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Progress Bar, Mk. II


10717 / 20000 words. 54% to estimated target!

Since I hit the halfway point of the story and got to the minimum word count, I'm doubling that as an estimation for how much longer the story will be.

I know for sure that I'll be taking the rest of tomorrow off (unless I get hit by a lightning bolt of inspiration), and probably attempt to write more on Friday. For right now, I'm keeping the first draft word count, until my beta reader gives the okay on the edited version. It's so helpful to have a fresh pair of eyes. I often forget that.

Anyway, same as last time -- every day that I write, I will try to take a word count, and list it under the cut here in the sticky post. The next check-in day is July 1st!

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Welcome to My Journal

"I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong.”
--Bertrand Russell

"Hey, you're only young once, but you can be immature forever."
--Larry Andersen

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Many of the public entries on this journal are fanfiction stories, shared for mutual enjoyment and peer review. Anything with the "fanfiction" or "fanart" tags will contain characters, settings, and situations from works that belong to others (far more successful and influential than I). I claim no ownership on those works themselves, and I do not profit from these stories in any way.

Please pay attention to the ratings and warnings that I have included on each story, in addition to the fact that this journal has a default setting of Adult Concepts. I'm trusting you to judge what you will be comfortable with. I will always warn for potentially triggering content, and if there's something I missed please let me know and I will fix the warnings. Thank you.

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Prompt Tables and Challenges

Okay, so even though 11_reasons is arguably pretty dead, a couple of these badboys inspired me to write in my OTP, so I'm posting the prompt table here. And if I join any other challenges, it's easier to keep them all in one place, which is why this entry is post-dated.

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And because I figure I might as well join something that allows me to indulge my urges to hurt fictional characters, I have jumped on the bandwagon and snapped up a card for hc_bingo.

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If any particular characters or pairings jump out at you for these prompts, don't be afraid to let me know. :)

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And my card for the au_bingo

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I Read Your Fanfic -- The Shining

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105222 / 10000 words. 105% to the minimum!

Hedging my bets and setting the word count at +500 from the minimum, to make sure I hit it.

Also, trying to pretend to be a normal writer.

All I have to do is write 95 words a day, every day. I can do that. I can do this...

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May 31st -- 10,522 words
But as for the actual content of the story? I'm at the halfway point. Holy shit.
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FIC: Rain of Blessings [DAO; Whispers, Orphne Tabris]

Title: Rain of Blessings
Author: D.L.SchizoAuthoress
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Dragon Age Origins, pre-Battle of Ostagar
Warnings: death and neglect mentions in passing
Word Count: 959
Summary: Orphne Tabris and the deserter, or a city elf's discount.
Word of the Day: mewl, verb: To cry, as a baby, young child, or the like; whimper.
Note: Daggerpen's Queti Tabris is meant to be 19-20 during the events of DAO. Orphne Tabris is two years younger (and Echo Surana is the same age), so they are both 17 years old in 9:30 Dragon.

Rain of Blessings

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This entry was originally posted at http://schizoauthoress.dreamwidth.org/546462.html; with comment count unavailable comments. Voice your thoughts wherever you feel most comfortable. ^_^b
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FIC: Future Tense (Booster Gold, Skeets; DCAU alternate universe)

The first time one of the children gives him that narrow-eyed look, Booster Gold feels a flutter of unease. The girl says, "I thought you were Green Lantern" and the time-displaced super gives Skeets a look of pure panic. A quick glance down at his costume affirms that he's still wearing the Goldstar armor (and he's still annoyed at himself for getting tongue-tied over his alias), so Booster just gives the girl a nervous laugh.

"Green Lantern is still speaking with the fire chief," Skeets reports.

"Why don't you let him know he's got a fan waiting to meet him," Booster suggests, then quickly amends, "as soon as they're done."

"Yes, sir!"

The girl smiles brightly, and Booster manages a genuine smile back.

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It's only later, pacing in his apartment, that Booster lets the worry show. He pulls off his visor and runs shaking hands through his hair. "How did she know? I made sure this costume didn't look anything like the Corps uniform... Residual projection? Temporal feedback? It's possible that she could be psychically sensitive and picking up on my memories subconsciously... Hmm."

