I've discovered I can't PWP. I think I will and then it gets all deep.
Lorne ,'Why We Fight'
Fan Fiction: Writers, Readers, and Enablers
This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.
Oh wow, Anne Rice is now venturing into writing sorta- Real Person Fic about Jesus.
- covers eyes*
Won't look! Won't look! Ack, Matt.
My feeling on shalott's story is that one of fandom's best writers posted a 45,000 word story in the pairing I'm into. I'm shutting up and being grateful.
Works for me. Actually, it didn't, but I'm glad it did for you. I think it's because I just don't care enough. Whereas I did cartwheels of joy when Shalott posted those two OT4s in SG-1.
He was a successful business tycoon, art lover extraordinaire, heir to an even more enormous fortune that the one he augmented with his work ethic, and even mentally and physically Michael did not need to be improved. Yes, Michael was a focused man full of purpose and again, a man who hated surprises, did not believe in instincts, repudiated aberrations and rejected free will.
Uh, yeah, that's Michael. Rejecter of free will. Until Nikita arrives to save him with bad French!
Enter the beautiful Nikita with her easy laughter, her rebellious streak, her impetuousness, her lack of restraint and her penchant for life and the orderly Michael lost his course. He fell in love with the beautiful woman, with her essence of spirit, with her effervescent style, with her enormous heart and her unremitting passion. And Michael Samuelle was improved, like Walter knew he would be by the light that was Nikita; the man who hated surprises now craved the blonde’s ebullient impulsive joie de vie.
Could be worse. She could be saving him with bad Greek.
I'm just unimpressed when there are no golf carts, frankly.
Yeah, this is the one where Michael is Gaugin's secret heir. Doesn't have quite the same ring, I admit. Apparently the golf cart one has finally been finished, although the chapters got eaten in a board hiccup. I'll be on the lookout for it.
Gaugin? Er, painter Gaugin? How does he get to have secret heirs?
First I read this a "Gaugin's secret HAIR" and was even more confused!
But what I really came here to post was about how fanfiction has made me realize how weirdly many people hear/spell what I would consider common phrases. I mean, I thought the words of Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Dah included "Happy as a Rafter in the marketplace...", but still it just makes me giggle a bit:
for example, I just read
I have the near uncontrollable urge to yell `good riddins' as Amy leaves the debate, but somehow I hold my tongue.