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Mar. 3rd, 2005 03:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsI have an idea for the Honey challenge! I have an idea that's led to words on a page, lots of them. I'm so damn relieved. I may not suck after all *phew*
To reward myself I caught up on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mickeym and nopsued's ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
absinthe_makes and read the most delicious hot trickc rimming scene that may have broke me and really did make me squeak rather embarrassingly. So much hotness. All I can say is, is it Tuesday yet?
To celebrate the honey breakthrough and the fact I organised my WIPs at last, have the
Boxes Sequel
Word count: 11970
File Created: 16/06/04
Last updated: 2/10/04
Sneak peek: “How? How can you agree with him? Why would you want to stay on the streets when there’s room for you inside.” Justin yells this time, and he jumps to his feet, making the couch lurch again. “We got you a bed. You don’t have to live outside, you can eat and shower and be warm.
Justin’s shaking but when Chris reaches for him he pulls away, breathing deeply as he tries to get himself under control. “Don’t you want to be warm? Or know what it’s like to feel full? Or how good clean clothes feel when you pull them on? I don’t understand. You can’t go back out there, you can’t. It’s not safe.” Justin stands near the window, hands over his face. They’re all frozen, watching as he unravels in front of their eyes. Lance starts to stand, but Justin suddenly drops his hands, waving him back. “It’s not safe. You could get sick or mugged.”
Notes: I love this universe still and I'm shocked that it's so long since I wrote in it. I know where it's going now all I have to do is get there. I still can't believe I wrote lambs though ;)
Percent done: about 20% maybe
Six-month forecast: Very good. I'm itching to write this again, I just need to get other stuff done first.
Boxes Prequel
Word count: 4611
File Created: 13/04/04
Last updated: 21/05/04
Sneak peek: The hand on his shoulder is a shock, and Chris whirls around, heart thumping as he sees the driver standing over him. The man doesn’t look mad, just curious, but feeling the hand tighten Chris panics, ducking then running. Hearing shouts, he speeds up, running blindly past huge cartons and parked trucks, desperate to get away. At last he sees the gate and pushes himself even more, not stopping until he’s blocks away and has to bend double, gasping for breath.
Notes: I started this in a fit of optimism that drained away when I realised how huge it would have to be. The story has to be so angsty, dealing with how they all got to the point they were at in Boxes. So that's Joey's drinking problem, Chris being homeless from a very young age and addressing things that were hinted at in Boxes while explaining how JC is homeless too. That's without thinking if I should include the lambs story in more detail. It's just overwhelming and because this universe is one I love I don't want to short change it by doing a bad job.
Percent done: Less than 5%
Six month forecast: So so.
Honey Chris/Nick/JC
Word count: 68 *blush*
File Created: 17/02/05
Last updated: 17/02/05
Sneak peek: Nick steps onstage and the sound crashes over him, a physical wave of pure noise. He never falters, just steps into the spotlight then stands frozen in place, grin wide as the audience scream his name. As he opens his mouth, ready to share his emotions through song he knows his times is now. His songs, his music, his time, and he’s going to love every moment.
Percent done: less than 1%
Notes: I have an idea but I can't seem to write it. Which is why I've sat looking at those lame 68 words for the last fortnight and got nowhere, until I gave in and started a new story. It's supposed to be a threesome woven around the concept of three and past, present and future. Nick solo=past. JC solo=now. Chris solo=future and the way they interact with one another within those times.
Six-month forecast: Extremely bad.
JuC the first/JC
Word count: 6270
File Created: 13/11/04
Last updated: 04/12/04
Sneak peek: Justin hesitates for a second before continuing on to the bathroom. When he reaches the door he turns back, expression shuttered as he says. “I know what you’re going to say. It’s not time yet, but it never will be time and I know we have to make a final decision today but not yet. Give me this morning at least.”
Justin forces a smile when JC nods his head then disappears into the bathroom where he’ll carefully arrange the damp towels. All JC can do is watch him go. That wasn’t what he was going to say at all.
Percent done: I thought 100%. I though wrong.
Notes:This was my the first version of this years SeSa story and I was rightfully advised it wasn't very good. I still like the concept, JuC set around now with JC joining Justin on his bus as they decide if it's time to split up or carry on as they are with neither of them really happy. The story needs reworking, hacked to bits and added to and I don't know if I have the motivation to do that. Especially as there's two big reasons not to, TrickC and timbertrick ;)
Six-month forecast: Iffy.
