St. Hap's Coffeehouse: Comment Fic Free-for-All

Nov 10, 2010 09:40

Alright, so we're going to give this a go.

St. Happenstance's Coffeehouse and Home for Wayward Plot Bunnies presents, for your enjoyment:

A Comment Fic Free-For-All

The rules:

Rules? Who needs 'em!
The point here is to roll around in some words and have fun. Are you stuck on your Nano? Does your daily word count feel like a millstone around your neck ( Read more... )

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greedy_dancer November 10 2010, 23:43:51 UTC
I read an old interview with Frank where he spoke of being a dark, negative person "back in the day" and ... this is what came out of it.

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Some days, Frank's glad the world ended. He feels better suited to the desert, to this life, than he ever did to the "normal" world. Here, he doesn't have to put on a nice face or make small talk with strangers or smile to the cash attendant while buying his fucking cigarettes. He never has to say "sorry" anymore. In the desert, words are scarce and none of the guys would smile back, anyway.

There used to be days when the darkness would swell and he would grit his teeth and wait it out as best he could; his therapist would tell him to write in his journal or go for a walk or fucking breathe, as if that would make the world any less unbearable ( ... )

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tempore November 11 2010, 00:16:53 UTC
Very well-written. I love it, even as my heart aches for him.

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greedy_dancer November 11 2010, 12:20:39 UTC
Thank you! :)

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themoononastick November 11 2010, 02:03:32 UTC
This is excellent. It's sharp and raw and suits Frank's character perfectly. Nicely done.

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themoononastick November 11 2010, 01:51:51 UTC
Inspired by one of your prompts (and just a little too long for one comment >:( )<3333 ( ... )

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part 2! themoononastick November 11 2010, 01:52:52 UTC
Korse looks away first and Mikey smiles to himself, chalking up a point for Team Killjoy. Korse sneers in response then pulls out a raygun, pressing a switch on the side to drain the charge then throws it on the floor so it lands halfway between Mikey and the door ( ... )

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Re: part 2! crowgirl13 November 11 2010, 03:47:38 UTC
Mikeyway, you are a bad ass. And your unshakable faith in your guys makes me want to cry.

This is fierce and gorgeous. Mikey's POV is sharp, all edges - very fitting for a Killjoy. I love the snap of the interaction between he and Korse. Kickass use of the prompt, darling.

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Re: part 2! themoononastick November 12 2010, 21:40:05 UTC
Thank you, bb! I'm glad you approve :D

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Re: ... and the magic shop monkeys who love them. crowgirl13 November 11 2010, 18:01:16 UTC
I am sitting here, grinning so widely at this comment. This is just beautiful. There's so much longing in these two paragraphs; its a perfect encapsulation of unrequited love. And I love this world you've sketched out. I'm so curious about Chichi and her magic shop home and want to learn more. Thank you for this blend of shopworn wonder, magic and love over distances.

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crowgirl13 November 12 2010, 00:24:29 UTC
I hear you - I am forever dropping comment fic and little snips over in turps33's journal. Comment fic posts are *meant* to gather in shinys too. I am thrilled that that magic is working for you, my dear. :D :D Feel free to drop spontaneous fic in my journal at ANY time.

[Don't worry about the typos. My stuff here is rife with them too. Such is the nature of the comment fic.]

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Re: [I just had a laugh, thinking about imagination finding directions to your house folded up in th crowgirl13 November 12 2010, 00:19:29 UTC
*snaps fingers*

And woooo hoooooooo for that being a good image! This is utterly delightful. The contents of Imagination's bag... ahahaha. I can relate a little too well to that haul. :D This is warm and so evocative of the season. It makes me miss Cambridge something fierce.

I think the best What Ifs slip through imagination's seams. Her gear has to be threadbare; how else could those ideas flutter free and land in someone else's path with ease?

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