Right. So. I'll not even bother apologizing. Because. Seriously, I have no excuse, I just get caught up in dance and reading quantum mechanics books and forgetting to eat and sleep, never mind write. (On the other hand, if there is anything I can do to earn forgiveness, short of carnal favors, consider it done ( Read more... )

*does dance of victory* Two updates. In three days. HAH.

... Admittedly, this is even more pathetically overdue than Feverbright was. But still, this is some kind of record for me.

( 'Til Death Do Us Part, 5 )

... I do believe that this is the first series of fic that I have actually completed. >.< Next up, TDDUP. Hopefully, it will happen MUCH MUCH FASTER than this stupid thing did. Grr. *kicks computer*

Without further ado and/or self-recrimination:

( Feverbright 3 = DONE!!! )

Right. It's been -- let's just say I've had the month from hell and leave it at that, yes?

( Feverbright 2 )

*sigh* I seem to be doing many fics that have no point recently. Okay, more accurately: this fic does have a point. Or it will. It's just that this part, the part which I actually have written and typed up and posted, has no point. It is pure fluff, with little bits of plotness for when I write the next part ( Read more... )

Okay. I have... written fic. As part of reviewing for my Chem final tomorrow. That is... messed up. Hugely. Even more so because I like the fic. And it is good-ish fic. And... yeah. Uh ( Read more... )

Is this what summer vacation is going to feel like? Because if so, I'm all for it. *writing industriously* Latest offering ( Read more... )

There's something of a story behind this piece: basically, it was intended to be a side story (or maybe just a future chapter) for a really long original fic that I'm writing, but then one of my friends asked me to to a LARP with her, and I decided that I really liked this character and wanted to flesh her out more instead of using her in the ( Read more... )

Was bored (again) and noticed that it's apparently nebulia's birthday today. So, present by way of fic. (Admittedly, it's highly unedited, so whoever reads this first is basically my beta by default, 'kay?)

( Laughter )

I have been horrendously lazy this month. And last month. Which I have no decent excuse for, except I had to choreograph about five different pieces and it ate me. Literally. I have bite marks on my shoulder, and bruises everywhere imaginable.

But, complaining aside-- this is the sequel-ish-thing to Meeting, and I'm not sure how much sense it ( Read more... )