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Oct. 17th, 2014 07:46 amFirst of all, I am writing my ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
polybigbang, which I was just about to give up on and had a sudden spark of inspiration for. It's not what I expected to do, but I am excited for it, and I wrote 2k for it yesterday and am kind of bouncing at the thought of writing more today either before bed or before busses tonight, which is a great sign, I think. To keep in it I have to have 8k by November 12th (it doesn't actually has to be 100% done til posting date, which is going to be late December at earliest); I think I may actually manage that, holy shit.
So I'm writing Clint/Bucky/Natasha/Steve with a possible fifth point of Sam but definitely Sam being around and awesome, in which Clint takes in strays, Bucky becomes one of those strays, which ends in Steve being one too, Natasha is totally just here to popcorn and has no feelings about identity issues or belonging at all what are you talking about, everyone is lonely and has trouble connecting, and everybody gets a recovery narrative to some extent. If this sounds like a thing you are interested in reading along as I write and possibly giving me commentary on giant plot holes or how it's shaping up, I'm posting it under a filter for Bast to read, and I'd be happy to add a couple more people as well. (If this sounds like a thing you are willing to beta, I'd also really like to know so I can hit you up when that time comes around. >>)
I also posted some stuff that had only been on Tumblr + one thing I wrote a couple of days ago, so have a small Ao3 dump:
( Cut cause this is getting lengthy; all MCU; 2 Tony + Rhodey AUs and one Bucky recovery fic. )
So, yeah, that's all I got. It is still not honestly a great brainspace, and I'm tired and sore, but my writing brain is working better than it has in a while, so I'm going to try and coast that wave as long as I can manage, because I like it.
(On the flip side, I listened to Burn It Down on repeat for what had to add up to at least two hours between breaks, lunch, and before work. So y'know. At least I didn't actually cry in Walmart?)
polybigbang, which I was just about to give up on and had a sudden spark of inspiration for. It's not what I expected to do, but I am excited for it, and I wrote 2k for it yesterday and am kind of bouncing at the thought of writing more today either before bed or before busses tonight, which is a great sign, I think. To keep in it I have to have 8k by November 12th (it doesn't actually has to be 100% done til posting date, which is going to be late December at earliest); I think I may actually manage that, holy shit.So I'm writing Clint/Bucky/Natasha/Steve with a possible fifth point of Sam but definitely Sam being around and awesome, in which Clint takes in strays, Bucky becomes one of those strays, which ends in Steve being one too, Natasha is totally just here to popcorn and has no feelings about identity issues or belonging at all what are you talking about, everyone is lonely and has trouble connecting, and everybody gets a recovery narrative to some extent. If this sounds like a thing you are interested in reading along as I write and possibly giving me commentary on giant plot holes or how it's shaping up, I'm posting it under a filter for Bast to read, and I'd be happy to add a couple more people as well. (If this sounds like a thing you are willing to beta, I'd also really like to know so I can hit you up when that time comes around. >>)
I also posted some stuff that had only been on Tumblr + one thing I wrote a couple of days ago, so have a small Ao3 dump:
( Cut cause this is getting lengthy; all MCU; 2 Tony + Rhodey AUs and one Bucky recovery fic. )
So, yeah, that's all I got. It is still not honestly a great brainspace, and I'm tired and sore, but my writing brain is working better than it has in a while, so I'm going to try and coast that wave as long as I can manage, because I like it.
(On the flip side, I listened to Burn It Down on repeat for what had to add up to at least two hours between breaks, lunch, and before work. So y'know. At least I didn't actually cry in Walmart?)
