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rheasilvia) wrote2020-06-30 03:45 pm
rheasilvia) wrote2020-06-30 03:45 pm
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You guys. I have finally brought one of the three Guardian WIPs of Doom to first draft, and sent it to solo. It's called Something Wicked, is around 30k long, not an AU although it definitely seems like one, and just, OMG.
I've long since reached the stage where I can't tell whether the story works in any way, so I can't speak to the quality - it's possible it's completely confusing and incomprehensible. But I am so glad to get it into some kind of finished state. It's been over a year with this thing. Seriously.
Other good things have also happened!
DontStopRun created a podfic of Dangerous Knowledge, my Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty OT3 story! I am super thrilled - it's the second ever podfic for one of my stories, and I love it to bits. :-)
Also, Ominous_Rain wrote a pre-OT3 story for Sleuth, and named Dangerous Knowledge as their story's inspiration!
I am totally fine with being the founder of Sleuth OT3 fanfic. ;-) Although I honestly don't know how fans have been avoiding writing stories about these three all along.
In less good news, RL has surprised me with a major illness that will be taking up a lot of my time the next weeks (maybe months, we'll see). Ack. I mean, it could be much worse, and I'm looking on the bright side as much as possible. But still.
2020, right?
Here is a random Something Wicked Snippet, to celebrate the story reaching first draft stage!
"It's okay. I have a plan." Zhao Yunlan carefully detached her hand from his arm and gave her his best reassuring smile. He didn't think it entirely worked, but that was the benefit of being the boss. You got to do stupidly risky things, and wiser heads didn't have the authority to stop you.
Da Qing followed him into the entrance hall. He shifted into his human shape to hold the door as Zhao Yunlan wheeled his bike outside. For a long, disorienting moment, the cat's form went out of focus before his eyes – or was obscured by another form: Da Qing with long hair, wearing the robes of a cat tribe warrior and the fed-up, mulish expression common to every cat of every age. "So I guess I have no choice but to go with you to your stupid mountains," rang an echo of something that had never happened. "You're only going to fall down some ravine if I let you go alone, you dumb human."
"I'm going with you," his cat was saying now, hair short and stylishly tousled, glaring with worry. "You're bound to fuck things up if I let you out of my sight, you dumb human."
solo. It's called Something Wicked, is around 30k long, not an AU although it definitely seems like one, and just, OMG. I've long since reached the stage where I can't tell whether the story works in any way, so I can't speak to the quality - it's possible it's completely confusing and incomprehensible. But I am so glad to get it into some kind of finished state. It's been over a year with this thing. Seriously.
Other good things have also happened!
DontStopRun created a podfic of Dangerous Knowledge, my Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty OT3 story! I am super thrilled - it's the second ever podfic for one of my stories, and I love it to bits. :-)
Also, Ominous_Rain wrote a pre-OT3 story for Sleuth, and named Dangerous Knowledge as their story's inspiration!
I am totally fine with being the founder of Sleuth OT3 fanfic. ;-) Although I honestly don't know how fans have been avoiding writing stories about these three all along.
In less good news, RL has surprised me with a major illness that will be taking up a lot of my time the next weeks (maybe months, we'll see). Ack. I mean, it could be much worse, and I'm looking on the bright side as much as possible. But still.
2020, right?
Here is a random Something Wicked Snippet, to celebrate the story reaching first draft stage!
"It's okay. I have a plan." Zhao Yunlan carefully detached her hand from his arm and gave her his best reassuring smile. He didn't think it entirely worked, but that was the benefit of being the boss. You got to do stupidly risky things, and wiser heads didn't have the authority to stop you.
Da Qing followed him into the entrance hall. He shifted into his human shape to hold the door as Zhao Yunlan wheeled his bike outside. For a long, disorienting moment, the cat's form went out of focus before his eyes – or was obscured by another form: Da Qing with long hair, wearing the robes of a cat tribe warrior and the fed-up, mulish expression common to every cat of every age. "So I guess I have no choice but to go with you to your stupid mountains," rang an echo of something that had never happened. "You're only going to fall down some ravine if I let you go alone, you dumb human."
"I'm going with you," his cat was saying now, hair short and stylishly tousled, glaring with worry. "You're bound to fuck things up if I let you out of my sight, you dumb human."