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Tuesday, April 10th, 2012 10:33 pm
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 God help me, I write my Susan/Teatime fics with two maps, the L-Space wiki, and the New Discworld companion all either open or near at hand. If I were not dirt poor I'd probably buy the ebooks so that I could have them with a search function, too.

All for you, dear fellow shippers. All for you.

(But seriously, I'm insane. I sit around and try to figure out how long it would take a mail coach to get to Lancre, and wonder why nobody seems to know. My only comfort is the fact that it's a lot easier on the nerves to be this kind of insane about Discworld fic than it is to be this way about Crusade fic, which is the other fandom where I get all Everything Must Be Exactly Right. Not only is there more material to work with, there is an audience for the fic besides… me.)
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Title: That I Do Not Lose You
Fandom: Discworld
Characters: Jonathan Teatime
Pairing: pre-Susan/Teatime
Summary: When Jonathan Teatime came to the Assassin's School at the age of 8, he came with nothing but the clothes on his back and a battered copy of Twurp's Peerage.

You must be she I was seeking )

I am not to speak to you—I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone,

I am to wait—I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

"To a Stranger", Walt Whitman

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Title: The Trilling Wire in the Blood
Fandom: Discworld
Characters: Susan Sto Helit, Jonathan Teatime
Pairing: pre-Susan/Teatime
Summary: For the first time since he was very young indeed, Teatime is having a little trouble keeping his mind on the job. Susan, Teatime, and the irresistible attraction of fear.

The trilling wire in the blood
Sings below inveterate scars
Appeasing long forgotten wars.

"Burnt Norton", T. S. Eliot

Fostered alike by beauty and by fear )

The ruling passion conquers reason still )

That which is only living can only die )

What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.

"Burnt Norton"

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Tuesday, March 13th, 2012 01:58 am
forestsofthenight: (end of the world switch)
Oh hey, this really needs to be updated.

I haven't abandoned this journal, I promise. I've just been really lazy about getting stuff posted here. I'll be taking care of that soon. You can thank my thesis for this burst of non-laziness. Depending on how hard I'm trying to pretend that it's not due in a month and a half, I might even post some fic recs.

Happy New Year

Thursday, July 28th, 2011 11:59 pm
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For most people, New Year's Eve is a big old party. For me, it's just another day at work.

Carol is a Warden, responsible for maintaining the delicate supernatural balance that keeps our reality recognizable and in working order. For her and her team, New Year's Eve is a routine disaster, a regularly scheduled destabilization of the world's order that they work so hard to maintain. This year, though, the Eve is going to be anything but routine. With the clock counting down to midnight and one of her partners gone AWOL, Carol has to find and stop whatever force is turning the laws of reality and magic on their heads--oh, and figure out her personal life while she's at it.

Chapter 1 )

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Title: Word Unspoken, Sight Unseen
Fandom: Covert Affairs
Characters: Auggie Anderson, Annie Walker
Pairings: Auggie/Annie
Summary: A little bit of extra--Auggie's thoughts during that great Auggie/Annie scene near the beginning "Around the Sun".
Read. )
forestsofthenight: (slightly mad)
Let's have an English lesson. These are common errors that I see in my reading around the 'net--even in the work of (theoretically) professional writers!

Today, I'm going to mention two common errors in which people confuse homophones, perhaps because they've never actually seen the correct words (which, while they aren't particularly exotic, are also not incredibly common). There are a lot more than two, and some of them without the excuse of the words in question being mildly uncommon. I blame the popularity of phonetic spelling.

Let's start off with pique. The most common use of this word is as a noun, and I have not seen it misspelled in that context. However, pique can also be used as a verb, in which case it generally means "to stimulate". I almost always see "peek" or "peak" in cases where a writer clearly means pique in this sense. A reader with an extensive enough vocabulary to notice it will be pretty well thrown out of the story by an error like this. So, if you're writing and you're about to say someone's desire/curiosity/interest/(insert object here) has been peeked or peaked… don't. Someone's desire/interest/whatever can peak, but in that case you're saying it has reached its apex. I can't even think of a situation offhand where peek would make sense in relation to the sort of things that can be piqued.

The other word is eke. To eke is another verb. It has several related meanings: "to manage to support oneself or make a living with difficulty", "to make an amount or supply of something last longer by using or consuming it frugally", or "to obtain or create, but just barely". The word I most often see used in place of eke is "eek". "Eek" is a sound effect, not a verb.

