Yes, I like pain, why do you ask?
Nov. 6th, 2004 01:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bodldopsBreaking news: I joined NaNoWriMo. Like I don't have enough to do. *headdesk* I just figured it was a good way to evict the spy/vet-tech plotbunnies that have taken residence after I considered that teacher/spy challenge by hawkelf. Dratit.
Also:
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else. This is merely to wet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Hmm, I like random memes.
From the Peabody fic:
It continually amazes me that supposedly intelligent people can be so purposefully dense. *huggles her David!muse* This guy rocks.
From the M&C fic:
He was sloshing through the ankle-deep sanguinous water when a desperate cry made him look up in alarm. *evil snicker*
From the second chapter of the Han fic (Title: Frozen Thoughts):
Han woke to a disturbingly familiar sound - his transmitter whistling and spitting static as it scanned through the pre-set channels, searching for a signal.
From the ST/LotR crossover fic:
"I'll ask the captain about it." Riker volunteered, ignoring Geordi's grimace when he realized he might actually have to face one of Worf's legendary drills.
From the ST:TOS fic (Title: The Problems of Reputation):
“And preferably on a planet where no one will try to shoot, brain-wash, enslave, eat, or otherwise bother us.” He clarified wryly. I love Bones
From the LotR fic:
He was getting soaked by inches.
And last, but most certainly not least, my NaNoWriMo contribution:
She, who could sneak past ingenious security systems and turn major powers on their heads, could not manage to pill this hellion of a cat.
*bows* Now, to finish my real homework before getting cracking on this NaNoWriMo thing. *makes a mental note to keep the vicious cat*
Also:
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else. This is merely to wet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Hmm, I like random memes.
From the Peabody fic:
It continually amazes me that supposedly intelligent people can be so purposefully dense. *huggles her David!muse* This guy rocks.
From the M&C fic:
He was sloshing through the ankle-deep sanguinous water when a desperate cry made him look up in alarm. *evil snicker*
From the second chapter of the Han fic (Title: Frozen Thoughts):
Han woke to a disturbingly familiar sound - his transmitter whistling and spitting static as it scanned through the pre-set channels, searching for a signal.
From the ST/LotR crossover fic:
"I'll ask the captain about it." Riker volunteered, ignoring Geordi's grimace when he realized he might actually have to face one of Worf's legendary drills.
From the ST:TOS fic (Title: The Problems of Reputation):
“And preferably on a planet where no one will try to shoot, brain-wash, enslave, eat, or otherwise bother us.” He clarified wryly. I love Bones
From the LotR fic:
He was getting soaked by inches.
And last, but most certainly not least, my NaNoWriMo contribution:
She, who could sneak past ingenious security systems and turn major powers on their heads, could not manage to pill this hellion of a cat.
*bows* Now, to finish my real homework before getting cracking on this NaNoWriMo thing. *makes a mental note to keep the vicious cat*
