefulness of kel no reem. "Really, Teal'c? What about?"
"No subterfuge is necessary. I do, indeed, look upon you all as family."
Daniel blinked. "Oh. Well. Thank you, Teal'c," he said. "That's - that means a lot to me, and to Sam and Jack, too."
"It certainly does," Sam agreed heartily.
"Course it does," Jack said, giving Teal'c an affectionate slap on the arm and surreptitiously trying to tug on the blanket again.
"Were you not my family," Teal'c continued with unruffled calm, "I would have hurled all three of you to the floor long ago, and spent the night alone in this bed in relative comfort."
- Undercover
"And now," the priest shouted, his voice rising to a crescendo of triumph, "I will use the sh'br'kw'trt to cut the throats of the evil invaders and -"
"Ooooh!" Daniel bounced on his heels, his face suddenly alight with excitement. "It is, isn't it? It is!"
The priest halted his diatribe, arm frozen in dramatic mid-wave. Scowling at the interruption, he demanded, "What?"
Daniel, unfazed, bent forward to squint more closely at the sharp blade in the priest's hand. His hair flopped into his eyes and his glasses slid halfway down his nose, but with his hands still tied behind his back, there was nothing he could do about it.
"That's a crysknife," he announced happily, straightening up. He turned to Jack and Sam, practically beaming as he repeated, "It's a crysknife!"
"A what?" Jack said blankly.
"Wow, Daniel, is it really?" And now Sam was leaning forward almost as eagerly as Daniel, and Jack wondered when his teammates had decided to go nuts.
- Attitude of the Knife
When Jack considers the past seven years, he realizes he spends most of his time waiting for Daniel.
He remembers that first time: Daniel, face desperate and eyes intent, standing with a dead woman in his arms. "Wait for me," Daniel says. Three words breathed just loud enough to hear over the whine of dropping rings, plea and demand and conviction all at once. And Jack waits for him, even with a nuclear bomb ticking off the seconds to zero.
He fights for his life and waits, and Daniel comes back, even if a little dented. Daniel comes back, and Sha'uri is alive too, and they kill the king snake in the bargain.
Daniel stays on Abydos. Jack knows now that he was waiting for Daniel that entire year, trying to find Abydos' sun in the night skies of Earth. He doesn't hesitate when Samuels clambers up to his roof and mentions the Stargate, because he was waiting for it all along. So Jack walks up a metal ramp and tosses a tissue box across the light years. He watches the blue ripple flicker and vanish, and waits for Daniel's answer.
He waits for hours, and Daniel comes back, even if a little dented - not physically this time. Daniel comes back without Sha're, and they have a whole galaxy of snakes to kill now.
- Waiting for Daniel
"Well? Can you fix it?"
Teal'c stared at the disassembled zat'nik'a'tel. He wanted to protest, to complain. He wanted to shout at Master Bra'tac that it was unfair to expect a boy of eight winters to know how to repair a weapon of such power.
Instead, he straightened his shoulders, lifted his chin, and met the master's gaze. "No," he said steadily. "I cannot."
Bra'tac's scowl melted into an approving smile. "Good!" he said, clapping Teal'c on the shoulder. "You have learned to accept your limitations with honesty. Now come, chal'ti, and I will teach you how to surpass them."
- Five Fix-Its That Weren't
Reviewing the recap
My favorite story this year (of my own): I'm tempted to choose A Matter of Preference, simply for the sheer research-to-words ratio - I spent over an hour looking up information for a tiny ficlet that's only 440 words long, and I like the way it came out! And I'm very pleased with Line in the Sand, which plays with some of my personal canon for Abydos and gives Sha'uri a voice that feels right. But I think I'd have to go with Taking Tally, which has Jack and Daniel friendship and Teal'c and Daniel friendship and came out better than I dared to hope.
Story most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: I never, ever think my fics are unappreciated. On the contrary, I think this corner of the fandom is wonderfully enthusiastic and amazingly generous with their feedback! :) I will say, though, that I'm sometimes surprised that the light and fluffy (and cracky) fics seem to generate more response than the serious ones. Maybe it's because I know how much more time I put into the serious fics! I do sometimes wish I would get more generous feedback for a story I feel is really good, rather than a story that's fun -- but, as I said, I'm grateful for the responses I do get regularly. Thanks for that.
Most fun story: I got a little cracky this year, didn't I? :) Sure Looks Strange marks the first time I actually wrote a story strictly for the sake of the punchline. Team Effort was enormous fun to write, especially when it came to turning expectation on its head. Attitude of the Knife required research, but the Wonder Twins were having such a good time that they carried me along with them. But hands down, the most fun and silly story is The Daniel Jackson Theory of Hairy Relativity. As they say, it's all about the hair!
Hardest story to write: Unquestionably Taking Tally. I knew where I wanted to be, but getting there was the hard part. And it's never easy to write about failure. I'm just grateful to the characters for helping me make sure they were still whole, in the end. Ah, team.
Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you'd predicted? Much, much less. I was going to write long fic, and instead discovered how to write drabbles. Microfic rather than macrofic, I suppose. I didn't actually write all that much less than last year, but I was trying to do better, so... Ah, well. :)
Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them? I tried moving out of my comfort zone a little, I think. Classic team is warm and fuzzy and -- I won't say easy, but it flows. So I wrote a little pre-series, tried some Amanuet POV, worked a little harder on my Jack voice. It's always good to try and expand the horizon. I also wrote a lot of Teal'c, who always deserves extra fanfic (gen) love! A lot of it was the easy stuff -- Teal'c pwnage, which almost writes itself! -- but I wrote some more serious pieces for the big guy, too.
Did you meet last year's goals? Um... one or two? :) I wanted to write long fic again for stargate_summer, and I had to drop out of that. And I wanted to finish my very first SG-1 fic attempt, but I don't think I even opened the file this year! On the other hand, I began to develop Sha're's voice - only pre-series so far, but I'm getting there! And I finally wrote a fic that wasn't a request or a birthday present or a ficathon piece or to cheer up a friend, but just because! ::cheers:: Thank you, Waiting for Daniel. :) And I'm very satisfied with the result, too.
Also, there's this on my list of goals from last year's entry: ...and enjoy another year in my corner of the SG-1 fandom, which is wonderful and a very delightful place to be! I think I can safely say that I met that goal wholeheartedly. :)
Do you have any goals for the coming year? Well, a lot of it is a matter of shifting last year's goals to this year's. :) Write that long fic. Finish that poor neglected WIP. Besides that, I hope we'll have lots more Gen Fic Days and Alphabet Soups (don't forget, January 4th!). I want to keep reccing, especially in the rarer categories, and see
sg1genrecs grow. I'd like to write more canon vs. fanon, with a little less time between entries! It would be lovely if we could manage a new round for the sg1friendathon. A certain someone and I hope to promote extra Sha're fic in the coming year. It would be really nice to make a dent in my "to write" list. And, as always, I hope to revel in lots of fandom squee!