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Nov. 13th, 2003
Searching through my old computer for a copy of my undergraduate thesis, I came across a folder full of all of these stalled, half-written, and (in a few cases) finished short fics that had never seen the light of someone else's computer monitor. One of them is:
Breakfast - Angel returns to the fold.
AtS fic, set during the second season, post-Disharmony. Thanks, as always, to Kaelie for indulging my random fic tendencies and just being great in general.
Also discovered last night: some rather long (for me!) Roswell fics that are so, well, bad that I know they'll never see the light of someone else's computer monitor, unless as part of some bizarre torture ritual.
Menacing Torture Guy: (clutching pliers in one hand) Where to start, where to start...
Jess: Please, I'll do anything, just don't --
MTG: Should we start from the front or the back? Or maybe -- maybe something else entirely. Maybe we'll just have storytime.
Jess: What?
(MTG whips out a packet of paper, starts to examine it)
MTG: I've already forwarded this to everyone you like, respect, and/or fear. Let's see, we've got Michael and Liz -- and oh! It's a FUTURE FIC. Michael's on the run -- how original -- LET'S BEGIN.* "It was a cold day --
Jess: NO, GOD NO!!!!
I'll probably feel the same way about this Angel fic approx. ten seconds after posting this entry. Oh well.
*Note. I'm sure there are people out there who wrote outstanding future fics where Michael is on the run and runs into Liz. I am simply not one of them.
Breakfast - Angel returns to the fold.
AtS fic, set during the second season, post-Disharmony. Thanks, as always, to Kaelie for indulging my random fic tendencies and just being great in general.
Also discovered last night: some rather long (for me!) Roswell fics that are so, well, bad that I know they'll never see the light of someone else's computer monitor, unless as part of some bizarre torture ritual.
Menacing Torture Guy: (clutching pliers in one hand) Where to start, where to start...
Jess: Please, I'll do anything, just don't --
MTG: Should we start from the front or the back? Or maybe -- maybe something else entirely. Maybe we'll just have storytime.
Jess: What?
(MTG whips out a packet of paper, starts to examine it)
MTG: I've already forwarded this to everyone you like, respect, and/or fear. Let's see, we've got Michael and Liz -- and oh! It's a FUTURE FIC. Michael's on the run -- how original -- LET'S BEGIN.* "It was a cold day --
Jess: NO, GOD NO!!!!
I'll probably feel the same way about this Angel fic approx. ten seconds after posting this entry. Oh well.
*Note. I'm sure there are people out there who wrote outstanding future fics where Michael is on the run and runs into Liz. I am simply not one of them.