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Oct. 16th, 2002 12:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I'm really tired, but I have a serious inability to sleep these days. I want to, but sleep escapes me until late at night. I'm just going with it for now.
All but two stories have been sent to me for the hiatus challenge. I'm all happy because I'm on top of things and Sarah and I will be able to get this finished. Thank god this didn't end up being next week when I have two midterms and a paper due.
I wasn't going to do the five stories meme, but then I decided what the hell. I'm not really happy with my most recent story because it is pure sap to me and right now, I hate that in my own writing. So. yes. Here we go. mixed fandoms and all.
[Life and How to Live It]: October 1, 2002. I was driving along in the car and thinking about babies. See, I like babies. And I've been watching an inordinate amount of The Baby Story on TLC recently, so I decided to write a story about JC and Chris with a baby. Somewhere along the way it ended up being a story about JC and Chris having a disabled child. And then it turned into sap because I didn't do enough research and I just feel so blech about the story now. It totally falls into the trap of [Fare Thee Well] and [In the Faces of Men and Women...], which were both quick stories as well and are pure sap. I hate sap. So therefore, I'm really unhappy with this story and I kind of want to take it down.
[Crossroads]: September 24, 2002. Stargate fic that was borne entirely out of the image of Jack sprawled across the bed and Daniel needing to escape for a little while because everything was getting to be too much again. Ended up being very stream of conciousness in action, but not in creation. This story is much more deliberate than it seems. Sad, dark, but still a little comforting at the same time. I really like this story and how unresolved it is. Daniel will always keep on searching for the desert and will always keep on re-evaluating the choices he's made.
[Wither]: September 18, 2002. Now this story is just pure schmoop and fun. It's based entirely on a conversation I had with Chris while lying in bed watching a bad zombie movie. He was hungry. I was indifferent. There was sex and pizza at some point. This was really just me learning more about Jack and Daniel for myself. I needed to see if I could write them and that's what this piece is; an attempt to give voice to my Jack and Daniel.
[Samsara]: July 14, 2002. This was written for the Ryan Adam's Heartbreaker Challenge. Now this story is just pain on top of pain. I was hurting so much when I wrote this and I just made Chris hurt so much. I made all of them hurt. But I adore this story and I love that it makes me ache inside when Chris finally realizes that he can't have everything, especially not what he really wants. This was the first story I've ever written that had absolutely no dialogue in it. It was a challenge to do for that reason alone.
[In Between Love]: June 18, 2002. [sighs] This is my TrickC epic story. I wanted to write so many more for them, but the fandom switch and all. They've just died on the keyboard. This story though, is my favourite of all the stories I've written in ages. Probably since Oranges and Vanilla. Basically, it was my attempt to write a series with vignettes. Until a week before I finished it, there was no plot. Then Tom Waits came along and the whole concept of a 30+ page story came together and became a 60 page story about Chris and JC finding their way back to each other.
Now, what do these say about me? I write either TrickC or Jack/Daniel these days. Nothing else. And if you look at my WIPs, that's exactly what they are. They also say that I like to try different things and I am waaay too impulsive about what I post when I write on occasion. Also, it shows that my mental state is very unbalanced. There's sadness imbued in everything I write these days. I can't even fathom writing something that isn't just permeated with it. Wither is the lone exception and it's so short and so based in a real situation, I don't think it counts.
All but two stories have been sent to me for the hiatus challenge. I'm all happy because I'm on top of things and Sarah and I will be able to get this finished. Thank god this didn't end up being next week when I have two midterms and a paper due.
I wasn't going to do the five stories meme, but then I decided what the hell. I'm not really happy with my most recent story because it is pure sap to me and right now, I hate that in my own writing. So. yes. Here we go. mixed fandoms and all.
[Life and How to Live It]: October 1, 2002. I was driving along in the car and thinking about babies. See, I like babies. And I've been watching an inordinate amount of The Baby Story on TLC recently, so I decided to write a story about JC and Chris with a baby. Somewhere along the way it ended up being a story about JC and Chris having a disabled child. And then it turned into sap because I didn't do enough research and I just feel so blech about the story now. It totally falls into the trap of [Fare Thee Well] and [In the Faces of Men and Women...], which were both quick stories as well and are pure sap. I hate sap. So therefore, I'm really unhappy with this story and I kind of want to take it down.
[Crossroads]: September 24, 2002. Stargate fic that was borne entirely out of the image of Jack sprawled across the bed and Daniel needing to escape for a little while because everything was getting to be too much again. Ended up being very stream of conciousness in action, but not in creation. This story is much more deliberate than it seems. Sad, dark, but still a little comforting at the same time. I really like this story and how unresolved it is. Daniel will always keep on searching for the desert and will always keep on re-evaluating the choices he's made.
[Wither]: September 18, 2002. Now this story is just pure schmoop and fun. It's based entirely on a conversation I had with Chris while lying in bed watching a bad zombie movie. He was hungry. I was indifferent. There was sex and pizza at some point. This was really just me learning more about Jack and Daniel for myself. I needed to see if I could write them and that's what this piece is; an attempt to give voice to my Jack and Daniel.
[Samsara]: July 14, 2002. This was written for the Ryan Adam's Heartbreaker Challenge. Now this story is just pain on top of pain. I was hurting so much when I wrote this and I just made Chris hurt so much. I made all of them hurt. But I adore this story and I love that it makes me ache inside when Chris finally realizes that he can't have everything, especially not what he really wants. This was the first story I've ever written that had absolutely no dialogue in it. It was a challenge to do for that reason alone.
[In Between Love]: June 18, 2002. [sighs] This is my TrickC epic story. I wanted to write so many more for them, but the fandom switch and all. They've just died on the keyboard. This story though, is my favourite of all the stories I've written in ages. Probably since Oranges and Vanilla. Basically, it was my attempt to write a series with vignettes. Until a week before I finished it, there was no plot. Then Tom Waits came along and the whole concept of a 30+ page story came together and became a 60 page story about Chris and JC finding their way back to each other.
Now, what do these say about me? I write either TrickC or Jack/Daniel these days. Nothing else. And if you look at my WIPs, that's exactly what they are. They also say that I like to try different things and I am waaay too impulsive about what I post when I write on occasion. Also, it shows that my mental state is very unbalanced. There's sadness imbued in everything I write these days. I can't even fathom writing something that isn't just permeated with it. Wither is the lone exception and it's so short and so based in a real situation, I don't think it counts.