Work-In-Progress Meme
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srgt_s_venom, modified slightly.
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post a bit from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Unnamed CSI fic centred on Sara and Warrick (forvelocityofsound)
”You could give Grissom some serious competition.”
He smiled faintly. “One way of giving me a compliment. But… No. You’d break my heart, I’d bruise yours, Grissom would kill us both with a stealth team of cockroaches.”
OFUCSI (Chapter Seven)
Drip. Drip-drip. Drip. Drip-drip-drip.
Nina woke up to a Komodo slobbering over her and shrieked loudly enough to wake the dead. (Indeed, quite a few corpses at the Body Farm got annoyed enough to demand a raise, claiming ‘Resting In Peace’ was a Union requirement.)
”Don’t do that,” an annoyed voice said and for a moment, she thought it was the Komodo, until she looked further up and saw Miss Cam’s face. Ah.
”Mya has sensitive ears,” Miss Cam went on, “haven’t you, my widdle lizard?”
”Some days I think you care more about those lizards than the students,” Nina muttered, trying to edge herself up.
”Nonsense,” Miss Cam said sharply. “I care more about them all days. They actually do as told and look adorable doing it.”
Unnamed GSR fic
”Sara,” he insisted, feeling the pain pulsate in his body with his heart beat, pumping more and more anxiety into him. “Need to…”
”Grissom…” Warrick sounded slightly perturbed. ”Sara left three years ago.”
"Hush" (CSI, CWR, forlaiwethel)
The roar seems to be everywhere, around her, within her, as her. There is a buzzing in her ears, seeming to grow with each breath she takes. Shock, an analytical part of her mind has established, listing the symptoms with an almost singing voice. She wants to shut it up, shut everything up, the wind, the earth, the fire still burning, the time still seeping forward and the life still beating.
She looks at her bloodied hands and sits still as the world roars around her and the ambulance pulls up with screeching breaks.
Nothing’s going to be fine ever again.
Unnamed Harry Potter fic (forfalena84)
”Have you ever thought about…” Harry pauses, not sure how to go on without disturbing her.
”Looking beyond?” Luna replies, her voice dreamy. “Yes. You?”
”After Sirius…” He bites back the familiar pain and feels a strange guilt at how easy it has become. “Yes, I’ve wondered.”
She tilts her head, looking at him and beyond him and he wonders just how she can see. “You’re not afraid?”
”No.” He shakes his head. Whatever fear he had in him seems to have been stripped away by each death he’s seen.
”But you’re still here,” she says softly.
”I’m still here,” he echoes.
"Prison of Memories" (Harry Potter, Snape/Lily forlotus79)
He knows it’s Tuesday this day when the door opens. Once a week, every Tuesday, the boy who is not quite a boy any more, comes and sits in the dark with him, waiting. Always just asking one question.
Always why. But here are many whys. Why did he join the Death Eaters? Why did he leave them? Why did he take a Vow that brought death? Why did he kill? Why did he spare the life of the boy he hated so, the boy who comes to see him?
Harry walks in, for a moment standing in the light, James’s face and Lily’s eyes, one part he hates, one he loves.
”Why?” asks Harry, but for a moment, it is Lily’s voice, Lily…
He remembers.
"Vision of Touch" (CSI, Nick/Greg forbloodanna)
”You don’t understand,” Greg says tonelessly. For a moment, it is silent, and he strains against the darkness before his eyes, but it doesn’t lift, as he knows it won’t. It is still a defeat every time he tries and fails.
”I’ve turned off the lights,” Nick replies quietly and Greg feels him sit down nearby. “Now we are the same, just for tonight.”
His hand is warm as it brushes across Greg’s skin, gently brushing not quite healed scars.
”Help me understand.”
srgt_s_venom, modified slightly.If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post a bit from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Unnamed CSI fic centred on Sara and Warrick (for
velocityofsound)”You could give Grissom some serious competition.”
He smiled faintly. “One way of giving me a compliment. But… No. You’d break my heart, I’d bruise yours, Grissom would kill us both with a stealth team of cockroaches.”
OFUCSI (Chapter Seven)
Drip. Drip-drip. Drip. Drip-drip-drip.
Nina woke up to a Komodo slobbering over her and shrieked loudly enough to wake the dead. (Indeed, quite a few corpses at the Body Farm got annoyed enough to demand a raise, claiming ‘Resting In Peace’ was a Union requirement.)
”Don’t do that,” an annoyed voice said and for a moment, she thought it was the Komodo, until she looked further up and saw Miss Cam’s face. Ah.
”Mya has sensitive ears,” Miss Cam went on, “haven’t you, my widdle lizard?”
