Holiday Fic ~ Dec 6 ~ Snakes and Ladders

Title: Snakes and Ladders
Fandom: X-Men Movieverse
Author's Notes: for arliddian.
Summary: They never could meet in the middle. Kitty/Pyro


She hit him and he hit her and they never managed to come down in the middle.( Read more... )

Notes on this lovely holiday season!

Feeling pretty sick, dealing with some health stuff, an overloaded schedule, sleep deficit, and an inflamed sciatic nerve. Not really doing more than lurking and getting my holiday fics up on time if possible.

Welcome back, lithiumlaughter! Been missing you, m'dear. :hugs: Sorry, rogue437, that your fic has been languishing with no further beta work done. See above. It's up at #3 on the docket, so as soon as I can stop feeling like someone laid me waste, I'll get back on that pony.

See you all soon!

I'm usually reflective when I'm sick...

Go figure. I guess it's all I'm up for. But I've been playing around in the sandboxes and I'm feeling like a traitor and felt like letting it off my chest.


To my lovely fics:

I do love you, oh fandom goodness! You taught me more about writing than my original fiction ever did (scary thought), but my interest is waning. Apparently, it takes characters as strong as Rogue and Gambit to hold my interest for long periods and I've been away from them for too long. I've been flirting with original fic and I think I'm going pretty steady now, but...

I have obligations. I promised not to leave my readers hanging forever (just indefinitely), and I've got too many fics I don't feel good about walking away from.

I know we've always agreed that writing is promiscuous and all that, but something's starting to get a little hard here in the juggling act.



To Vardin and the world of Summerlight:

I love you. You're ensemble and interesting and wonderful, and yet I'm not sure I know where you want to go and that scares me. I need something from you before I feel comfortable moving forward. I know we're both kind of new to this particular story, but we've been around the block over a dozen times before and afterward. Please show me the glue on this baby.



To the multitude of shorts begging me to write nonSummerlight Vardin:

Could you please, pretty please, be kind enough to wait your turn? Please?



To the Mirror:

Wow. You sort of showed up one day, threw every constant of my writing on its head and demanded satisfaction. Well, lovely little storyworld, you need to be patient and wait your turn like everybody else. No matter how many awesome stories and themes and characters you throw at me, no matter how many subplots and fascinating bits of worldbuilding possibility, I'm writing Vardin right now and I really need to focus.

Okay?

Okay.



Now that we have that off our chest...