I had intended to post this several days ago (I did start writing it in November, after all), but I returned from holiday festivities to a flooded basement, and then we lost power for close to two days. Here it is, now, finally.

Title: Well Beyond the Waves
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Kate, and the beginning of a promise fulfilled. Again he's there, pressing against her body and whispering in her ear. “I have a daughter.” And then on her other side, a smooth hand on her arm, a woman's voice, so close she can feel the breath on her cheek. “I'm pregnant. It's his.”
Spoilers: Up to the season 4 finale.
Notes: Feliz Navidad (a bit belated) to my dear friend lenina20, who is always there, and who has made this year so much better just by being in it. I've been a pretty crappy friend this year, and this in no way makes up for it, but I hope it brings a smile to your face, anyway.
This is also being used for un_love_you #19: this isn't about you at all. The title is from Iron & Wine's song “Promising Light.”

( It's several months back in LA before she even remembers it. )

Title: With Ash In Your Mouth (you'll ask it to burn again)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Kara Thrace (with a side order of Leoben and Roslin as well), following Revelations. “Destiny. As the harbinger of death.” Maybe now, she understands.
Spoilers: Up to the season 4.0 finale, Revelations. Also, this is loosely based on a couple small scenes in the 4.5 promo (the older one, not the newest one), but mainly just pure speculation.
Notes: The title comes from the Iron & Wine song “Cinder and Smoke.”

( That first night, they build bonfires to combat the chill of nuclear winter. )

I committed to writing (at least) 100 words per day, for each day of November, at mini_nanowrimo. With as little as I've been able to write these past few months, 100 words per day seemed quite daunting enough. I didn't tell anyone I was doing this because I wasn't sure that I'd meet my goal of writing daily. In fact, I was pretty sure I wouldn't.

However, I'm proud to say that I accomplished my goal, and most days went over my 100-word commitment! I thought writing each day would be a chore, but for the most part I enjoyed taking time (usually at the end of the day, I admit) away from real life to write a little each day. The days I wasn't at the computer I wrote longhand in my notebook. Daily writing actually helped me cope during what was otherwise a pretty crappy month, real-life-wise.

Behind the cut are my word counts for each day, as well as exactly what I was working on. Some of the writings for this project have already been posted, some have gone the way of the WIP folder of doom, and some I'll be posting soonish. All will be linked in this post, as well.


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( 100 words x 30 days )

Title: One Hundred Twenty-Two Miles
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Pam and Jim, between Customer Survey and Business Trip. Sometimes, they are masters of avoidance. It is, after all, why it took them so many years to get here in the first place.
Spoilers: Up to 5.07 Business Trip (written before Frame Toby, so no spoilers for that)
Note: This is an attempt to bridge the ending of Customer Survey (and my post-ep fic, The Distance from Here) to episode 5.07 Business Trip. There seemed to be something missing in that episode that I'm trying to fill in here. You don't necessarily have to have read The Distance from Here to understand this fic, because I don't directly reference the happenings in that one, but this does act as a sequel of sorts, anyway.

( New York and Scranton have never seemed so far apart. )

I'm currently out of town and away from my usual fast internet connection. I'm also away from work, the husband, and two out of three kids. Therefore, I have time to write!

Title: The Distance from Here
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Spoilers: Up to 5.06 Customer Survey
Summary: Jim. Pam. The fallout from Customer Survey. I'm buying you a house, he wants to tell her. Instead, again, “Do you want New York?”
Note: I wrote this because the last episode of The Office depressed me way too much. That is not to say that this fic is not depressing, though. Just saying. Also, the basketball game that Jim and Mark watch is one that was played the night Customer Survey aired. I may have made up the specific times, but not the result.

( He feels the pull of New York even with her in his arms. )

Title: Until the Morning
Rating: PG-13 for drug use, though otherwise I'd have given it a PG.
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Adama/Roslin on New Caprica. It all comes back to her in bits, as she's closing her eyes against the bright sunlight and pressing her temple back down against the soothing rough of his uniform jacket.
Spoilers: Unfinished Business, extended version
Note: My first attempt at writing Battlestar Galactica. The title is (loosely) inspired by Dunderhoney's The Morning After.

( She wakes with a throbbing headache and what's probably the imprint of an Admiral's pin on her cheek. )

Here in the United States, today (October 15) is our national Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day (PAILRD).

Even if you aren't aware of it, chances are high that you know someone who has lost a baby either by miscarriage, stillbirth, or infant death. It is often a very private grief, that is not acknowledged by society except on this day. If you have a few moments today, please spare some thoughts for all the babies no longer with us - and for their parents and siblings. This day is as hard for us as it is important.

