Why is it 3 in the morning? Why am I still fucking awake? I have to get up early (well, Sunday-early) tomorrow so that I can sit around the Caltrain station for an hour doing nothing, so that I can just barely make my train in San Jose. Fail, Stanford public transportation. Epic fail.
Anyway, I haven't done a writing post in awhile, so here's what I'm working on right now:
NANO - will not hit 50,000 words without an act of god, but I'm okay with that. I got a decent start on the story, at least, and that's a huge boost from where I was a few months ago, when I couldn't get Ifan out of my head and onto the page. May or may not post some, but it's pretty damn bad.
The Epic Boostle Wedding Ring FIc That I Will Finish If It Kills Me - I'm almost through the Extreme Justice (aka tinman!Booster) arc, which leaves the Supperbuddies era, the Countdown to Crisis (aka TED DIES NOOO) era, and the post-Countdown/52 (aka BOOSTER ANGSTS A LOT) era to get through. All of which should be substantially easier to write in that I have ACTUALLY READ THE COMICS. I may or may not ignore the current BG run and the time travel fix that wasn't. It's at about 2800 words now, so the whole time will probably be about 5000-6000. Yay.
Excerpt::
He knew it was probably unfair to Ted, who really was doing his best, but it was a lot easier to pick fights with him about hanging out with Firestorm than to face what he suspected was the truth, which was that he was running out of time. It was only supposed to have been a stop-gap fix, using the suit’s life support systems to keep him on his feet; the suit had never been designed for this, and no matter how much they didn’t talk about it, it was failing.
He’d rather have Ted annoyed at him than have to tell him that the suit was falling apart, that his prosthetic kept seizing up, that even with the pain-blocking circuits it was getting to be more than he could bear.
In retrospect, getting Monarch to fix him might not have been the best choice Booster ever made, if not least because of the tentacles. But Booster’s not one to argue with results, and it’s not like it took that long to get rid of the tentacles.
The Movieverse 5 Things Tony Stark fic: about 3/5 done. I'll be able to finish the 3rd thing as soon as I figure out where it's taking place, and the last two should be relatively easy, since they involve accidentallynaked!Tony and Tony/Cap!smooching repectively. And these are good things indeed.
The Boostle Five Things Fixit: five (or less) ways that Ted is not dead (or at least Got Better). Including faking his death, sekritlynotevil!Max, and amnesiafic. I blame this one on work, where I have too much free time and no way to work on worthier projects.
Excerpt:
This is what happens: Max is a smart guy but doesn’t know as much as he thinks he does about shooting people in the head, and his aim isn’t all that good. The bullet goes though his skull all right, but by an inevitable bit of luck it’s in exactly the right place – if there is a right place to get shot in the head – to leave his brains more or less intact. It does knock him out though.
This will likely end in angst. Who is surprised?
I also keep writing random bits of the Jake and Shane novel and various Boostley bits of nothing, but those don't count since I'm not angsting and agonizing over them.