Worth it
Word count: 2699
File Created: 17/02/05
Last updated: 23/02/05
Sneak peek: “I told him it was a bad idea, but they were zeroing in on this place, narrowing it down each time he was out. I told him to stop but he wouldn’t. What was I supposed to do? Let him go through it himself? I couldn’t do that.” Justin wrenches his hand from under JC’s and jumps to his feet, pacing across the small room. “He knew he was going to get caught soon, it was when not if. I was locked onto him for the last week, as soon as he yelled help I’d go to him and do my thing so he wasn’t killed outright.”
“That’s insane! What if you couldn’t get there or if they had someone with a stronger power than you.” JC jumps to his feet too, unable to sit as he faces Justin across the room. “Do you know how many things could have gone wrong?!”
“Of course I knew!” Justin’s yelling now, fists tight as he faces JC down. “I knew every damn thing that could go wrong and spent all my time memorising every one. But you know what? I did it anyway. Because Chris is my friend and he was terrified that they’d kill you too. He loves you, JC. The crazy idiot thought it was the only way to keep you safe and even if I had to lose another weeks sleep and spend half my time puking I’d do it again but this time I’d make sure he didn’t get shot where he did, that wasn’t supposed to happen”
Percent done: Maybe 5%
Notes:This is what I'm writing for thesparklydarkboys comm and I don't think they'll let me just leave it ;) It's heading in a threemanbus direction just now which is weird as it started purely trickc. I'm having fun with this story which is good.
Six-month forecast: Good.
Chowie
Word Count: 1602
File Created: 12/01/04
Last updated: 12/01/04
Sneak Peak: “You’re a great singer.” Howie seems embarrassed as he changes the subject, looking at the cigarette butts that litter the steps. “The best in choir for sure.”
“Naw, that would be you.” Chris is feeling gracious and Howie is a great singer. “You kicked ass on that last song.”
“You were better. Your voice is awesome. You should be on stage not working to get a degree.” Howie’s sincere and as Chris looks at him he realises that he could tell Howie all his dreams and he wouldn’t laugh. Not like his so called friends in high school who thought no one from Chris’ side of town would ever succeed. Excitement mounting, Chris turns so he can see Howie better and catches him staring, every bit of his attention on Chris.
“It’s funny you said that…”
It’s the start of a friendship that burns bright and true, and a love affair that destroys it. But at that moment all Chris knew was he had someone who got it and at that moment, no hunger or tiredness could destroy that.
Percent done: I'd guess maybe 10%
Note: My poor abandoned Chowie. I have a beginning, I have an end, I just don't have a middle which is a problem.
Six Month Forecast: No way in hell will it be finished.
And to end the Honey challenge, which you're getting no details about. You'll just have to see, just know it's trickc AU, again which worries me a little, because damn. I need to write something non AU soon.
Using LJ as e-mail a moment.castalie I've been sending you mails but have no idea if they're getting to you with you having no computer *sobs* So to make sure you get this, unless you get in touch and say otherwise I'll do ST tonight because I've no idea if you'll get online.
To reward myself I caught up on
mickeym and nopsued's absinthe_makes and read the most delicious hot trickc rimming scene that may have broke me and really did make me squeak rather embarrassingly. So much hotness. All I can say is, is it Tuesday yet?To celebrate the honey breakthrough and the fact I organised my WIPs at last, have the
Boxes Sequel
Word count: 11970
File Created: 16/06/04
Last updated: 2/10/04
Sneak peek: “How? How can you agree with him? Why would you want to stay on the streets when there’s room for you inside.” Justin yells this time, and he jumps to his feet, making the couch lurch again. “We got you a bed. You don’t have to live outside, you can eat and shower and be warm.
Justin’s shaking but when Chris reaches for him he pulls away, breathing deeply as he tries to get himself under control. “Don’t you want to be warm? Or know what it’s like to feel full? Or how good clean clothes feel when you pull them on? I don’t understand. You can’t go back out there, you can’t. It’s not safe.” Justin stands near the window, hands over his face. They’re all frozen, watching as he unravels in front of their eyes. Lance starts to stand, but Justin suddenly drops his hands, waving him back. “It’s not safe. You could get sick or mugged.”