A meaningful way to remember these precious babies is to light a candle tonight, at 7:00pm (your own time zone). It is one of PAILRD's goals to have a "wave of light" pass over the country - and perhaps the world - tonight in remembrance of our babies.

always loved and missed: Samuel, Olivia, Asha, and Angel ♥

I tried out that meme where you put your music player on random and write a drabble while the first song is playing. In the interest of jump-starting my muse, I might be doing more of these. Who knows what fandom(s) might come out to play. This one's for Bones.

Title: Let the World Keep Spinning 'Round
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: A bit of drunk!Booth introspection, while he and Brennan sit at the Lincoln Memorial.
Spoilers: Soccer Mom in the Mini-Van
Notes: From the random music meme: Bon Jovi's I Love This Town (time: 4:40). The title is also from the same song.

( He could sleep to her voice, he realizes, and suddenly that seems like the best idea in the world. )

Title: I See No Foe
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: He never sees him come, and he never sees him leave. It happens like this: Some nights, Aaron is woken by the sound of a guitar.
Spoilers: Up to the end of season 4, just to be safe. But nothing major.
Notes: Coming temporarily out of my self-imposed hiatus to post this, since it weaseled itself into my head and won't leave. It's for lostfichallenge #78: the next generation. Title/inspiration is from: “When I hear music I fear no danger, I am invulnerable, I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times and to the latest.” [Henry David Thoreau, Journal, 13 January 1857] Thanks also to The Beatles.



( 'Don't talk to strangers,' his mom has always told him, as far back as he can remember. )

Just a little heads-up that I'm going to be taking a break from this journal for a while, both writing and reading. Real life is kicking my ass these days, and I need to step back from most things online fandom-related for now and put all my focus into real life so it doesn't kick my ass even further. I'll miss this little corner of the internet, and all you wonderful people in the Lost fandom - this is truly a fandom unlike any other. *group hug*

I'll be back, just not sure when. (Those of you who know my personal journal, I'll still be around there, when I can.) And I might pop in here from time to time, too. We'll see how it goes. I *will* continue checking and responding to email, which does include comments from either journal.

Everyone, enjoy the fall premieres that are coming up! I'm personally really excited about Bones and The Office.

I leave you with a couple memes that have been floating around the friends list and have been sitting on my computer for a while now:

Do NOT look at the questions before picking the fandoms!
1. Lost
2. Bones
3. The Office (US)
4. Big Love
5. M*A*S*H
6. ER

( questions under the cut )

And one more:

Post the first line from your 25 most recent fanfics and try to find a pattern.

( lines are here )

This is a belated Luau gift for Queen slybrunette, who requested something inspired by music. I also happen to know she's been enjoying the Battlestar Galactica parody of Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody, and while my little offering here is not nearly of the hilarious and clever quality of that one, I hope she enjoys these new lyrics, Lost-style.

So now I present, with apologies to Queen, Eight Fifteen Rhapsody, featuring Sawyer, Michael, Charlie, Jacob/Smoke Monster, Locke, Juliet, and Jack, with cameos by some other Losties, as well. I have a horrible voice, so be thankful these are just lyrics. (I wrote these lyrics singing over the original to make sure they fit - I think I frightened the neighbors.)



category: best humorous fic

( In a chair a-rocking, very very frightening me! )

Hope you're having a great one, elliotsmelliot!

Title: Coincidental
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: When he receives the name of his next mark, he knows immediately who this will hurt. Post-island Sayid, with slight Kate/Sayid undertones.
Spoilers: “Confidence Man,” “One of Them,” “The Economist” and “There's No Place Like Home.” I think that's it.
Notes: This is for Queen zelda_zee, who organized the lostsquee Luau, and requested “angsty O6 Sayid fic.” This is angsty, all right, and strange, and not at all what I desire for the show. This hurt to write, but the bunny wouldn't let me go! Many, many apologies for the lateness of this, and my enduring thanks for running such an amazing Luau. I hope this small offering pleases the Queen.

( There are no coincidences. )

First, thank you to whoever gifted me with a paid account! It was such a wonderful surprise in my inbox this morning! I'm so looking forward to more userpics, in particular. I wish I knew who you were so I could thank you for real. ♥

Second, I received such wonderful gifts on my day of the lostsquee Luau, and I've linked to each post here. Thank you, thank you, thank you to all of you who were so generous and posted these amazing pieces for me! All these come highly, highly recommended, so if you're looking for new Lostfic to read, there's great stuff under the cut! There are icons, too!

( Sawyer and Hurley and Kate/Sayid, oh my! )

And finally, I'm in the middle of writing two (belated) Luau fics at the moment, with plans for a couple more. Catching up with the reading will take some more time than writing, but I am determined. If you get comments from me on fic you posted ages ago, that's why.

