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Fic Master Post

6/22/13: I haven't updated this post in at least a year, and I have no real plans to do so in the near future, but I'm leaving this up just in case anyone actually uses it. Fic is tagged in this journal, and everything other than comment-fic is on my AO3 page. Older fic is still up on FF.Net.


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I just got off a work videoconference and my boss is starting to look like a very nerdy mountain man, the children’s librarian has set up the architecture for online Harry Potter school through the end of the year, and I have been introduced to no less than four cats, so wfh librarian-ing is proceeding apace.

(I feel a bit bad that I’m not putting together Many Clever Programs, but as I’m also trying to home-school at the same time, I kinda feel like I should be commended for managing to more or less keep my head above water.)
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Falling [Iron Fist]

Title: Falling
Fandom: Iron Fist
Pairing: Gen; Ward & Harold, Ward & Danny
Warnings: Falling from a height, Canon-typical violence, Unethical experimentation, Referenced child abuse
Other Tags: Superpowers AU, Telekinesis, Hurt/comfort, Rescue
Summary:
“I have given you an incredible gift,” Harold tells him, settling his hand on Ward’s shoulder, fingers digging in deep. “The least you could do is try to appreciate it.”

Or: Ward has telekinetic abilities. It's not really a big deal, until it is.

READ ON AO3
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I was planning on making red velvet cupcakes tomorrow to take down to Spouse's family this weekend, but now Thing 2 has fever and a runny nose (he's being remarkably cheerful about it all so far, at least) and I don't know if we're going after all.

I may still make cupcakes, since I kinda promised Thing 1 we would, but then I need to figure out what I'm going to do with a full giant batch of red velvet cupcakes. I wish I had friends who lived closer. Maybe I'll inflict them on my neighbors.
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WIP Wednesday

I haven't been writing much recently, and everything I have written has been either exchange fic or original stuff (I still have half a dozen prompts on Tumblr that I PROMISE I will get to....... eventually).

I always seem to burn out this time of year, both in terms of energy for writing and in terms of actually liking anything I've written, especially since I've been bouncing between three original projects and not really accomplishing all that much on any of them. And working on original novels always feels kind of like a pointless energy sink, because I don't know if they'll ever find an audience other than me.

ANYWAY.

This one in particular is something I've been messing around with on and off for a while, and right now it's one major scene edit from a coherent second draft.

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Chicken Squash Soup

I had a GIANT butternut squash in my fridge that was starting to get some suspicious-looking spots on it, so I threw it in a slow cooker along with a bunch of other stuff I had on hand and it actually came out really good. I'm writing the recipe down in case I want to try it again.

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Two prompt ficlets from this week!

Cooking for Beginners
Stranger Things; Steve & Dustin, Thanksgiving, Humor
"Are you sure it's supposed to smell like that?" Dustin asked.

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Navigation Lessons
Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Finn/Poe/Rey pre-relationship, Character Study
The thing that Rey never realized about deep space hauls until she was in the middle of one is that—well, they’re boring.

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I have half a dozen more to write for a variety of fandoms, and I'm excited, especially since I've been writing almost exclusively in a single fandom for most of the year. It'll be fun to branch out!
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With Loves Like These

So, I don't usually post my Shadowhunters fic over here, because I don't think anybody who follows me here really reads that fandom?

But I'm really proud of how this one came out, and at any rate it's a spy AU that doesn't really require any knowledge of canon to read, so I'm gonna do it anyway.

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