Notes: I love this universe still and I'm shocked that it's so long since I wrote in it. I know where it's going now all I have to do is get there. I still can't believe I wrote lambs though ;)
Percent done: about 20% maybe
Six-month forecast: Very good. I'm itching to write this again, I just need to get other stuff done first.
Boxes Prequel
Word count: 4611
File Created: 13/04/04
Last updated: 21/05/04
Sneak peek: The hand on his shoulder is a shock, and Chris whirls around, heart thumping as he sees the driver standing over him. The man doesn’t look mad, just curious, but feeling the hand tighten Chris panics, ducking then running. Hearing shouts, he speeds up, running blindly past huge cartons and parked trucks, desperate to get away. At last he sees the gate and pushes himself even more, not stopping until he’s blocks away and has to bend double, gasping for breath.
Notes: I started this in a fit of optimism that drained away when I realised how huge it would have to be. The story has to be so angsty, dealing with how they all got to the point they were at in Boxes. So that's Joey's drinking problem, Chris being homeless from a very young age and addressing things that were hinted at in Boxes while explaining how JC is homeless too. That's without thinking if I should include the lambs story in more detail. It's just overwhelming and because this universe is one I love I don't want to short change it by doing a bad job.
Percent done: Less than 5%
Six month forecast: So so.
Honey Chris/Nick/JC
Word count: 68 *blush*
File Created: 17/02/05
Last updated: 17/02/05
Sneak peek: Nick steps onstage and the sound crashes over him, a physical wave of pure noise. He never falters, just steps into the spotlight then stands frozen in place, grin wide as the audience scream his name. As he opens his mouth, ready to share his emotions through song he knows his times is now. His songs, his music, his time, and he’s going to love every moment.
Percent done: less than 1%
Notes: I have an idea but I can't seem to write it. Which is why I've sat looking at those lame 68 words for the last fortnight and got nowhere, until I gave in and started a new story. It's supposed to be a threesome woven around the concept of three and past, present and future. Nick solo=past. JC solo=now. Chris solo=future and the way they interact with one another within those times.
Six-month forecast: Extremely bad.
JuC the first/JC
Word count: 6270
File Created: 13/11/04
Last updated: 04/12/04
Sneak peek: Justin hesitates for a second before continuing on to the bathroom. When he reaches the door he turns back, expression shuttered as he says. “I know what you’re going to say. It’s not time yet, but it never will be time and I know we have to make a final decision today but not yet. Give me this morning at least.”
Justin forces a smile when JC nods his head then disappears into the bathroom where he’ll carefully arrange the damp towels. All JC can do is watch him go. That wasn’t what he was going to say at all.
Percent done: I thought 100%. I though wrong.
Notes:This was my the first version of this years SeSa story and I was rightfully advised it wasn't very good. I still like the concept, JuC set around now with JC joining Justin on his bus as they decide if it's time to split up or carry on as they are with neither of them really happy. The story needs reworking, hacked to bits and added to and I don't know if I have the motivation to do that. Especially as there's two big reasons not to, TrickC and timbertrick ;)
Six-month forecast: Iffy.
Worth it
Word count: 2699
File Created: 17/02/05
Last updated: 23/02/05
Sneak peek: “I told him it was a bad idea, but they were zeroing in on this place, narrowing it down each time he was out. I told him to stop but he wouldn’t. What was I supposed to do? Let him go through it himself? I couldn’t do that.” Justin wrenches his hand from under JC’s and jumps to his feet, pacing across the small room. “He knew he was going to get caught soon, it was when not if. I was locked onto him for the last week, as soon as he yelled help I’d go to him and do my thing so he wasn’t killed outright.”
“That’s insane! What if you couldn’t get there or if they had someone with a stronger power than you.” JC jumps to his feet too, unable to sit as he faces Justin across the room. “Do you know how many things could have gone wrong?!”
