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A Favor
So I have a favor to ask of you all. A lead up to why I need this favor. Starting in January I'm taking a six month hiatus from writing. Just writing, not the internet. I'll be around, just not actively writing. Why this crazy move you ask? As some of you already know, I'm pregnant, expecting my first child. Baby is due at the end of December, literally, the end of December. I don't want to have divided focus during those first few months while we're trying to do the whole adjusting thing. BTW, no we don't know what we're having yet, and the earliest we can find out is Aug. 14. Cause I know the first thing you want to know after when the baby is coming is what you're having. I know, cause I'm the same way. ;)
Still, you're asking yourself, what's the favor? I'm really wanting to get as much of the sequel to Undertow written as possible before the baby arrives. And one of my goals for the year was to try and write 20k words in one month. August is light for me, work wise and baby planning wise, plus I've got a week off later in the month. So I'd like to use the time to get a lot of it knocked out and maybe a drabble or two.
My problem is that my muse is being stubborn and is stalling on the whole writing thing. So if you guys could, periodically throughout the month give me a push and inquire about my progress that would be soooooo helpful. I know, usually I hate it when people pester me about my writing, but I'd really like to get as far along as possible. So email me, lj messenger me, poke me while I'm online on yahell, whatever. Feel free... just remember to be kind. ;)
In effort to get the muse back into the whole writing groove (cause I really haven't written much in the last few months since I was working two jobs and going through the whole fatigue during the first trimester thing) I'd like to open myself up to a few prompts for some drabbles. Just give me a pairing or group of characters you'd like to see, and something to associate with them. I'll take the first five prompts given, unless I get through them quickly then I'll take a few more.
And yes Ava, I know I still owe you that Buffy/Castiel fic. I swear, it's percolating.
Still, you're asking yourself, what's the favor? I'm really wanting to get as much of the sequel to Undertow written as possible before the baby arrives. And one of my goals for the year was to try and write 20k words in one month. August is light for me, work wise and baby planning wise, plus I've got a week off later in the month. So I'd like to use the time to get a lot of it knocked out and maybe a drabble or two.
My problem is that my muse is being stubborn and is stalling on the whole writing thing. So if you guys could, periodically throughout the month give me a push and inquire about my progress that would be soooooo helpful. I know, usually I hate it when people pester me about my writing, but I'd really like to get as far along as possible. So email me, lj messenger me, poke me while I'm online on yahell, whatever. Feel free... just remember to be kind. ;)
In effort to get the muse back into the whole writing groove (cause I really haven't written much in the last few months since I was working two jobs and going through the whole fatigue during the first trimester thing) I'd like to open myself up to a few prompts for some drabbles. Just give me a pairing or group of characters you'd like to see, and something to associate with them. I'll take the first five prompts given, unless I get through them quickly then I'll take a few more.
And yes Ava, I know I still owe you that Buffy/Castiel fic. I swear, it's percolating.
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Buffy and Oz stumbled into the alley. As one, they turned and looked at the wall behind them.
“What the hell was that?” Buffy asked reaching out to touch the brick. It was solid and very real under her fingers. “Do you think we’re even still in Chicago?” She asked turning to look at the redheaded werewolf.
He shrugged and walked to the end of the short alley. His chin lifted as he took in the buildings around them. “We’re still in the University area.”
She frowned. “Then what was that distortion we got sucked through and how did we end up in this alley?”
Oz’s stance shifted and a growl began rumbling deep in his chest.
Buffy hurried over to him, but he refused to let her pass him. Instead, she was forced to look over his shoulder to see what was raising his hackles. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a huge dark brown wolf just to their left.
“Are you going to need to change?” She whispered in his ear.
The wolf backed off and seemed to shimmer for a moment, then a naked man was crouched in the same spot.
“Guess not.”