Mal: How drunk was I last night? Jayne: Well I dunno. I passed out.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Fan Fiction II: Great story! Where's the sequel?

This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.


Dana - Oct 30, 2006 7:36:29 am PST #2688 of 10434
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I went with d) Fandom in which I'm not actually requesting a pairing, under the theory that I should not be so predictable. And I really want to read the story I requested.

I cleared out most of my "Oh, god, could I actually write this?" fandoms, but there are still a few that would induce panic. If there's no panic, it's not yuletide.


shrift - Oct 30, 2006 7:43:27 am PST #2689 of 10434
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I cleared out most of my "Oh, god, could I actually write this?"

I decided not to go with a few stand-by fandoms, operating under the theory that I'd pretty much shot my fictional wad on them. Added a bunch of new fandoms that I've acquired in the last year, along with a handful of fandoms that may kick my ass if I get assigned them, but I hope in a good way.

And I think the only year I didn't panic at Yuletide was the first year. I didn't know what I was in for, and that's probably how I ended up writing 3 stories.


Dana - Oct 30, 2006 7:59:01 am PST #2690 of 10434
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Ha. The first year was the year I wrote Michael/Operations and uploaded it from my father-in-law's computer.


esse - Oct 30, 2006 8:02:06 am PST #2691 of 10434
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

I remember the first year of Yuletide fondly--especially hours and hours of ignoring my family during Christmas and reading all the stories. That was special.


shrift - Oct 30, 2006 8:12:48 am PST #2692 of 10434
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

The first year was the year I wrote Michael/Operations and uploaded it from my father-in-law's computer.

That was the year I had the flu and got spanked for writing Sports Night. That's an experience I don't care to repeat.

Edited to add: although obviously it hasn't stopped me from signing up again year after year.


shrift - Oct 30, 2006 6:06:55 pm PST #2693 of 10434
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Oh my god, I'm beginning to suspect that Yuletide registration will break 700 before the deadline.


Fay - Oct 30, 2006 11:56:46 pm PST #2694 of 10434
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

I remember the first year of Yuletide fondly--especially hours and hours of ignoring my family during Christmas and reading all the stories. That was special.

Heh.

I love Yuletide, but I suck at the whole deadline thing. So I tend to fall upon the New Years Resolutions leftovers instead. Mostly. Although you're tempting me...


Anne W. - Oct 31, 2006 1:29:12 am PST #2695 of 10434
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

I've decided that I'm only doing one Christmas exchange this year. It'll either be yuletide, or it'll be the big exchange for my main anime fandom. Although, truth be told, not having a fic deadline hanging over my head for the holidays is also sounding mighty appealing at the moment.


Nutty - Oct 31, 2006 2:59:24 am PST #2696 of 10434
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

I signed up for Yuletide, and discovered that one of my requests is the only one in that category. It took me a long mathy moment to realize that there are going to be a zillion more offers than requests.


Consuela - Oct 31, 2006 5:56:10 pm PST #2697 of 10434
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

I am a bitter, self-involved person.

(The Stargate fan awards were announced today. Yes, the throwaway unbeta'd crossover won. Yes, the monster epic series that took me over a year to write--lost. To a series with kid!fic and the use of the term "tight buns". I'm not bitter. Much.)

And I can't bitch about this on my LJ so I'm going to whinge here. You'd think I'd know better by now, I really do--and yet I almost always find myself disgruntled.