Giles/Buffy sword

I have a cat on my shins.

The cat is laboring under the misapprehension that he is starving to death because his food bowl is empty. There is no reasoning with him. He'll win in the end.

Earlier this week one of the bookcases in our bedroom collapsed and showered books onto my armchair. Fortunately I was sitting in bed instead of my armchair, with one of the cats pinning down my feet. Books fell. The cat departed at high velocity. The bookshelf was quite old. Apparently the sides bowed out and one shelf popped out. It landed on the shelf below it, which splintered instantly and cascaded on downwards. The only casualty was a dictionary that got caught between shelf and side and ripped. Oh, and a copy of Peter Watts' Maelstrom, which got rumpled. It's hardcover, so that was some high-force rumplage.

Yesterday we bought new bookcases to replace the collapsed one and its twin. They are as yet unassembled. Our bedroom is sort of a shambles at the moment. Books strewn everywhere! Piled up! Mr Pedia and I have mutually resolved to fix the problem long-term by reducing the amount of crap we own. And this time we won't fuss about how we get rid of it. Making it gone matters more than anything else. Most of those books weren't worth the shelf that collapsed under them.

In fic news: 67 occurrences of "[[" found in 1 file.

Sixty-seven spots where I bothered to mark that material was missing, or to summarize an unwritten segment, or whatever. 24K words, and I removed the 2000-word summary at the top of the file so that's not padded. This one is highly-plotty idfic that I have mentioned before but will not talk about now that it's nearing a complete draft. Giles/Buffy, I will say.

I seem to have a paranoid fear of complete drafts that drives me to bounce to another story when I get close to finishing one. It's a symptom of the blockage. I'm working on it in my usual mode: I'm ignoring it and blundering straight through. You're going to read this one, whether I'm afraid it sucks or not!

I'll probably need to get this story beta-read when that square bracket count gets down to single digits. I'm almost tempted to find an early reader for it now, just to give myself some encouragement.

The Giles/Xander barrow wight story is paused right next to a complete draft. I'm going to knock that out next. DAMMIT.

drsquidlove has begun posting the giant Giles/Xander in New York story. I read an early draft of this last summer, and I can only say: please do go read. Is satisfyingly chewy future fic.

mythichistorian posted "In Western Lands", which is a story featuring a drunken!Giles stuck in a motel room with Andrew Wells. This story doesn't have nearly enough comments, by which I mean it has none. I need to go help fix that problem.
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It's so slow for me right now. I haven't finished anything in nearly 6 months, which is awful because I've been writing the whole time. So many thousands of words in stories I'm convinced aren't good enough to finish. But I will finish something! NOW!
Oh dear! I had a bookcase collapse on me in that fashion in first year residence. It was less painful (well, a bit) and more "did this actually jsut happen?!?"

Yay for fic! I've got to go through some of this when I've got more time; especially the Giles/Xander fic. :D
We have decided to be happy it happened, because we filled two boxes with books from those shelves that we don't need to keep any more. WE'RE DE-BOOKING. At least a little bit. When two book-centric people have twenty-five years of books in one place, it gets a bit overwhelming.
Hmm. Perhaps I will get it into some kind of state where the missing bits all have their little [[ thing happens here ]] summaries and then send it to you so you can complain that I haven't written the sex scene at the end yet. :D
Oh sex scenes schmex scenes. Honestly? There are only a handful of instances in which they don't turn my stomach these days. I mostly just gloss over them. Ooh, that sounds terrible, doesn't it?



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To be honest, I'm at that point too. I think a lot of people progress along the same curve when reading fanfic. First the reaction is shock, then gradual acceptance. Then a porn-consuming phase follows. Then you reach the point where nearly all descriptions of sex feel cliched and tedious to you, and you're way more interested in that unusual plot twist. Right now now I'm way far along this curve, to the point where I'm almost anti-porn. I blame kink memes for how jaded I am right now, I think. Oh, look at what improbable position the posable action figures are in now!

This makes writing sex scenes either a) impossible (I cut them from stories when I realize I have no interest in reading them) or b) a lot of work to try to be emotionally exciting without devolving into too-familiar descriptions of hydraulics.

Just now I was grooving on describing a 17th century church. I found the perfect photo reference and I was trying to get at the feeling of cold damp stone in prose. FUN.
Did you see, 'tenna, did you see? There are slashers who will actually read a story with a major romantic OFC link, child characters and a long wait for pay-off. I'm stunned!

Thanks for the shout-out!

S.
They know the slash is waiting for them at the end, like a big chocolate chip cookie still warm from the oven. (But I like the future-discovery bits you're posting now SO VERY MUCH.)