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Overall thoughts/Leitmotif: Hell yes contextless fragments and creepy introspection.
My best story of this year: Prooobably my go_exchange story, which I will be inflicting on you all in a day or so. Alternatively, In The Startled Ear of Night.
My favourite story of this year: My go_exchange story.
Most fun story to write: My go_exchange story (YOU MAY BE NOTICING A TREND), mostly thanks to the incredible support and many-limbed pom-pom waving of clodia_metelli .
Story with the single sexiest moment: This untitled snippet about Jim and a farm animal. When her tail sweeps across the boards in weary amusement? Ohhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh.
Most "Holy crap, that's wrong, even for you" story: Guys it's me. My levels of wrongness are fairly predictable. I guess maybe the one where Bones comes up Spock's nose and cleans up with Spock's curtains OH WAIT NO I HAVE IT: it's the one with Edward Cullen and Bella Swann and maggots.
Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters: For love is sufficient unto love. Okay, it's more like, leftarrow dropkicked my perceptions of the characters and then I wrote a story about it, but... CLOSE ENOUGH. Also, seeing red, which I guess was where my perceptions started coming loose enough to be shaken.
Hardest story to write: The above mentioned. For one thing, it was my first real story after a long dry spell punctuated only by fragments. For another: FUCKIN SPOCK IS HARD and not in the fun way.
Easiest story to write: Myyy go_exchange story. >> LISTEN can I help it that it is all these things? They are connected.
Favorite OC: Bes-E. Still and always.
Biggest Disappointment: My failure to exist, this past month. :(
Biggest Surprise: We found tiny white worms in the flour this summer.
Most Unintentionally Telling Story: HAHAHA uhhh, For love is sufficient unto love, again, although unintentionally might not be quite the word. But certainly it has a lot of me in it, for some godawful reason.
Story I haven't yet written, but intend to: Crowley and Mary Hodges go skipping through a field of tulips on a double date with Aziraphale and War.
Favorite 5 Opening Line(s):
1. She sometimes remembers her death, which was brief; but never her life, which was briefer. She is a ghost, not a person. It is a different thing.
2. Eve was dark, of course: there's nothing like running around naked in an always-sunny equatorial garden for getting a really good tan.
3. Aboard the Narada, Pike dreams.
4. Lady Macbeth sleeps soundly after the thing is done; kings, to her thinking, make better bedmates than thanes, even kings with damp kilts and delusions of cutlery.
5. "I'm just saying," says Kirk, "I'm just saying, I am so the Gabrielle to your Xena, and also your breasts would be even more amazing if you wore pointy metal cones over them."
Favorite 5 Closing Line(s):
1. There are no directions in the dark. She rises anyway.
2. The receipts get soaked. It would be nice to be able to say that no one will bring this up later, but you are probably going to have to settle for the thought that right here, right now, no one is keeping score.
3. Garlic, alcohol, butter: salt and metal tastes that make him think of the kind of memory that wells up from a wound.
4. "I'm sorry," says Gaila, her eyes a gas-flame blue. "Was that inappropriate?"
5. But he has: a line and a safeness and the person he loves best in the world, surrounding his skin.
Favorite 5 Line(s) from Anywhere:
1. The tea, once made, is the color of his eyes, opaque but bound up in knots of light.
2. "Butter," he says, "is, right, is the soul of the sandwich. The heart. The soul. Soul 'n' heart. It gives each bite a salty finish."
3. It is a thing made up of the hot strong smell of her skin and the fit of her anklebone into his hand, heavy and huge and hard as stone but so warm, and how she rolled under him, muscles rippling sweet and bright like a cornfield in wind.
4. It is blue and solid but Gaila, he thinks, could stand on Tango's steady back and her rising crown would punch right through the zenith.
5. The rain fell, not hard, but with the unrelenting smugness of someone who's getting paid for this.
Top 5 Scenes from Anywhere You Would Choose to Have Illustrated:
1. In The Universal Solvent, when Aziraphale opens the door and looks out into the dark and meets War standing on the other side.
2. In Asking No Duties, And No Conscience: the part where Gaila is on the wall, clinging to the trellis and looking over her shoulder at the dawn.
3. In this untitled commentfic, with McCoy sprawled out and Joss bent over him, tying his hands to the bedstead with his tie.