Of course, the best thing to do while writing is keep a dictionary and thesaurus close at hand. Any time you have even the slightest bit of doubt about a word, look it up! I'll often stop and do this in the middle of a sentence (and I just use the dictionary & thesaurus on my computer, nothing fancy), but I know some people prefer to get it down on paper before getting down to the nitty gritty bits. If you don't want to interrupt your flow, I suggest putting a star or other mark next to words you're not entirely sure about so that you'll remember to check them out once you've got your first draft down. Whatever you do, take the time to make sure you're saying what you mean--after all, in writing, the right words are everything.

Bonus: Vile is not a noun. Vial, however, is.

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Sunday, July 10th, 2011 04:29 pm
forestsofthenight: (out of cheese error)
I'm an author's note kind of girl. I consider that paragraph or two after a completed story or chapter to be my sovereign territory, and I kind of hope that people read my notes. So when I say things in my notes like "I expect this story to wrap up in another chapter or so" and then get comments like "Any chance of you continuing this?" (netspeak corrected for your comfort and convenience)… I kinda want to bang my head into the wall. I don't write those notes just to listen to myself talk. I write them to inform. The least people could do is read them before asking stupid questions.

On the other hand, the only people who would be reading this have read the author's note on the fic in question, so I'm sort of preaching to the choir.

Slow Burn

Thursday, July 7th, 2011 10:23 pm
forestsofthenight: (slightly mad)
Title: Slow Burn
Fandom: Covert Affairs
Characters: Auggie Anderson, Annie Walker
Pairings: Auggie/Annie all the way, baby
Summary: When a routine mission goes wrong, Auggie goes in to get Annie out safely with the first cover story that comes to mind—he poses as her fiancé. Neither of them expects it to be the spark that sets their relationship on fire.
Status: Incomplete

Chapter 1 )

Chapter 2 )

Bonus stuff time!
First of all, some music:
Slow Burn, from David Bowie's 2002 album Heathen
Asleep at Last,  from The Wailin' Jennys' 2011 album Bright Morning Stars

And here's the best picture I could find of the W Washington that shows the BATS! (View it at the Huge magnification to get in there and see that I'm not kidding about the bats.)

I know I'm a little weird about that, but they were what made me absolutely fall in love with the building. It was built in 1917 as the Hotel Washington, and it's pretty much right across the street from the White House. When I first saw it, the Hotel Washington had actually closed and the building was in the process of being renovated before reopening as the W Washington. Now it has a super swanky interior that marries modern and traditional design that I thought would suit Auggie and Annie to a T. (Not that I've ever actually been inside--like Annie says, the cheapest rooms cost enough per night to make my wallet whimper. Some of the suites cost upwards of $1200 a night.) If you'd like to see some interior shots of the hotel, check out the photos on their website.

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Thursday, July 7th, 2011 12:49 am
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Ok, so apparently another thing I'm going to do here is talk about writing.

Tonight I managed to beat my per-session word goal by 591 words (for a grand total of 1,591). That may not sound all that impressive, especially when you consider the fact that I only sit down to write once or twice a week most of the time, but it's a big thing for me for a few reasons. For one thing, this session got off to a dreadful start--I think I wrote one whole sentence in the first hour and that was it. I had the place where I had stopped, and I had a moment I needed to get to… and I could not bridge that gap. The ideas just weren't coming. By the time I hit the end of the second hour (or maybe it was the third--did I mention that it was awfully slow going there for a while?) I had resigned myself to making half of my desired word count. I was at about 450 words, and I decided that if I could just make it to 500, I would be satisfied for the night. Somewhere around 491, the creative part of my brain finally kicked in and things started picking up, thank god. For another thing, I haven't done much creative writing at all in the last year or so, and even when I was writing more regularly, I was abysmal at finishing things. This is the first time I've really sat down and determined to finish a project, even if I'm not totally pleased with it, and I'm actually doing it! Lastly, this most recent chapter that I finished tonight may be the longest I've written yet, coming in at a bit over 2300 words. For me, that's practically an epic. I'm much more likely to bang off a little 300 word vignette than I am a multi-chaptered anything, so writing chapters 8 times that long (that actually need to be that long, not chapters full of useless junk) is a major accomplishment.

So, there's that. I'll be posting the story here when it's complete.

Dealer's Choice

Wednesday, July 6th, 2011 05:05 pm
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Title: Dealer's Choice
Fandom: Crusade
Characters: Dureena, Galen, Matthew Gideon
Pairings: none!
Summary: Written for ruuger's Multifandom Friendship Commentfic Fest over on LiveJournal. Prompt: "It's poker night on the Excalibur."

Read. )

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Wednesday, July 6th, 2011 01:15 pm
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Hello! This journal will be functioning as an archive of my completed fanfiction, as well as some original fiction.

Well, that's the plan to start with, anyway. Goodness only knows where it might go from here.
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