Oh. My. God. It's done. It's posted. I AM EXCITE. *twirls around* This is the fic I've been bitching about since June.

Title: standing at the edge of something much too deepFandom: Sanctuary ( Read more... )

Man. My Kate is a very very very dirty girl. NGL, I kind of like it. Declan's gonna like it too eventually. Right now, he's just confused ( Read more... )

I'm not doing NaNo, because I need to develop the habit of writing every day, not kill myself to write a particular number of words every day. So, I'm doing what I call JODD, Just Open the Damned Document. I have to put keystrokes in a story document every day, even if they get deleted, even if it's just a few words, but I have to open something ( Read more... )

I can't believe it's November and I started writing this fic in June. For me, that's either a disaster or some new milestone of dedication. The last time I spent this long on a writing project, it was a novel. I'm trying to remember that I was sure that one sucked by the end too, that I wasn't sure of anything and I second-guessed the last 30 pages ( Read more... )

The days of Will/Feelings OTP are over. He has finally coughed up the frakking porn. Not once, but twice! So it is Will/Magnus OTP FINALLY at 30,247 words. :D

I think there will be one more sex scene, possibly two, and two other scenes, and then it's done. I'm expecting it to weigh in at 35K before kageygirl digs into it and makes me rip words out or add ( Read more... )

Dear Will:

22,739 words later you are STILL not in the same as the room as the woman. Congratulations, though, on being separated by only one door ( Read more... )

Short porn. Yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. Sure it's going to be a short pornish interlude in the Damascus fic and I'll be done in a few days. Mmmmhmmm.

15,000 words later and still no porn. Honestly, considering there's about six people in the fandom who have any interest in Will, I'm not sure why I keep writing. Except that I need to finish ( Read more... )

Pointless update is more or less pointless, but it's 3:30 am and sheikah isn't up yet and silensy and ceilidh and meredevachon have abandoned me for bed. I'm still writing because I don't dare sleep. Not after last night's dreams. The combination of cramps, angsty Sanctuary fic, and a pregnant muse make for very fertile nightmares. "She can't be dead. The baby needs her Aunt Helen ( Read more... )

I'm writing like the wind ( Read more... )

Listen, Will -

( Wherein Allie talks to Will )