Brain. We need to have a talk.
I have two huge WIP right now. Plus numerous one-shots in three different fandoms. I’m juggling lots of different characters and lots of ideas in my head right now.
Basically, brain, this is a way to say, ‘how dare you drop a sixteen chapter fic idea into my lap, practically half written about a relationship I am desperate to explore (chaste Sebastian/Hawke end game). HOW DARE YOU.’
I need more hours in the day to write…
Dragon Age: Inquisition character ramblings under the cut.
I have one extra Dragon Age beta code, so I thought I’d do a mini-giveaway!
A like or reblog will be one entry, and if you’re a current follower, you get an automatic second entry!
I’ll use a random number generator at Friday, 7 PM EST to determine the winner. Good luck!
In the meantime, if you have any questions on the beta (or are in but wondering how to get around), feel free to ask. If I can answer, I will.
Another day, another person met their goal!
Yesterday, thoughtsappear reached her goal of 15,000 words for the month. Congrats! And now we’re upping it to a stretch goal! Which I’m sure you will completely rock.
Yay for you!
Have some Pearth from swtor tonight. She used to be a Cathar until I rerolled her. I like this gal a lot better.
Ended up being a decent night! Finished my edits of chapter 18 of Scattering Grief. Asking my beta to take one more look at it, but then we shall post! Then worked on a DA2 one-shot.
Totals, 1193 words for a total of 18841 words for the month!
Tomorrow’s goal, all letter G for the alphabet fic. I really don’t want to get behind again.
Do not play ME3’s ‘An End Once and for All’ while I am editing a fic where Garrus is on Omega and tasting the recycled air and remembering all the ghosts he left behind.
I always say, “Oh I’ll write that/edit that/respond to that,” at work. And then the evening comes and I get swamped and overwhelmed at work and I never get those things done.
You think after working here for six months I would understand this. Holiday items launched today, Hippo. You don’t get to have free time at work until next year.
(And isn’t it scary how casually I threw that out there? Like ‘next year’ No biggie. WHERE THE HELL DID 2014 GO?!?)
Day Fifteen - Half way done!
Have some Wynneth in a fancy dress today because she hit me with a brickton of feels in the face tonight. I hope I never tire of digging into how dysfunctional the relationship between her and Anders is. It’s a nice change, writing about a relationship that’s so flawed, compared to Sonya and Garrus, who have a pretty healthy, stable relationship.
Twas a good writing day! Got another 900 words of Scattering Grief written, plus some work on a DA2 one-shot and a Fen Shepard Shakarian one-shot. Total word count for the day was 1878 for a monthly total of 17.648.
Tomorrow’s goals, 500 words of chapter 20 of SG, edit chapter 18 of SG (for Wednesday posting! Yay!) and 500 words of a shakarian one-shot. (not the one I worked on tonight). I do these things, it will be a good day!
Chapter Title: Jedi Consular, before the Javelin
Pairing: Felix Iresso/Jedi Consular
Summary: “Life is a mosaic of pleasure and pain - grief is an interval between two moments of joy. Peace is the interlude between two wars.” — Sri Sathya Sai Baba. A collection of swtor one-shots across all eight classes, in no particular order.
Notes: This is my second favorite swtor romance. I know it gets ignored a lot, but it’s really lovely in my opinion. So there are a lot of one-shots about these two I’ve written!
Class: Jedi Consular
When: Episode III, before the Javelin
Felix leans against the doorway from the ship’s bridge, waiting for the hallway to clear out. Zenith is speaking to one of the Voss commandos, discussing tactics. Once again Felix curses the designer of this ship, having the captain’s cabin entrance right off of the main hallway. Any other boat, he could slip into his girlfriend’s room without anyone being the wiser.
Sure, V’ryss told him to come and go as he pleases, saying she knows the Jedi Council will catch wind of their relationship sooner or later. Secrecy isn’t the worth the effort, in her opinion. But as he watches Tharan walk from the conference room to the stairs leading to the lower levels, he wonders why invite trouble?
Finally Zenith and the commando leave the hallway and Felix grabs his chance and briskly walks to V’ryss’s door. It opens at once, recognizing his biometrics and he enters, only to see V’ryss sitting at the edge of the bed, sobbing.
His heart constricts. Felix has seen her hurt, seen her upset, but he has never, ever seen her cry before. Part of him thought Jedi couldn’t cry, though he knows that’s foolish. Jedi feel every emotion under the sun, just don’t let themselves be ruled by it.
“V’ryss?” he asks, his voice soft. He feels a moment of doubt, one he hopes disappears one of these days, and wonders if she’s changed her mind, about him, about them. He forces the errant thought away. She loves him. Felix knows this. He refuses to doubt.
She sits up straight, a hand wiping away her tears. “Felix,” she says, holding out her hand to him.
That’s right, day 14 and we already have someone who met their goal.
Congratulations settiai! She averaged more than a thousand words a day to meet her goal of 15,000 words for the month.
Because she was so awesome and made her goal, we now have a stretch goal for her to beat. I know you can do it!