”Some days I think you care more about those lizards than the students,” Nina muttered, trying to edge herself up.
”Nonsense,” Miss Cam said sharply. “I care more about them all days. They actually do as told and look adorable doing it.”
Unnamed GSR fic
”Sara,” he insisted, feeling the pain pulsate in his body with his heart beat, pumping more and more anxiety into him. “Need to…”
”Grissom…” Warrick sounded slightly perturbed. ”Sara left three years ago.”
"Hush" (CSI, CWR, for
laiwethel)The roar seems to be everywhere, around her, within her, as her. There is a buzzing in her ears, seeming to grow with each breath she takes. Shock, an analytical part of her mind has established, listing the symptoms with an almost singing voice. She wants to shut it up, shut everything up, the wind, the earth, the fire still burning, the time still seeping forward and the life still beating.
She looks at her bloodied hands and sits still as the world roars around her and the ambulance pulls up with screeching breaks.
Nothing’s going to be fine ever again.
Unnamed Harry Potter fic (for
falena84)”Have you ever thought about…” Harry pauses, not sure how to go on without disturbing her.
”Looking beyond?” Luna replies, her voice dreamy. “Yes. You?”
”After Sirius…” He bites back the familiar pain and feels a strange guilt at how easy it has become. “Yes, I’ve wondered.”
She tilts her head, looking at him and beyond him and he wonders just how she can see. “You’re not afraid?”
”No.” He shakes his head. Whatever fear he had in him seems to have been stripped away by each death he’s seen.
”But you’re still here,” she says softly.
”I’m still here,” he echoes.
"Prison of Memories" (Harry Potter, Snape/Lily for
lotus79)He knows it’s Tuesday this day when the door opens. Once a week, every Tuesday, the boy who is not quite a boy any more, comes and sits in the dark with him, waiting. Always just asking one question.
Always why. But here are many whys. Why did he join the Death Eaters? Why did he leave them? Why did he take a Vow that brought death? Why did he kill? Why did he spare the life of the boy he hated so, the boy who comes to see him?
Harry walks in, for a moment standing in the light, James’s face and Lily’s eyes, one part he hates, one he loves.
”Why?” asks Harry, but for a moment, it is Lily’s voice, Lily…
He remembers.
"Vision of Touch" (CSI, Nick/Greg for
bloodanna)”You don’t understand,” Greg says tonelessly. For a moment, it is silent, and he strains against the darkness before his eyes, but it doesn’t lift, as he knows it won’t. It is still a defeat every time he tries and fails.
”I’ve turned off the lights,” Nick replies quietly and Greg feels him sit down nearby. “Now we are the same, just for tonight.”
His hand is warm as it brushes across Greg’s skin, gently brushing not quite healed scars.
”Help me understand.”
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Date: 2005-07-29 09:00 am (UTC)You've started my fic! And I like it so far. ;)
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Date: 2005-07-29 09:09 am (UTC)Those are to inspire your muse for all of the fics you've got on the go. I can't wait to see what they're all going to turn into.
You've started mine as well! Thank you! I like what I'm seeing :) ;D
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Date: 2005-07-29 09:39 am (UTC)I'm looking forward to reading it! :D
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Date: 2005-07-29 09:41 am (UTC)My fic is on its way...but I'm really eager to read the Warrick/Sara one too!Because the last one you wrote was great!
And more OFUCSI is coming!Yay!
Too bad I won't be around to read it...
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Date: 2005-07-29 11:56 am (UTC)The Snape/Lily one could almost just stay as that little piece, it's wonderful as is. :)
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Date: 2005-07-29 12:09 pm (UTC)I am very intrigued by those Harry Potter teasers.
Luna's fast turning into one of my favourite characters. She has a level of understanding about people in general and Harry in particular that's almost spooky.
And I nearly chocked on a piece of chocolate when I read my lj name up there ... uhm, yeah.
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Date: 2005-07-29 01:16 pm (UTC)I love Luna too - she's one of those characters you never quite feel you fully know. And part of her reminds me of young me, too.
*raises an eyebrow* Didn't expect it, or something?
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Date: 2005-07-29 01:40 pm (UTC)You wore radish earrings? ;)
And totally not. You see, the strange side-effect of lurking is not being noticed. *grins sheepishly* And since you have such a huge flist, I never thought I'd draw any attention.
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Date: 2005-07-29 02:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-29 04:43 pm (UTC)No, I was just weird.
I notice many things I don't comment on, oh yes. You're never safe from my attention...
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Date: 2005-07-29 04:45 pm (UTC)