check in day 13

[lilly_c]

I think that next week is not yet taken, if it's still available when I get home from nightshift I'll try to do another week of check ins.

How is the writing going today?

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wrote
4 (50.0%)

edited
1 (12.5%)

posted
1 (12.5%)

researched
0 (0.0%)

planned
3 (37.5%)

sent to beta
1 (12.5%)

had a cheeky break
1 (12.5%)

dealt with life
1 (12.5%)

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[fleetsparrow]

I rewrote/edited and posted the last two old fics I'd found earlier this week, so now those are done. All I have to do today is shower and maybe make it to the library to return some books. Everything beyond that is a bonus.

Link to the series I've been working on this week; an ongoing collection of ficlets about Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson (romantic and platonic) taken from an old list of fic prompts from Tumblr: https://archiveofourown.org/series/4086655

[bluedalahorse]

I did some writing! Mostly worked outdoors, despite the pollen blob that’s overtaking our city. Right now I’m looking for ways to infuse tension into the beginning of a scene so that it can slowly build.

I posted a snippet of what I’m working on here: https://bluedalahorse.dreamwidth.org/11593.html

Might work on some more writing tonight!

[languajix]

I haven't had much time this week, but today I was able to do some things! Just a few, here and there, but any progress is still progress.

Here's a rough snippet of the oneshot I'm working on, which is a future installment of the Hold Every Memory series:

Don stayed up all night, that very first night, out in the main room. He could hear the babies crying every so often from behind the closed bedroom door, and once in a while he would look over and spy the door cracked, just a sliver, with a single curious eye peeking through from the shadows beyond.

He didn’t know what Lou thought the portal prototype was.

(It was a failure, is what it was. A decade of work and he still wasn’t home. A failed creation, reflecting a flawed creator-)

Pieces, important pieces, he laid out on the table one by one. Without them, the portal was nothing more than a large fancy frame. Inert.

(He’d thought the one he fell through was inert, though, so really, how safe was safe enough?)

All the jagged bits and sharp edges, he sanded down. All the panels that had been loose or finger-tight – easy access for fiddling whenever he thought he might have a eureka moment, but pinch points, now – he screwed down firmly. The portal itself, leaning heavily against the wall, got itself a few bolts to keep it from falling the wrong way over.

Step by step, Don filed down the claws of the beast that had kept him prisoner all these years.

[blackiceboba]

I added a few hundred words to a fic that I've been dragging out and poking at off and on for a few months. I think I had a breakthrough in what my block on working on it was, so I'm hoping to make some more progress tonight after I've had a food break. I think I was trying to do too much in one fic so I'm going to have to streamline some of it. But I'm feeling a bit more confident.

I posted a small snippet of the fic here