Two memes in two days -- I may be ill.

[cadhla]

Nicked from smallship1:

Make up a title for a story I didn't write, and I will respond with details of those non-written stories. You may, if you like, include details, such as pairings or fandom or whatnot. Any fandom I know is fair game. (Not, I hasten to add, necessarily fanfic, since that really isn't my thing, but I wouldn't rule it out either.)

Comments

[fireskin]

The day my jaw hit the floor.

[cadhla]

See, I know a lot of people aren't all that hot on Cait and Mavra and the whole lingomancy universe -- it borders too frequently on turning punny, and isn't funny enough to carry it off for some tastes, but I love it a lot, partially because of all the wordplay.

'The Day My Jaw Hit the Floor' is actually a favourite of mine. I mean, Cait's tendency to get things wrong is pretty standard, but we almost never get to see Mavra stand up and actually act like a vampire, with the rending and the tearing and the breaking of things. So her getting decapitated and then put back together after saving Cait's bacon from the Dead Language Society was awesome. At least from my gleefully malicious little author's perspective.

I'm so glad you remember this one!

[fireskin]

How could I ever forget it! Especially the part where.. well, I'd hate to ruin the surprise for everyone who hasn't read it yet. ;)

[cadhla]

Exactly. So glad you 'get' it.

[porpentine]

"Fireflies, With a Side of Toast."

[cadhla]

This was probably one of the sweetest Poly and Bas stories I ever did, if only because things interfere with them so often, and being able to go 'here is life in the rainforest, here is what they do with their days, here is how Poly's research balances Bas actually having things to do, and here is how they deal with the things life throws at them' was really sort of awesome.

Also, the image of them sitting on the veranda having supper and watching the fireflies rising through the tree canopy like stars just makes me sadly and sappily happy. I'm such a geek.

[porpentine]

That makes us both geeks, at least. That part was the best.

[cadhla]

We are geeks together, yo.

[celticdragonfly]

Near Misses

Alice/Thomas Pryce, Martin's Passage.

[cadhla]

What a lot of people don't realize is that there are actually six near misses in this story, not just the five obvious ones. I mean

[redbrunja]

Please write this.

[cadhla]

...sadly, I'm seriously considering going 'okay, folks, which of these do I need to write now?' after I finish off this meme...

[arib]

"Sitting At My Desk"

[cadhla]

See, this was fun to do, largely because I've been fussing with that particular universe for eleven million years -- the Dusty stories are technically Rush's Bend, given that Dusty's a Tucker, and also technically part of Babylon Express, given that Winter's his sister -- and yet it rarely spawns stand-alones.

So when I needed a weird southwestern piece that didn't need a million pages of back story, I just put Dusty in charge of the ranch for a week. Hilarity ensues. Also stampedes of jackalopes, the annual Sajuaro Square Dance, and about six dozen other complications. I'd feel sorry for the guy, but it was too damn much fun to write!

[autographedcat]

The Girl Who Took A Left Turn At The Corner of Dream and Memory

[cadhla]

Mmmmmmmmmmm. I like this one. It was just so very accurate to what it needed to be, and it sort of...floated. I like Snow (and her sisters, although you won't meet them for a while yet), and I like the fact that she translates the entire world into fairy tale terms and back again, just to handle getting through it.

The actual plot is a combination of 'Three Billy Goats Gruff' and a very obscure fairy tale called 'The Mockingbird's Sad Tale', which is where I got things like the taxi ride and Snow getting stranded in the middle of the jazz quartet. All the missed phone calls were my way of having the troll demand to know what she was doing on his bridge.

This is sort of a story about abandoned children, and sort of a story about growing up, but it's mostly just a way to let me meet Snow.