You know what's fun? Editing fic with a soundtrack. I've been pulling together "Reflections" to the soundtrack to Branagh's Henry V. I had the Battle of Harfleur backing up the destruction of the Council and St. Crispin's behind Giles on the train platform asking Ethan to help. Boy, mood music really does pump up storytelling. I feel like putting recommended music in with this.

But I won't.

I wrote almost all of On the Edge (the trip through Wes's mind during Billy) while listening to Closer and Head like a Hole.

My Ethan/Giles story is done and posted. At Shriftweb and my site

And at fanfiction, just because.

Should I be pleased or ridiculously smug about it?

I, personally, am pleased any time any writer in here gets a plot bunny, and will continue to do my part in breeding or shooing them into hutches every darn chance I get. I love reading this thread. Thank you all so much.

I had a whole Depeche Mode based soundtrack for Dark They Were.

It was slashtastic.

I have a bunny that I need to finish SOON, because of show timeline issues.

Bad Steph! Bad!

I'm just reviewing my 'work in progress' folder, speaking of bunnies. One Han/Luke story, planned to be long, that I've run out of steam for; one Oz/Angel, which I need to recover my copy of Epiphany from the naughty borrower in order to finish; one Spike and Dru story that I have some ideas about, but which needs research into Victoiran London; one Hawkeye/BJ story, started the other day; and an epic that's out for betaing.

I really should, you know, finish stuff.

I tend to avoid all possible sound when working, except for Plainsong (novel). That one was written listening to Suzanne Vega's "Solitude Standing."

Connie, your choices are exemplary. I say that because Doyle's Henry V soundtrack is one of my two favourite soundtracks ever, period.

I really should, you know, finish stuff.

Finish ... stuff. Finish?

If I weren't posting stuff where people very flatteringly ask for more, I'd never finish anything.

Let's see...

Imposters In This Country was written, in large part (big shock for those who have read it, I'm sure) in the car, with Paul driving and me on the Laptop. I demanded road trips just to write it.

America was vast. Beyond vast, really. Large to the point of vulgarity. It wasn't without its interesting parts, but they tended to be clustered together, and getting to them involved making one's way through an awful lot of nothing in particular. In short, America was a country that could have used a good editor.

Was written in the middle of BFE, with me thirsty as hell and about an hour in any direction from a 7-11.

Because it was written in the car, it had a soundtrack. Specifically, we listened to Scarlet's Walk a *lot* when we were driving, which is where the title (and the intentional use of the -er spelling of a word more correctly and commonly spelled -or) comes from.

If the words are flowing, the music all becomes background, though I do tend to use it to set a mood.