Won't somebody play with me?
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pensnestI have no immediate deadlines, therefore, I meme.
First, one gacked from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
phaballa: I post the last lines of a bunch of fics, and you write a ficlet starting from that last line, and comment here with it. The new ficlet should be its own thing, unrelated to the fic it originally came from. (Well, phaballa's version said 'drabble' not 'ficlet' but drabbles are harder, so. Feel free to write a drabble if you wish!)
I'm not sure how fertile my last lines are, but perhaps something will inspire you. I've just picked the ends of stories written in 2008, otherwise the list would go on for *ever*. I love my muses.
01 Just tell them, Lance likes good-looking guys.
02 "God, Kelly," Lance gasped, as Joey and Kym finished their dance and made way for the next couple. "Yes. Yes."
03 AJ looked at Howie, and thought about it. Well, he could do worse.
04 He'd probably appreciate having his back scrubbed, Lance thought.
05 Chris beamed.
06 As they followed Christopher into the house, Lance took Joey's hand again, and Joey smiled.
07 "So. How soon can I get out of here?"
08 Maybe, after all, things were going to be okay.
09 A short time later, Lance and Christopher amalgamated their business holdings and built a splendid house together, where they lived in happiness for the rest of their days, and never, ever, owned any slaves.
10 I mean, in what universe is that a good idea?
11 He loved it when a plan worked out.
12 "You do it right, and I'll fuck you."
13 "Okay, okay, no need to head-butt me, I got you Whiskas, just let me get—oi, Frank! Where have you silly fuckers hidden the tin opener?"
14 "Okay then. Let's get out there and be awesome."
And they were.
15 "No hurry," said AJ. "I plan on being around for a while."
And now, randomly, a couple of quotes for you which I happen to like.
Somebody said that writers are like otters. And otters are really hard to train. Dolphins are easy to train. They do a trick, you give them a fish, they do the trick again, you give them a fish. They will keep doing that trick until the end of time. Otters, if they do a trick and you give them a fish, the next time they'll do a better trick or a different trick because they'd already done that one. And writers tend to be otters. Most of us get pretty bored doing the same trick. We've done it, so let's do something different.
Lincoln Six-Echo: "What's 'God'?"
McCord: "Well, you know when you want something really really bad and you close your eyes and you wish for it? God's the guy who ignores you."
Finally, another meme, one I remember Being Really Good At last time around (ah, hubris!). Quote me a sentence or so from one of my stories, and I'll tell you which story it's from.
And feel free to comment on the fact that I have arbitrarily chosen to post with a Brian icon, because it is adorable.
First, one gacked from
phaballa: I post the last lines of a bunch of fics, and you write a ficlet starting from that last line, and comment here with it. The new ficlet should be its own thing, unrelated to the fic it originally came from. (Well, phaballa's version said 'drabble' not 'ficlet' but drabbles are harder, so. Feel free to write a drabble if you wish!)I'm not sure how fertile my last lines are, but perhaps something will inspire you. I've just picked the ends of stories written in 2008, otherwise the list would go on for *ever*. I love my muses.
01 Just tell them, Lance likes good-looking guys.
02 "God, Kelly," Lance gasped, as Joey and Kym finished their dance and made way for the next couple. "Yes. Yes."
03 AJ looked at Howie, and thought about it. Well, he could do worse.
04 He'd probably appreciate having his back scrubbed, Lance thought.
05 Chris beamed.
06 As they followed Christopher into the house, Lance took Joey's hand again, and Joey smiled.
07 "So. How soon can I get out of here?"
08 Maybe, after all, things were going to be okay.
09 A short time later, Lance and Christopher amalgamated their business holdings and built a splendid house together, where they lived in happiness for the rest of their days, and never, ever, owned any slaves.
10 I mean, in what universe is that a good idea?
11 He loved it when a plan worked out.
12 "You do it right, and I'll fuck you."
13 "Okay, okay, no need to head-butt me, I got you Whiskas, just let me get—oi, Frank! Where have you silly fuckers hidden the tin opener?"
14 "Okay then. Let's get out there and be awesome."
And they were.
15 "No hurry," said AJ. "I plan on being around for a while."
And now, randomly, a couple of quotes for you which I happen to like.
Somebody said that writers are like otters. And otters are really hard to train. Dolphins are easy to train. They do a trick, you give them a fish, they do the trick again, you give them a fish. They will keep doing that trick until the end of time. Otters, if they do a trick and you give them a fish, the next time they'll do a better trick or a different trick because they'd already done that one. And writers tend to be otters. Most of us get pretty bored doing the same trick. We've done it, so let's do something different.
