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Shuffling fic off into the graveyard
Aug. 3rd, 2009 10:19 amHi.
I am feeling an inkling of my old writerly self again. Would be good to return to that ability to knock out a story every once in a blue moon. Meanwhile I have been looking through my WIPs and oh man it's pretty embarrassing the stuff I've left behind. I still have that SPN/RuPaul's Drag Race nonsense and I can't remember which one is the latest version. Really should try to get a move on finishing that one since there's a couple of genuinely funny moments and I enjoyed writing Sam's commitment to Sparkle Motion.
By Sparkle Motion, I mean absolute fierceness. Plus Dean only gets by because RuPaul thinks he's cute (oh yes, shades of Rebecca, the FAILTASTIC drag queen who did not deserve to make it to the finals). AND I PUT BOYS IN MAKEUP. Why have I not posted this yet, I ask you.
Hilariously pretty much all the stuff I've tinkered around with is not exactly going to be "popular" reading, I've got crack in the works and then there's my gen/het and nothing in between. WHAT.
Also there is a genderswap porn ficlet that I never bothered finishing, shame on me. Argh. So here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to stop stressing about making it perfect for an audience that'll never read it in the first place and just post stuff that I'd hate to delete forever. Because that's what I'm doing. I post or delete this month, very Do or Die of me but hell, I'm tired of over-thinking this stuff.
Like, for example, this incomplete scene from a story I am clearly never going to write, The Curious Case of Tweeting Birds, AKA The Tale of the Most Horrible Thing to Happen to Supernatural, or, Reg Is Breaking Up the OTP. With Castiel! BURN THE WITCH.
The Backseat Driving Angel
Author: Your Mom
Pairing: LOLZ
Rating: PG
Spoilers: SPN S4; Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix (no, really)
Warning: Sam is indeed listening to the Jonas Brothers
Word Count: 788
Summary: I have no idea what's going on, so here's Castiel sitting in the backseat of the Impala.
*
( Dean would have really appreciated a manual on the care and feeding of your recently fallen angel. )
I am feeling an inkling of my old writerly self again. Would be good to return to that ability to knock out a story every once in a blue moon. Meanwhile I have been looking through my WIPs and oh man it's pretty embarrassing the stuff I've left behind. I still have that SPN/RuPaul's Drag Race nonsense and I can't remember which one is the latest version. Really should try to get a move on finishing that one since there's a couple of genuinely funny moments and I enjoyed writing Sam's commitment to Sparkle Motion.
By Sparkle Motion, I mean absolute fierceness. Plus Dean only gets by because RuPaul thinks he's cute (oh yes, shades of Rebecca, the FAILTASTIC drag queen who did not deserve to make it to the finals). AND I PUT BOYS IN MAKEUP. Why have I not posted this yet, I ask you.
Hilariously pretty much all the stuff I've tinkered around with is not exactly going to be "popular" reading, I've got crack in the works and then there's my gen/het and nothing in between. WHAT.
Also there is a genderswap porn ficlet that I never bothered finishing, shame on me. Argh. So here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to stop stressing about making it perfect for an audience that'll never read it in the first place and just post stuff that I'd hate to delete forever. Because that's what I'm doing. I post or delete this month, very Do or Die of me but hell, I'm tired of over-thinking this stuff.
Like, for example, this incomplete scene from a story I am clearly never going to write, The Curious Case of Tweeting Birds, AKA The Tale of the Most Horrible Thing to Happen to Supernatural, or, Reg Is Breaking Up the OTP. With Castiel! BURN THE WITCH.
The Backseat Driving Angel
Author: Your Mom
Pairing: LOLZ
Rating: PG
Spoilers: SPN S4; Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix (no, really)
Warning: Sam is indeed listening to the Jonas Brothers
Word Count: 788
Summary: I have no idea what's going on, so here's Castiel sitting in the backseat of the Impala.
*
( Dean would have really appreciated a manual on the care and feeding of your recently fallen angel. )
