The Yuletide authors have been revealed and, no, I didn't write the Glee zombie apocalypse. Heh.
My assignment was:
The Secret Diary of Timothy M. Gunn (Project Runway RPF)
... I mean, REALLY. You can understand why my reaction to receiving that prompt was two days of being all, NO WAI! *flappyhands*
I took forever to decide which season to secret-diary (that was basically the prompt ... "The secret diary of Tim Gunn: Any season, any challenge, whichever you'd like to write about"), but I finally figured out that based on pure lameness, the most recent season won out. So I sat down the weekend before the story was due and took notes on the whole damn season to get the timeline right. It took me three bottles of Smirnoff and twenty-one handwritten pages of snarky notes, but I made it through the whole thing. ;)
I also wrote two other stories, both of them in fandoms I usually look to for prompts every year as soon as the stocking stuffers open up just because I feel I can write fic in both fandoms in a hurry without reviewing the source material (I didn't have the time to review source materials thanks to work):
Snips and Snails, Shelter
I darted right over to the Shelter prompts first, and while I was tempted to write a regular old Shaun/Zach fic, one prompt requesting grown-Cody fic made me muse flail. I've thought every once in a while about writing grown-up Cody fic, since my mental image of him is a very open-minded warm-hearted and creative guy grateful to have the two dads he ends up with, and I latched onto that one and spawned 1,700 words or so in a day.
Blaphemy In D Minor, The Shawshank Redemption
I just found it a bit hilarious that there were five or six requests for Shawshank fic this year (including my own) and all of them were requests for post-movie fic in Mexico. So I pretty much picked one at random that wasn't mine and went with the first idea that popped into mind, which is that I doubted Red knew Spanish and yet would have had to make it two-thirds of the way through Mexico like that. And then I got a kick out of the fact that apparently somebody else got the same idea and wrote another take on the same angle in Speaking In Tongues, which was lovely and I encourage all of you to read it.
EDIT: It goes to show I just woke up from a nap, since I almost forgot to thank
metaphoracle, who wrote my fantastic Yuletide Lost In Austen story, The First Duty Of An Officer. It was EXACTLY what I wanted when I requested Wickham fic and I was really happy to get it. :)
My assignment was:
The Secret Diary of Timothy M. Gunn (Project Runway RPF)
... I mean, REALLY. You can understand why my reaction to receiving that prompt was two days of being all, NO WAI! *flappyhands*
I took forever to decide which season to secret-diary (that was basically the prompt ... "The secret diary of Tim Gunn: Any season, any challenge, whichever you'd like to write about"), but I finally figured out that based on pure lameness, the most recent season won out. So I sat down the weekend before the story was due and took notes on the whole damn season to get the timeline right. It took me three bottles of Smirnoff and twenty-one handwritten pages of snarky notes, but I made it through the whole thing. ;)
I also wrote two other stories, both of them in fandoms I usually look to for prompts every year as soon as the stocking stuffers open up just because I feel I can write fic in both fandoms in a hurry without reviewing the source material (I didn't have the time to review source materials thanks to work):
Snips and Snails, Shelter
I darted right over to the Shelter prompts first, and while I was tempted to write a regular old Shaun/Zach fic, one prompt requesting grown-Cody fic made me muse flail. I've thought every once in a while about writing grown-up Cody fic, since my mental image of him is a very open-minded warm-hearted and creative guy grateful to have the two dads he ends up with, and I latched onto that one and spawned 1,700 words or so in a day.
Blaphemy In D Minor, The Shawshank Redemption
I just found it a bit hilarious that there were five or six requests for Shawshank fic this year (including my own) and all of them were requests for post-movie fic in Mexico. So I pretty much picked one at random that wasn't mine and went with the first idea that popped into mind, which is that I doubted Red knew Spanish and yet would have had to make it two-thirds of the way through Mexico like that. And then I got a kick out of the fact that apparently somebody else got the same idea and wrote another take on the same angle in Speaking In Tongues, which was lovely and I encourage all of you to read it.
EDIT: It goes to show I just woke up from a nap, since I almost forgot to thank
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Date: 2010-01-01 09:20 pm (UTC)I hope someday he reads it too, I bet he'd find it hilarious.
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Date: 2010-01-02 01:24 pm (UTC)Should have known you wrote the awesome. :)
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Date: 2010-01-03 09:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-05 02:02 pm (UTC)