Lincoln Six-Echo: "What's 'God'?"
McCord: "Well, you know when you want something really really bad and you close your eyes and you wish for it? God's the guy who ignores you."
Finally, another meme, one I remember Being Really Good At last time around (ah, hubris!). Quote me a sentence or so from one of my stories, and I'll tell you which story it's from.
And feel free to comment on the fact that I have arbitrarily chosen to post with a Brian icon, because it is adorable.
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Date: 2009-01-16 10:11 pm (UTC)i like that god quote, my friend used to have it on a post-it on her laptop. also, interestingly! if writers are otters, then why is that most writers' best works are their first books?
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Date: 2009-01-16 10:52 pm (UTC)I dunno... are most writers' best works their first books? Yes, it happens when the author has a Really Cool Idea and then just goes on and on writing it again - 'Dune', the Pern books, the Kushiel stories - only it's not as interesting after the worldbuilding has been done. Dolphin writers.
But 'Persuasion' is better than 'Northanger Abbey', and (I think) 'Niccolo Rising' is better than 'The Game of Kings', and 'Carpe Jugulum' is better than 'The Colour of Money'. So it's not a given!
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Date: 2009-01-17 10:48 am (UTC)obviously this means that i should read more before judging so quickly!
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Date: 2009-01-17 10:54 am (UTC)"The Colour of Money" is (I think) the first of the Discworld books, and it's okay but not fabulous. If you ever feel like giving Pratchett another try, have a go at "Guards! Guards!" or "Witches Abroad".
Well, I think you had a point about first books being the best - sometimes an author really just has one Big Idea, and never goes on to anything else. (And sometimes the Big Idea is alluring enough that the readers don't want anything else anyway.) I think authors can be dolphins as well as otters!
...just over a drabble...
Date: 2009-01-16 10:34 pm (UTC)"So. How soon can I get out of here?" JC asks as he shifts in his seat.
"Shouldn't be much longer, Mr. Chasez. Just waiting for the release paperwork."
JC scoots down in the seat as much as he can. He shouldn't actually be in this place, let alone being kept there. Even now, after they have finally confirmed his identity and he is due to be released they are treating him like a criminal. "Do you think you could at least remove the handcuffs?"
"Sorry, but until you've been officially released they have to stay on."
JC jerks at his wrists, "That's just stupid! You know I wasn't breaking into that house, you know who I am." JC starts to rant only to stop when the officer glares at him.
"Only following procedure, Sir."
JC glares back, "Yeah, well your procedure sucks."
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Re: ...just over a drabble...
Date: 2009-01-16 10:53 pm (UTC)Re: ...just over a drabble...
Date: 2009-01-16 10:54 pm (UTC)Re: ...just over a drabble...
Date: 2009-01-17 09:58 am (UTC)Re: ...just over a drabble...
Date: 2009-01-16 11:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-16 11:00 pm (UTC)McCord: "Well, you know when you want something really really bad and you close your eyes and you wish for it? God's the guy who ignores you."
that reminds me of a joke LOL How do you make God laugh? Tell him your plans.
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Date: 2009-01-18 10:30 am (UTC)You know, if we had friends like that, we probably wouldn't like them very much...
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Date: 2009-01-17 01:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-17 09:59 am (UTC)05 Chris beamed.
Date: 2009-01-17 02:19 am (UTC)"Hey munchkin." Chris called.
"Shhh, Papa. Daddy is sleeping."
"I know sweetie. Daddy's been staying up late past his bedtime. How about we let Daddy sleep huh?" Chris held out his hand for Roxy.
"Okay. Was Daddy up late in his music room?" Roxy asked, as she walked out of the room with Chris.
"Yep, he was in there workin on some of his music. "
"I like it when Daddy makes music. He's so sad when he's not doing that."
"Me too kiddo. Me too."
Re: 05 Chris beamed.
Date: 2009-01-17 10:00 am (UTC)Re: 05 Chris beamed.
Date: 2009-01-17 10:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-17 06:52 pm (UTC)Lance shook his head and looked at JC again. You could see the red through his shirt, the color was so deep. He watched JC stretch again, trying to get comfortable in his own skin. Poor guy was going to need lots of aloe. Perhaps after the sponge bath...
God, Lance thought, when did sunburn become such a turn-on?
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Date: 2009-01-18 10:31 am (UTC)