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Miniature Golf
Disclaimer: Good Omens is the intellectual property of Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. Although I had a great deal of fun writing this fanfiction, I make absolutely no profit from it.
Warnings: None
Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley engage in a spot of miniature golf.
Word Count: 2926
( To lose in a professional setting is to realise that perhaps you really are only cut out for that nine-to-five job you swore you’d never take. To lose to a friend is to perform the social equivalent of tripping over one’s feet on the initial rush on the battlefield before the fighting has even begun. ) -
So.
My writing has been incredibly sporadic of late, and none of it is anything I'd deem worthy of posting anywhere. It's come to the point where I have so little faith in my writing that it's hindering my ability to do NaNoWriMo :/ I kind of wonder if I should dust off my slasher hat and start writing for the NIN fandom again, if only to get the ( Read more... ) -
I need a new fandom.
ASAP.
I keep seeing LJ slash comms that look really lively and interesting, but they're for 'doms that I'm totally not involved in. This fledgling Heavy Rain comm, for example, looks like it could be great once more people join. I would, if I had ever played the game ( Read more... ) -
Ennui.
Uninspired as hell and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. Probably doesn't help that I'm not in the best place emotionally, though, eh ( Read more... ) -
On Writing.
I've got some short stories in the works (non-fanfiction, that is), which I hope to be able to submit to my website soon. I'm also reworking the novel I started writing six years ago into something a bit more mature and a bit less...well, plagiaristic. That's not to say that I stole big chunks of other people's writing or anything, but when I look ( Read more... ) -
Restless, Part I
You know when you’ve lived your whole life leading up to one thing, only to find out that perhaps it was never what you wanted? To go through two and a half years of university studying a course in literature and realise that literature actually does not excite you in the least is...well, it’s more than a little disconcerting. University (or, more ( Read more... ) -
So here's the deal...
I'm jetting off (literally) to Spain next week, and since I don't actually have an apartment lined up and I'm not entirely sure if I will be able to find a place to stay, I don't know what the situation will be insofar as an internet connection goes... Basically, I may not have access to this place for a while. Fear not; I will, of course, keep on ( Read more... ) -
Uninspired.
Try as I might, I just cannot seem to write worth a damn. It's not that I'm short of ideas-far from it. Every time I sit down to work on a story, I know exactly what I want to say but the words just won't come out. Today, I sat down with my laptop and stared at the blank document in front of me for over an hour. By the end of it I had only written ( Read more... ) -
Stuff and Things
As you can probably tell, I've given up on archiving-for the moment. This mostly stems from not having adequate time/motivation, but I assure you that I will get it done some day. Once I attend to the rest of my ever-lengthening to-do list, of course ( Read more... )