So, I'm trying to write original fiction again. I'm having some problems...
Dear Lee: Stop talking like Ray Kowalski. If you say "buddies" one more time, I'm gonna smack you.
Dear Eddie: Stop talking like Benton Fraser. And acting like him. Why have you started scratching your head when you're uncomfortable? That is an eyebrow rub in disguise and I know it, mister!
Dear Self: Stop wanting to make Lee and Eddie have sex. They don't have sex in this story! I mean, Lee may want them to, but they do NOT. So quit it. At least until you hit 25,000 words. Then you can write a porny outtake if you really must.
Dear Flora: Good job so far! Keep on not letting those boys and their homoerotic subtext overshadow you. You're important to this story, too! Please keep reminding me of that.
So yeah, I'm not doing NaNoWriMo because a) I started what I want to keep working on a couple weeks ago, and b) I'm a wuss. But wrisomifu is looking like it could be a fun alternative...
I have 10,081 words so far. I kind of want one of those bar things. How do people feel about the bar things? I remember in the past, some people started really hating them. Thoughts?
Current Mood: mischievous
Current Music:Spirit of the West, "Bone of Contention"
I know its a bit late in the years, you may not even check in here anymore, but I totally love this story. I went to AO3 to save it and you hadn't posted it there with some of your other SGA fics.…
Jon Stewart was hosting again, and he was funny and engaging (despite making the obvious crack about John’s hair winning an Oscar for Best Supporting Actor)
I realize that it’s been well over 10 years and you may not still monitor comments on here, but I suddenly thought of Four Quarters yesterday, specifically the soundtrac, and I know I have the songs…
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Jon Stewart was hosting again, and he was funny and engaging (despite making the obvious crack about John’s hair winning an Oscar for Best Supporting Actor)
I saw this…