“Of course I knew!” Justin’s yelling now, fists tight as he faces JC down. “I knew every damn thing that could go wrong and spent all my time memorising every one. But you know what? I did it anyway. Because Chris is my friend and he was terrified that they’d kill you too. He loves you, JC. The crazy idiot thought it was the only way to keep you safe and even if I had to lose another weeks sleep and spend half my time puking I’d do it again but this time I’d make sure he didn’t get shot where he did, that wasn’t supposed to happen”
Percent done: Maybe 5%
Notes:This is what I'm writing for the
sparklydarkboys comm and I don't think they'll let me just leave it ;) It's heading in a threemanbus direction just now which is weird as it started purely trickc. I'm having fun with this story which is good.Six-month forecast: Good.
Chowie
Word Count: 1602
File Created: 12/01/04
Last updated: 12/01/04
Sneak Peak: “You’re a great singer.” Howie seems embarrassed as he changes the subject, looking at the cigarette butts that litter the steps. “The best in choir for sure.”
“Naw, that would be you.” Chris is feeling gracious and Howie is a great singer. “You kicked ass on that last song.”
“You were better. Your voice is awesome. You should be on stage not working to get a degree.” Howie’s sincere and as Chris looks at him he realises that he could tell Howie all his dreams and he wouldn’t laugh. Not like his so called friends in high school who thought no one from Chris’ side of town would ever succeed. Excitement mounting, Chris turns so he can see Howie better and catches him staring, every bit of his attention on Chris.
“It’s funny you said that…”
It’s the start of a friendship that burns bright and true, and a love affair that destroys it. But at that moment all Chris knew was he had someone who got it and at that moment, no hunger or tiredness could destroy that.
Percent done: I'd guess maybe 10%
Note: My poor abandoned Chowie. I have a beginning, I have an end, I just don't have a middle which is a problem.
Six Month Forecast: No way in hell will it be finished.
And to end the Honey challenge, which you're getting no details about. You'll just have to see, just know it's trickc AU, again which worries me a little, because damn. I need to write something non AU soon.
Using LJ as e-mail a moment.
castalie I've been sending you mails but have no idea if they're getting to you with you having no computer *sobs* So to make sure you get this, unless you get in touch and say otherwise I'll do ST tonight because I've no idea if you'll get online.
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:06 pm (UTC)BTW? Worth it? No, you're not allowed to leave it alone. MUST continue. :-D
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:13 pm (UTC)When Nsync were touring they eventually used two buses. Joey and Lance on one, Justin, JC and Chris on the other. Therefore a threemanbus fic.
LOL. I will. Promise!
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:16 pm (UTC)oh and also, I haven't gotten your birthday card yet, and I asked at the posthouse but they were pretty indifferent, and couldn't really help me. :(
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:19 pm (UTC)Man, that sucks :(
You know what? I have something for you that I'm posting on Sat, I'll add another birthday card. Which is annoying in that the first one went missing but I do want you to get one.
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-03 05:23 pm (UTC)also, yes. very. it's kind of weird, cause I know that brainybombshell mailed me a tape, and had it returned, but she wrote the right address on it. weird, huh?
hmmmm. how does a curious smiley look?
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:30 pm (UTC)I hope I had the right address, at least I used the one that you sent so it should be right.
As for a curious smiley, I have no idea. Just, I saw something and thought of you ;)
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:32 pm (UTC)I should do this WIP meme. Perchance it would lead to more writing. *ponders*
I still gotta go read your rentboy a/u. I'm saving that as a reward for when I'm doing editing the first part of Absinthe. Which seems as though it'll never, ever, EVER be finished...
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:37 pm (UTC)It was rather embarrassing and I'm just glad I was alone *g*
The problem I had with this meme was seeing all the stories i haven't touched for ages, some of them haven't had anything added in over a year, and that was kind of a surprise.
I adore Absinthe so much, though I'm having ill feelings toward JC at the moment. How could he wipe Chris' kiss away?! And
I hate editing, so good luck with that. I don't envy you at all.
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-03 05:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-03 05:44 pm (UTC)I hate editing, so good luck with that. I don't envy you at all.
Absinthe is, approximately, 1200 pages in length, altogether. We've posted now roughly 90 pages of that. The first section, (that those 90 pages came from) that I'm still working on, is 441 pages. *sags* Send help. Or something :)
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-03 05:57 pm (UTC)Fuck, let me go see what the hells up now.
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Date: 2005-03-03 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-03 06:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-03 08:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-04 07:25 am (UTC)Don't panic about Honey, I only got my idea yesterday and before that I was all churned up inside worrying about it. It will happen! You will do a kick ass job!