"Or she could have been genuinely mistaken, sir? Human children make errors," Skeets notes. Booster exhales, blowing his bangs up off his forehead momentarily.

"You're right, Skeets. One incident doesn't indicate much. She might even be colorblind!"

"Indeed, sir."

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"Don't even start, Skeets!" Booster yells, heading for the primitive excuse for a personal computer available in this time. He boots it up, waiting impatiently for the machine to display its desktop. "It's statistically improbable for this many children to be latent psychics! Or colorblind, or whatever other theory we've floated. Somehow, they know!"

"That is what's improbable, sir. And it makes you seem paranoid."

"We can't risk anyone figuring out the truth. You know I was forbidden from undertaking this mission to the past." Booster starts typing, often having to backspace and retype. Stupid keyboard. "The Goldstar... Booster Gold persona is supposed to minimize paradox. Paradox alerts them. We can't afford to have ISTA on my trail."

"I understand, sir. But what can we do?" Skeets asks, somehow managing a patient tone his voice simulator wasn't equipped to mimic. (Being the companion to the last of the 25th century's Green Lanterns requires improvisation.)

"I have to disassociate myself from Green Lantern traits," Booster says. "Let's see... Selfless, patient, brave, sacrificing... "

"So you're going to... Act like a brat? And a coward?" Skeets asks.

"Brat should get close enough," Booster replies. He flashes Skeets a nervous grin. "Vicky Vale will love ripping me apart for that."

"If you say so, sir."
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FIC: Party Crashers [DCnU (Earth 2); Alan Scott/Sam Zhao]

Title: Party Crashers
Author: D.L.SchizoAuthoress
Rating: G
Spoilers: none
Prompt: Alan/Sam - “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.” (from herestoyoumsholly)
Warnings: nothing major, the characters are mocking heterosexism
Word Count: 635
Summary: Sam Zhao doesn't want his family to keep pretending he's straight.
Word of the Day: litotes (LAHY-tuh-teez), noun: Understatement, especially that in which an affirmative is expressed by the negative of its contrary, as in “not bad at all.”

Party Crashers

"Alan..?"

Alan Scott just barely lifted his head from the pillow when he heard his lover call his name. He'd caught a red-eye flight last night in Gotham City in order to visit Sam Zhao, and spent most of the day sleeping to rid himself of jet lag. Sam had gone about his day in Hong Kong as usual, leaving Alan in the apartment.

Alan rolled over onto his back, still holding the pillow to his chest. "Wuzzat, Sam?"

"Oh." Sam was standing in the doorway of the bedroom now. He frowned slightly. "I didn't realize you were still sleeping. I'm sorry."

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FIC: Follow Through [Dragon Age Origins; Zevran Arainai, Warden Aeducan]

Title: Follow Through
Author: D.L.SchizoAuthoress
Rating: PG
Spoilers: for companion conversation (player initiated; this is mostly transcribed)
Warnings: death mentions
Word Count: 1558
Summary: Zevran reveals a bit more of himself to Gylaw.
Note: non-binary (AMAB) Warden, singular "they" pronouns

Follow Through

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FIC: Mornings [Dragon Age Origins; Trian Aeducan 3+1]

Title: Mornings
Author: D.L.SchizoAuthoress
Rating: PG
Spoilers: none really
Warnings: mild language
Prompt/Fill: Any, any, the more you love someone, the more you want to kill them
Word Count: 2957
Summary: Prince Trian keeps getting rudely awakened.

Note: My interpretation of Trian Aeducan and his relationship with his siblings is probably pretty skewed away from canon or what BioWare intended. Pre-game timeline, naturally, but leading into a Dwarf Noble Warden world-state.

Word of the Day: obtest, verb:
1. To supplicate earnestly; beseech.
2. To invoke as witness.
3. To protest.
4. To make supplication; beseech.

Mornings
Three Terrible Things to Wake Up to, According to Trian Aeducan (and one that wasn't so bad)

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