Title: Prodigal Sons
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: His children have returned to him.
Spoilers: Through the season 4 finale.
Notes: For my dear, dear lostsquee Queen lenina20, who requested a reunion between the O6 and those left behind. This comes with all my love, as well as minion!groveling, because this is late. I hope it pleases the Queen, anyway.
Lyrics quoted at the end are from Iron & Wine's Upward Over the Mountain. There's actually one line of this song that fits with each section of this fic, but I decided not to include those within the text. The lyrics are here, though, and you can listen to/download the song here.

category: favorite luau fic

( There's only been one other time, in all her years on this island, that she's felt an earthquake. )

Let me preface this by saying that I feel very, very rusty. This fic did not come easily. Damn you, muse! I haven't written Lost since May. Oh my. I've also been feeling very terrible that I have yet to participate in the Luau; this is my first contribution but I promise it will not be my last. This took me longer than I expected to finish and edit, but I'm greatly looking forward to tomorrow, when I'm literally going to go through every page of the Luau and catch up on what I've missed! Woo!

Title: Don't You Think We Oughta Know By Now
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Kate/Jack, set an undetermined number of years after Eggtown. They are two people who knew each other, once.
Spoilers: Up to the season 4 finale.
Notes: For lostsquee Luau Queen astra2104, whose prompt was 'ice.' Also used for un_love_you #23: you remind me of me. Title is from John Mayer's “Slow Dancing In a Burning Room.”

( They are two people who knew each other, once. )

Wrote this longhand in a notebook during our two-day power outage that just ended tonight. The notebook is a mess. I have never been more grateful for computers and the backspace button and the copy/paste feature than I am now, looking at that mess of a "first draft."

Title: When Your Wheels Stop Turning
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Jim and Pam, post-ep to Goodbye Toby. She is disappointed in this whole night, in the buildup of anticipation that's come to no fruition, in herself for expecting.
Spoilers: Goodbye Toby specifically, with some other episodes referenced, as well.
Notes: Only my second Office fic. I think the promise of new Webisodes soon (!!) jump started my muse. I'm sure that everyone and their brother as written a post-ep to this one, but I hope that this is at least somewhat original. Title comes from “Gravity” by Coldplay.

( There's no coal walk here, but if there were, she wouldn't be crossing it tonight. )

Is there anyone out there on my friends list full of amazing writers who'd be willing to read/beta a first draft of a fic for me? Preferably someone who's written Sayid before and feels comfortable with him? I'm really struggling with him. It's a Kate/Sayid fic, post-O6 rescue, from Kate's POV, so there's not tons of Sayid!introspection, but I still think I'm not getting him right. I'm not finished yet, but I could send it to you by tomorrow evening, probably.

Thank you! (in advance)

(x-posting this to thequillstation, which every Lost writer should join if you haven't already!)

First of all, many many thanks to whoever nominated my fics at lost_fic_awards, and for those who voted for Love Can Be a Liar at lostfichallenge. It's an honor. And my flist rocks. I'm surrounded by so many great writers! *group hug*

And now, bowlerhat_girl requested commentary on One For the Road. Here you go! Commentary is in bold, as usual.

( on Patsy Cline and forgetting key backstory plot points, on first impressions and how I should never write for Harlequin )

Oh my goodness. People. I was unaware of the Love Meme going around until today. Can I just give everyone a group hug? I cried, yes. And I'm going to be commenting on all your threads soon, too, so keep 'em open.

I blame the fact that I totally missed the love meme on the fact that I was kind of avoiding LJ altogether until I'd seen the finale. Which, by the way? Was awesome. I gasped and screamed and cried and laughed. I need to watch it again, but I first need to get two hours, consecutively, of alone time. Oh my. Wish me luck with that.

And the finale, the best part? I think the muse is finally back. Here's hoping, but I really think it is. I'm putting this list here mainly for my own reminder, because I tend to be forgetful, and my WIP/idea folder is too unorganized at the moment. So. I want to write (all finale-based, oh dear):

-Kate/Sayid for u_l_y; prompt I'm not sure about yet, but my long-lost-from-season-one Kate/Sayid closet 'shipper was unleashed with that scene of them getting off the liferaft.
-Kate and Claire for u_l_y; prompt I'm awake and you're breathing. Beth Nielson Chapman's Sand and Water has been running through my head since their scene in the finale, but that might be too cliche. We'll see.
-Sawyer/Juliet for 5_loves; don't know about the prompt but rest assured this will kill me to write.
-Sawyer/Claire for 5_loves; prompt will probably be ocean. I started this fic pre-finale but it will only have to be changed slightly, I think.

Good thing there's a 9-month hiatus. I'm actually okay with that length, shockingly. I'm sure I'll change my tune as the months drag on.