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I apologize for missing Friday's check in. I had some unavoidable family things going on yesterday and as a result, I didn't even turn on my computer! But today is a new day, and it's the end of the week, so please share how your writing has been going.
- I thought about my fic once or twice
- I wrote
- I did some planning and/or research
- I edited
- I've sent my fic off to my beta
- I posted today!
- I'm taking a break
- I did something else that I'll talk about in a comment

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Date: Saturday, March 2nd, 2013 15:01 (UTC)I basically write in two vastly different fandoms. One is huge with a lot of canon material available but also a lot of room for gap filling and AU possibilities. The other is very small and only has a few stories in it; the canon material is there, but some of it has not been translated as yet into a language I can understand. Even so, I don't feel too restricted with my small fandom, except for the fact that I feel constrained to contribute fic to a fandom that doesn't have nearly enough for my sake! There is just as much "room to maneuver" in a small fandom as there is in a large, though I confess, I do feel the responsibility sometimes to do a good job in the smaller fandom!
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Date: Saturday, March 2nd, 2013 15:30 (UTC)I don't think I've ever written in a fandom so small that my story would have an effect like that. No, that's not true. I've done at least one book fandom story that was likely to be the only fic (or one of two or three) in the fandom. I think those fandoms were too small for there to be fanon.
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Date: Saturday, March 2nd, 2013 15:38 (UTC)I could use a beta, or even a first reader for the Taggart fic. It's finished (I'm eager to start posting it) and is a case with the current team and Stuart is back (I missed him) and enough Robbie/Jackie ship to sink the Titanic. It's mainly pacing, consistency and any plot holes that are lurking that I need pointing out. I fixed my Glasgow and Aberdeen geography mistakes.
My first three fandoms were big and though I like big fandoms, I prefer to write in small fandoms as there is more room to explore things in more depth, wether it is something from canon or a theory that "just makes sense" even if I'm the only one who gets it.
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Date: Saturday, March 2nd, 2013 16:03 (UTC)My fandoms are usually not so small that I'm influencing fanon just by writing a few fics. But I have been in one RPF fandom where, because of the giant and meandering nature of a canon that is basically reality, a lot of the fic we wrote was based on communally-created fanon instead.
On the other hand, right now I'm writing original fic. So what I'm writing right now is not just fanon, it's canon! Scary. But cool.
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Date: Saturday, March 2nd, 2013 19:41 (UTC)no subject
Date: Sunday, March 3rd, 2013 10:02 (UTC)I'm trying to write a femslash chapter but I've never written any explicit content and it's hella awkward. I have a draft of the chapter ready and need to work on it more tomorrow.
I'm doing a Supernatural/Animorphs AU. I'd like to get the first few chapters done tomorrow (I like to try to start out with enough of the story to get all the main characters introduced.) Hopefully it'll work.
Aaaand I am also now trying to make plans to do a new Hork-Bajir Chronicles and a Gedd Chronicles, lol. Too many projects lol.
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Date: Sunday, March 3rd, 2013 14:34 (UTC)Today's excerpt is from "Riding the Dragon", a multi-chapter Avengers/Knight Rider crossover fic that I just finished this week. WARNING: Rated R for profanity.
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Alcohol for the purposes of intoxication was a forbidden substance on the Helicarrier, as Tony himself had pointed out, but when the man in charge pulls out a bottle and starts pouring rounds… well, a smart soldier shuts up and drinks. So Steve did, and it wasn't like Tony Stark had ever given a flying damn about regulations anyway.
Tony put the whiskey away like a man dying of thirst, and it hit his exhausted merely human body like a Mac truck. When he started slurring savage sentence fragments about how it should have been him and how he was going to find the people responsible for the Dragon and tear their throats out with his teeth, Steve just nodded and kept matching him drink for drink, while Fury kept pouring and Bruce watched with silent compassion. The Director's strategy wasn't hard to figure out: keep Tony drinking until he collapsed, then haul him off to bed and hope he'd sleep off the worst of both the intoxication and the initial shock, waking up some span of hours later in serious pain but with a clearer head. It was a line of attack Steve had seen work numerous times before, although he'd never had the occasion to make use of it personally.
But for such a small man Tony had a wicked tolerance for alcohol — and evidently balls the size of church bells, because he was on his seventh glass and still upright when he looked Fury in the eyes with naked belligerence and hissed: "An' you let him go… you — fuckin' let him go!"
Fury's response was immediate and unruffled: "If I hadn't, none of us would be sitting here talking about this. Besides, you should know better than anyone how good he was at following orders he didn't like."
"Fucking straight," Tony muttered, and took half his glass in one swallow before a fond smile suddenly curved his full lips and lit up his eyes. "God! If he thought you were full of shit, he'd just —" And just as suddenly the light went pitch-black with a moan. "Oh. Oh, God — I could've stopped him! If I hadn't…"
"No, Tony. You couldn't." Bruce spoke for the first time, his voice like a warm hand extended to clasp a shoulder hunched in agony. "He didn't tell you what he was going to do. You didn't know —"
Tony slammed his open hand down on the tabletop, his eyes blazing. "I should've known!" he shouted, eyes blazing with his self-directed rage. "He was KITT, I knew him, I knew what he was capable of! All the pieces were there, but I —" In the blink of an eye, rage became loathing. "He's dead because I wasn't fucking fast enough. Because I didn't see what was right in front of my nose. Because I was too busy puking my guts out to pay attention while he died."
"That's not fair," Steve said, and when Tony turned an incredulous glare and rising eyebrows in his direction he continued firmly: "When you realized what was going on you tried to stop him. It was the Other Guy who held you back and saved your life — which was what KITT would have wanted. I think he deliberately kept you in the dark because he didn't want you to become another casualty. He knew you too, and he knew what you were likely to do — and he wanted you to live."
"Fuck you," Tony said in a tone almost of awe. "You didn't know him. You didn't even like him."