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... )

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... )

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... )

Title: Apologia, or Wishful Thinking
Fandom: Sanctuary
Pairing: Will/Abby, potential Will/Magnus implied
Spoilers: Wingman
For: sheikah, ceilidh (also shetiger, liliofthevalley, kageygirl)
What: 1271 words at 2:53 am because my Will-muse won't let me sleep.
Because: See my default icon. Canon Error: Apply Fanfic.

( Apologia )

A couple of sleepless nights ago on Twitter @aerynvala and I (@technosage) got into a conversation about OCs and the use of them in fanfic. ( Allie is a fannish Victorian? )

Improbably enough, considering everything I have to do today, I've been writing again. More Sanctuary. More Will-words. Have I mentioned I love looking at the world from inside his brain? He sees things in such amazingly rich detail. I've forgotten how to do that. It's nice to remember.

Tentative Title: Laura
Fandom: SanctuaryCharacter: Will ( Read more... )

For the past week and a bit, I've stayed off IM, done my RP tags, hung out with my internet wife without computers, gone out to eat, watched tv, done my job, put on makeup when I left the house - you know lived my life. I'd forgotten, somehow, how much of an introvert I can be and how much I really need recharge time or I start to feel like my life ( Read more... )