Fic, A Year in Review
Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you'd predicted? I wrote pretty much what I predicted: which wasn't much.
What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January? I wrote my first s2b2 story, so that was different.
Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them? Writing for s2b2 was probably the riskiest thing I did in 2012. Not because the community was hostile or anything (far from it; the editors are incredibly helpful), but because I was standing among some really great writers. It actually taught me that the only way to write better is to write, period.
Do you have any fanfic or profic goals for the New Year? I said this last year, but it still stands: get All We Know out the door. Especially now that I have art.
What's your own favorite story of the year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you happiest? I'm assuming among those I wrote: Spell It Out was my favorite story.
My Best Story: My S2B2 story.
Story Most Underappreciated By The Universe: Hands down my S2B2 story. I mean I understand why it isn't the most popular, but it's still unfortunate.
Most Fun: The Saving Type.
Most Disappointing: The Monster in Hunger.
Most Sexy: Gotta be #2 from Spell It Out.
Hardest To Write: All We Know.
Most Unintentionally Telling: None, really.
Choice Lines:
Kevin wasn't like Mike, though, and when the words Nick and transplant were thrown around, Kevin had jumped right back into the fire. And that was why Mike was standing outside a hospital, trying to keep from punching Kevin's dad in the face and desperately wishing he had a cigarette. -- The Saving Type
As a rule, Mike didn't drink Kevin's blood. It was loaded with sugar from all the sweets Kevin ate and the crash that followed from drinking it wasn't worth the effort. Though, that wasn't to say Mike caught sight of Kevin's neck and never felt the overwhelming urge to sink his fangs into it. --Spell It Out
Archie imagined that he was back home on the worn track behind his high school, just waiting for a race to start. And just as a starting gun went off to signal the start of a race, there was also a shot into the air that started this one. There was barely a millisecond delay from Cook shooting and knocking out the spotlight with his SIG, and Archie breaking out in a sprint. --Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust: Chapter 4
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