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The Shooting Lesson. Billy/Lando, 1873, the Colorado Territory.

Expect a little more action here in the coming weeks -- I've got a long-overdue sequel to one of my first stories getting ready to go up, a piece of total crack written for [livejournal.com profile] 14valentines, and a large project that's been in the works for a while which should be going public soon.

Musings.

Sep. 26th, 2006 12:58 pm
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Been forever since I posted here, but not for lack of off-screen action. In the last seven months, I've worked on four stories set in the Westverse or somewhere next-door to it (two are in edits, one is about to get there, who knows with the fourth), gotten halfway through chapter three of "To The Dead," plotted one rather metaphysical science fiction novella I'll probably never write and come up with the character roster for an off-kilter superhero comic that I'll probably never script, and concocted a huge story arc for a project with [livejournal.com profile] shaenie that could easily surpass 200,000 words before the end of it. I went on a Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler binge that may have finally cured me of the belief that when it comes to adjectives, more is more, and I've gotten to know at least two of my characters well enough that their dialogue and actions have started to write themselves.

I could do a whole post on the shifts I'm experiencing in my writing style and my understanding of the craft of storytelling (that sounds incredibly pretentions, but I feel like I'm starting to get what it means to tell a story on a blueprints-and-scaffolding level instead of just a paint-and-polish one), but what prompted me to post now is my decision that I needed to re-work a 2,000 word chunk of a story in edits. Read more... )
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Final Hand.
Billy, 1874, New Mexico.

His vigilance fits seamless and easy on his skin, as though he'd never shed it, and he wonders, sometimes, if he ever did.
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The following are all older pieces housed at my primary journal; the links will take you straight to them. It doesn't make a lot of sense for me to repost everything (and that's a lot of work), so they're all catalogued here. I've put in a brief summary of each, but you'll need to go to the actual posts for full headers and warnings. ETA: for preventative reasons, all fannish content at that journal is now friendslocked. If there's something archived here that you want to read and can't get to, leave a comment and I will either filter you in or repost it (unlocked) here.


Buffy the Vampire Slayer. One of my favorite objects of geekery, but not a universe I play in much, and I think I'm unlikely to revisit it in my fiction.

Split. Technically, the first piece of fanfiction I ever wrote (barring a short story that served as a physics exam, but that's an entirely different story). R, Season 7, Willow and ... others, very slightly off, and entirely creepy.


Lotrips and RPF. "Lotrips" stands (loosely) for Lord of the Rings Real Person Slash (aka, fiction involving the cast of the Lord of the Rings doing things that are entirely unrelated to their actual relationships and sexual preferences); RPF for Real Person Fiction. My true gateway drug, mostly because it was the first place I encountered mind-alteringly good amateur writers. I should note that I have no personal investment in the people featured in these stories, but I liked the strange sandbox other writers created for them, and the Lotrips fandom was the first place I ever found where anyone wanted to read what I had to write. I probably won't write more in it, other than West (see below), but you never can tell for sure.

Fatalis. Second story ever, and while it's got its definite flaws, I'm still kind of in love with it. PG-13, Billy/Dom, a lot of surfing, and my love of writing in the second person. ETA: now reposted here, with a link to its newer sequel.

Calibrate. Third story, extremely graphic, and yet not (for me, anyway) quite about the sex at all. NC-17, Cate/Billy/Dom, only not in the way you're thinking right now, and not for anybody who's totally weirded out by D/s. I repeat that I neither know nor really care what any of these people are actually like. Toys in the sandbox, for my purposes.

Extended Footage. For the [livejournal.com profile] sparcck's hilarious slash-the-slasher challenge, though I'm not quite sure I can actually lay claim to a slash. PG-13 if you really must, [livejournal.com profile] shaenie (my Lotrips dealer) and Billy, sort of, and this is probably only funny if you know who she is.

Industrial Melanism. A drabble, in haiku-inflected wordcount (50/70/50). Probably the bitchin'-est thing I ever wrote in Lotrips. Rating not necessary.

Feral. 100 words. Keira Knightly. This is as tight as my writing gets. Rating not necessary.


Harry Potter. Because let's face it, as fairly fantastic as The Half-Blood Prince was, JK Rowling will never have time in seven books to give this world all the exploration it deserves. One of the best-equipped sandboxes available, and I'm coming to the conclusion that just hooking the characters up with each other is a waste of time compared to playing with the world itself. It's entirely possible I'll write more of this, but expect it to be plotty, twisted, and not ever mostly about the sex.

Thaw. This took me for-fucking-ever to write; see humorous partial explanation here. NC-17 in a moderately innocent way, Remus/Sirius (come on, it's not like they aren't blatantly having sex anyway) in their last year at Hogwarts, unapologetic porn where the character-driven plotty foreplay is condensed into actual foreplay. No one says anything horrifically embarrassing, no one has vaginas.

To the Dead [1/5]. The start of something I really hope I'll someday finish. PG-13 for reasons entirely about the creep factor and unrelated to sex, various characters (but mostly a canon Draco Malfoy), takes place after the Second War. The rebuilding isn't kind to any of them.


West. [livejournal.com profile] shaenie, its creator, calls it a Lotrips AU, but I maintain that we just borrowed a lot of their actors and then cast the majority of them wildly against type. Really, this has nothing to do with The Lord of the Rings or the people in it; it's a very dark western, set generally around 1880. Nothing here ends well. I write Billy Boyd. The following links are the completed chapters he appears in thus far; as the story lines interweave, you'll eventually want to read other characters' chapters if you like this enough to want to really get what's going on (the cut-off for reading them without that context is probably 1876).

Lessons. 1867.
Questions. 1872.
Practical Application. 1872.
Discoveries. 1873.
Parting Ways. 1874.
Balances. 1876.
Revelations. 1879.

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