A response to "The rules of fan fiction"

I'm not even going to bother to try and add a link to the original blogpost. It's not worth the effort.  The Twitter peeps know exactly what this is about.  And in case you're wondering - yes, I signed this.  I don’t hide behind anonymity. 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Unless you’re the turkey.

Double infinity and beyond

Propped up against the headboard with her legs stretched out, Sarah balanced her laptop on her thighs, browsing the newspaper without really taking in the headlines.  Sunday nights were usually reserved for going over her calendar and meeting agendas for the week ahead, but all her appointments had been moved to the new year in favor of negotiating the sale agreement for the Buy More – she never imagined winding up a company required so many meetings.  She’d considered going over the clauses they’d negotiated thus far, but after she’d booked tickets for The Nutcracker online, she wasn’t really in the mood to.  Keeping an eye on the clock, she wondered if Chuck was done giving Maggie her bath yet.  He’d promised to call her to say goodnight to Maggie, but he’d seemed preoccupied since their return from the ranch and she was worried that he might forget. 

He said, she said

A quick experiment - which one of the two scenes below do you prefer?  I would insert a poll, but I'm the reason there's no longer a Cover Life page on this blog.  I have no idea what happened there.

Oh, and thanks for playing :)

Two years, and counting

Today marks two years since I’ve posted the first chapter of my first Chuck fic.  I've learned a lot since then, reading the greats like Frea O’Scanlin, ninjaVanish and quistie64, to name only a few.  And I owe a lot to Nervert, the other “man” in my life (sorry, buddy, couldn’t resist), for all his patience and encouragement and the amazing job he’s doing as a beta – trust me, if you could see the ‘before’ and ‘after’ drafts, you’ll understand.  You’re an amazing friend and I hope I get to go to Seattle someday and actually meet you in person.  I also have the privilege to work with mxpw on some of my stories and everything you’ve heard about him is true – he puts the awe in awesome.  Now if we can only get him to free Bryce Larkin…  Of course no learning experience is complete without feedback, so thank you to each and every reader who has taken the time to leave a review or send me a PM or a tweet.  Your support means the world.

So now two years have passed, but it’s not the end.  I know updates have been slow lately, but I have every intention of finishing Cover Life, A Common Spy Problem, Inconvenient Truths and For All That We Are.  Speaking of Cover Life, I unfortunately don’t have a chapter ready for posting today, so I bring you another outtake.  And as a bonus, the scene I’ve finally decided on.  Enjoy.

It's A Wonderful Cover Life - Outtake

If you follow me on Twitter, you probably know that it took 19 tries before I finally liked the next scene of Cover Life (and came up with one that didn't bring the story to a staggering halt).  This is not that scene.  But I've figured that the story's been gone a while, due to various reasons, so I'll give you a lil' somethin' somethin'.  Plus Nervert liked it and the poor guy has been beta'ing so much stuff that fell victim to the delete button in the end, so this is for you, buddy.  Mistakes are mine - I can't remember anymore what I've fiddled with.  

A down payment

Chapter 5

Chuck stared at the alarm clock, watching the minutes tick by.  Finally it clicked over to seven thirty and on cue Huey Lewis started blaring through the speaker.  He listened to two lines of “Hip to be Square” before hitting the button and letting the room fall silent.

Happy birthday to me, he thought. 

For mxpw (again) - because I promised

A short little something written for the awesome Maximus.  Unfortunately I didn’t have time to have this beta’d, so please skip over any errors.  Warning: mature content.

For mxpw, who pertubed me

Christmas Crack

The courtyard
Echo Park
Christmas Party 

For All That We Are #4

It’s almost home time and my head hurts, mainly because the bloody server erased Monday and I spent Tuesday trying to recreate it (Monday, not the server, the server I wanna kill with fire). 

But on a brighter note, mxpw (who I have stolen from Frea because he’s so awesome) finally beta’d this.  Well, actually that’s a lie – he beta’d it like six months ago, but I take forever to rewrite stuff – I’m better at recreating Mondays apparently.  This is not going up on FFN just yet, not because mxpw said so, but because I’m not in the mood for “Ooh, an update, see you in six months, you lazy bum writer” reviews.  I have fire left over, so that could end badly.    

Gonna stop rambling there, because seriously, it’s home time.  See you after the jump.

The secret is out

I write for Chuck, the actual show, so after the jump, I'm sharing the redacted version of the script.  Fan fiction is my apology.  No, not really.  Anyway, I for one loved the episode, even if Sarah didn't do the flash face.  It was a bit like old times.  It was funny, spy-y and had a good dose of drama.  Bu-ut, cannon stole one of my plots.  Dammit.  At least, when the time comes, mxpw will be able to vouch for me.  In the meantime, I had one of my weird moments – remember chapter 11 of Chuck vs. The Fight?  This is in the same vein.  All tongue in cheek.  So without further ado, after the jump, my Saturday morning drabble.