4. In Hair Today, when Crowley wakes up in a sea of her own hair.
5. And I'm saving a space for some imagery from my go_exchange story. Moo ha ha ha.
My best story of this year: Prooobably my go_exchange story, which I will be inflicting on you all in a day or so. Alternatively, In The Startled Ear of Night.
My favourite story of this year: My go_exchange story.
Most fun story to write: My go_exchange story (YOU MAY BE NOTICING A TREND), mostly thanks to the incredible support and many-limbed pom-pom waving of clodia_metelli .
Story with the single sexiest moment: This untitled snippet about Jim and a farm animal. When her tail sweeps across the boards in weary amusement? Ohhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh.
Most "Holy crap, that's wrong, even for you" story: Guys it's me. My levels of wrongness are fairly predictable. I guess maybe the one where Bones comes up Spock's nose and cleans up with Spock's curtains OH WAIT NO I HAVE IT: it's the one with Edward Cullen and Bella Swann and maggots.
Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters: For love is sufficient unto love. Okay, it's more like, leftarrow dropkicked my perceptions of the characters and then I wrote a story about it, but... CLOSE ENOUGH. Also, seeing red, which I guess was where my perceptions started coming loose enough to be shaken.
Hardest story to write: The above mentioned. For one thing, it was my first real story after a long dry spell punctuated only by fragments. For another: FUCKIN SPOCK IS HARD and not in the fun way.
Easiest story to write: Myyy go_exchange story. >> LISTEN can I help it that it is all these things? They are connected.
Favorite OC: Bes-E. Still and always.
Biggest Disappointment: My failure to exist, this past month. :(
Biggest Surprise: We found tiny white worms in the flour this summer.
Most Unintentionally Telling Story: HAHAHA uhhh, For love is sufficient unto love, again, although unintentionally might not be quite the word. But certainly it has a lot of me in it, for some godawful reason.
Story I haven't yet written, but intend to: Crowley and Mary Hodges go skipping through a field of tulips on a double date with Aziraphale and War.
Favorite 5 Opening Line(s):
1. She sometimes remembers her death, which was brief; but never her life, which was briefer. She is a ghost, not a person. It is a different thing.
2. Eve was dark, of course: there's nothing like running around naked in an always-sunny equatorial garden for getting a really good tan.
3. Aboard the Narada, Pike dreams.
4. Lady Macbeth sleeps soundly after the thing is done; kings, to her thinking, make better bedmates than thanes, even kings with damp kilts and delusions of cutlery.
5. "I'm just saying," says Kirk, "I'm just saying, I am so the Gabrielle to your Xena, and also your breasts would be even more amazing if you wore pointy metal cones over them."
Favorite 5 Closing Line(s):
1. There are no directions in the dark. She rises anyway.
2. The receipts get soaked. It would be nice to be able to say that no one will bring this up later, but you are probably going to have to settle for the thought that right here, right now, no one is keeping score.
3. Garlic, alcohol, butter: salt and metal tastes that make him think of the kind of memory that wells up from a wound.
4. "I'm sorry," says Gaila, her eyes a gas-flame blue. "Was that inappropriate?"
5. But he has: a line and a safeness and the person he loves best in the world, surrounding his skin.
Favorite 5 Line(s) from Anywhere:
1. The tea, once made, is the color of his eyes, opaque but bound up in knots of light.
2. "Butter," he says, "is, right, is the soul of the sandwich. The heart. The soul. Soul 'n' heart. It gives each bite a salty finish."
3. It is a thing made up of the hot strong smell of her skin and the fit of her anklebone into his hand, heavy and huge and hard as stone but so warm, and how she rolled under him, muscles rippling sweet and bright like a cornfield in wind.
4. It is blue and solid but Gaila, he thinks, could stand on Tango's steady back and her rising crown would punch right through the zenith.
5. The rain fell, not hard, but with the unrelenting smugness of someone who's getting paid for this.
Top 5 Scenes from Anywhere You Would Choose to Have Illustrated:
1. In The Universal Solvent, when Aziraphale opens the door and looks out into the dark and meets War standing on the other side.
2. In Asking No Duties, And No Conscience: the part where Gaila is on the wall, clinging to the trellis and looking over her shoulder at the dawn.
3. In this untitled commentfic, with McCoy sprawled out and Joss bent over him, tying his hands to the bedstead with his tie.
4. In Hair Today, when Crowley wakes up in a sea of her own hair.
5. And I'm saving a space for some imagery from my go_exchange story. Moo ha ha ha.