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curiouswombatThis is one of those bitty posts.
Firstly I am off to England for a week, and I'm not taking the laptop so I will mostly be off-line. Although I do have the number for the LJ voice-post, so if I get withdrawal symptoms....
I am sailing on the first fastcraft out tomorrow - and with my normal impeccable timing it looks as if it might be the roughest sea for weeks! However, all being well I will arrive in Liverpool, get a train to Manchester, and be all signed in for the Association for Continence Advice conference by lunch time.
My dear friend D. from Skye has been in London, and is driving back on Wednesday and Thursday - so she is breaking her journey in Manchester so that we can met up for Wednesday night, and then on Thursday morning I go on to York for a few days to meet up with Daughter-dear. So - busy week, and I'll be back on Sunday night.
But before I go - S2C had picked up a meme in which you run any of your pieces of writing through the 'autosummarise' function on Word, choose the 100 word or less option - and hey presto - drabble containing the essence of the story.
Firstly - The Reduced News From Heaven.
‘Tara – no, not going to go there right now’, thought Willow.
‘Kennedy. Kennedy.
‘Back to Kennedy,’ thought Willow.
Tara, always gentle, but never meek.
Tara - Willow’s friends had thought of her as Willow’s shadow, but Willow knew Tara had been her solid foundation.
Tara, Willow remembered how it had felt, sharing a bed with Tara.
“Tara?” Willow said, in a mere whisper.
Willow said, thinking ‘Oh my God!'
Willow thought.
Now Willow could feel Tara’s hand smoothing her hair.
Willow found questions tumbling out.
Willow woke alone.
Willow stilled, and stared.
Tara had been here, Tara was happy.
..............
And now - the Reduced version of Access All Areas -
Dawn was bored. Dawn asked.
Spike said.
“Who?” asked Dawn.
Spike answered, slightly exasperatedly.
Dawn asked.
Dawn answered. Spike continued.
Dawn supplied. Dawn paused. Spike asked.
“Very!” Dawn answered. “Dawn Summers.
Spike thought. Spike thought. No Dawn.
Spike here. “Spike from Paris?”
Spike’s mind raced. Dawn was awake. Was it Spike?
"Spike – wake up!” “Spike, Spike! “Ssshh,” Dawn said.
Dawn looked pleadingly at Spike.
Dawn urged. Dawn insisted. Spike answered.
Dawn said. “Calm down, Spike." Spike squirmed slightly.
Dawn said. Dawn considered this.
Dawn smiled. Spike asked.
Mhairi turned to Spike. “Spike!”
Dawn asked Spike, puzzled.
Dawn asked.
...............
Well - hmm - that seems to be the nub of it then!!
But doing that reminded me that I have a lot of friends that will probably never have seen my first two tiny, mad, cross-over fics because my FList was much smaller then!
These might make a little more sense to UK friends - because I have written what I believe to be the only two BtVS-Bagpuss crossovers!
For anyone who wants to read but doesn't know Bagpuss - it is a very famous children's series of the 1970s, which always started in exactly the same words...
Mid-day at the Lost and Found was the first - about 500 words - and as 'G' rated as it is possible to be!
And the follow-up - Once More With Bagpuss which was a touch longer.
I must point out that they contain absolutely no spoilers for anything!!
Firstly I am off to England for a week, and I'm not taking the laptop so I will mostly be off-line. Although I do have the number for the LJ voice-post, so if I get withdrawal symptoms....
I am sailing on the first fastcraft out tomorrow - and with my normal impeccable timing it looks as if it might be the roughest sea for weeks! However, all being well I will arrive in Liverpool, get a train to Manchester, and be all signed in for the Association for Continence Advice conference by lunch time.
My dear friend D. from Skye has been in London, and is driving back on Wednesday and Thursday - so she is breaking her journey in Manchester so that we can met up for Wednesday night, and then on Thursday morning I go on to York for a few days to meet up with Daughter-dear. So - busy week, and I'll be back on Sunday night.
But before I go - S2C had picked up a meme in which you run any of your pieces of writing through the 'autosummarise' function on Word, choose the 100 word or less option - and hey presto - drabble containing the essence of the story.
Firstly - The Reduced News From Heaven.
‘Tara – no, not going to go there right now’, thought Willow.
‘Kennedy. Kennedy.
‘Back to Kennedy,’ thought Willow.
Tara, always gentle, but never meek.
Tara - Willow’s friends had thought of her as Willow’s shadow, but Willow knew Tara had been her solid foundation.
Tara, Willow remembered how it had felt, sharing a bed with Tara.
“Tara?” Willow said, in a mere whisper.
Willow said, thinking ‘Oh my God!'
Willow thought.
Now Willow could feel Tara’s hand smoothing her hair.
Willow found questions tumbling out.
Willow woke alone.
Willow stilled, and stared.
Tara had been here, Tara was happy.
..............
And now - the Reduced version of Access All Areas -
Dawn was bored. Dawn asked.
Spike said.
“Who?” asked Dawn.
Spike answered, slightly exasperatedly.
Dawn asked.
Dawn answered. Spike continued.
Dawn supplied. Dawn paused. Spike asked.
“Very!” Dawn answered. “Dawn Summers.
Spike thought. Spike thought. No Dawn.
Spike here. “Spike from Paris?”
Spike’s mind raced. Dawn was awake. Was it Spike?
"Spike – wake up!” “Spike, Spike! “Ssshh,” Dawn said.
Dawn looked pleadingly at Spike.
Dawn urged. Dawn insisted. Spike answered.
Dawn said. “Calm down, Spike." Spike squirmed slightly.
Dawn said. Dawn considered this.
Dawn smiled. Spike asked.
Mhairi turned to Spike. “Spike!”
Dawn asked Spike, puzzled.
Dawn asked.
...............
Well - hmm - that seems to be the nub of it then!!
But doing that reminded me that I have a lot of friends that will probably never have seen my first two tiny, mad, cross-over fics because my FList was much smaller then!
These might make a little more sense to UK friends - because I have written what I believe to be the only two BtVS-Bagpuss crossovers!
For anyone who wants to read but doesn't know Bagpuss - it is a very famous children's series of the 1970s, which always started in exactly the same words...
Mid-day at the Lost and Found was the first - about 500 words - and as 'G' rated as it is possible to be!
And the follow-up - Once More With Bagpuss which was a touch longer.
I must point out that they contain absolutely no spoilers for anything!!
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Date: 13/05/2007 08:53 pm (UTC)And you're going to York. *waxes nostalgic* Wave to the Minster for me. And have a lovely trip with calm seas and maximum D-d fun!
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Date: 13/05/2007 09:42 pm (UTC)York is always a pleasure though- now with added daughter!