I'm sure some of my WIPs will no doubt have me contemplating just that... writing porn, that is. Anyway, we have internet again at work, so I thought I'd do the WIP meme and answer later when I get home.
Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous
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I can figure out the gist of it, but what are the particulars? ;)
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Kavanaugh is the meeting facilitator.
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Um. Rashomon.
No. Tatoo.
No, wait. Rashomon. Okay, yeah. That one.
I really, really want you to finish the Brendan/Dean first time fic and the sequel to Lament of Consequences, but looking at that list - I can see why you have a hard time choosing where to go, which one to do, etc.
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Cool beans - this sounds so very, very good!! I hope it's one you get around to finishing some day.
I remember most of what you told me about the tattoo fic - which is why I really, really, hope you find it. :o)
Yay meme! Yay writing!!! ♥
ETA: And by find I meant finish. :::facepalm::
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Oh, and you and Mischief will probably not see the first draft of the Hewligan before I send it in - unless a major miracle occurs. I hate to do that to the artist, but with the type of story it is, they'll be able to get plenty enough to do the art.
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OK, how about Grounded?
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I never expected to have a wip folder and yet somehow I do. There are currently four things I'm poking a pen at and I am absolutely squashing the rest until these are done.
Except of course, getting sidetracked by BJF and Steamy Sunday.
Oh dear, oh dear.
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I wish I had your ability to stick with something and finish it before moving on. It's like I have writer's ADD, actually that's exactly what it is.
We love it when you get sidetracked, though, there's always such wonderful results. ;) Here's a bit of the fic I've designated as crossdressing:
Rodney checks his watch and looks around the bar again. Someone catches his eye… she's tall, short dark hair, done up real spiky, sexy. She's dressed in a black linen sheath with jacket; her face is slender and chiseled, long neck accentuated by a colorful silk scarf. Their eyes meet and she smiles, eyes framed by dark lashes and that stirs Rodney, gets him hard. Rodney's throat dries when he sees she's coming his way. He doesn't believe it's possible. He takes a sip of his beer, almost spilling it down his shirtfront.
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I need to get side-tracked with Brendan and Vincent a lot more often. I feel I'm sadly neglecting the boys.
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