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Darlings, darlings. Things are a little tiresome right now, so I'm not around a whole lot. When I'm in a fandom space I'm mostly writing.
Speaking of writing! I wrote Have The Night, The Morning Too for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
athenejen, and okay, so, you will now understand why it was so obviously mine. The fandom is "Delilah," the Dresden Dolls song, and it's the story of Mandy, the graduate student at the University of Minnesota, who falls helplessly in love with her best friend. Only, well, she's an impossible girl, right? Bright and wanting to change the world and beautiful and--it's a little difficult for Mandy.
I loved writing this story more than I've loved writing anything in a while. I actually had this fandom on my list of requests but removed it because I realized I had a specific story in mind, and that never works out, so I took it off. (Children, take note: it is rarely a good idea to tell someone else to write a story that you have already planned out.) Imagine my surprise when I got my assignment: the prompt was on the list. I could write my story. I had marvelous betas:thesamefire and bexless were awesomely helpful and made it so much sharper and cleaner. I LOVE YOU TWO.
So if you read it, I'd love to hear what you think. Over there or over here. ♥
And if you want more femmeslash, you could go read Scrap, the lovely Lyn-Z/Amanda story that someone wrote for me. It's a quiet story, despite the fierceness of the two ladies, and I really like that, I like it a lot. I also love that the author wrote me a slow progression, and also managed a story where the sex wasn't automatically something that meant love, not right away. Also, this moment: Later, onstage, she had a sudden sense memory of pressing her face into Amanda's stomach, the welcoming warmth of Amanda's flesh. During the next guitar solo Lyn-Z did a backbend and stuck her bare belly straight up at the blazing sun. That's my girl, right there.
You could also always read Through The Grapevine, which is my Yuletide and was written by the lovelyschneestern. It's not femmeslash, that's true, but it's Allison Fucking Hargreeves, Rumor my Rumor, and it's a sharp and perfect story. I still love how vicious it is, how right it feels. It's everything I wanted, everything. It has early Rumor, it has the first time she used her power, it has her families, her power (holy fuck, the way her power works here)--yeah, perfect.
Speaking of writing! I wrote Have The Night, The Morning Too for
athenejen, and okay, so, you will now understand why it was so obviously mine. The fandom is "Delilah," the Dresden Dolls song, and it's the story of Mandy, the graduate student at the University of Minnesota, who falls helplessly in love with her best friend. Only, well, she's an impossible girl, right? Bright and wanting to change the world and beautiful and--it's a little difficult for Mandy.I loved writing this story more than I've loved writing anything in a while. I actually had this fandom on my list of requests but removed it because I realized I had a specific story in mind, and that never works out, so I took it off. (Children, take note: it is rarely a good idea to tell someone else to write a story that you have already planned out.) Imagine my surprise when I got my assignment: the prompt was on the list. I could write my story. I had marvelous betas:
thesamefire and bexless were awesomely helpful and made it so much sharper and cleaner. I LOVE YOU TWO.So if you read it, I'd love to hear what you think. Over there or over here. ♥
And if you want more femmeslash, you could go read Scrap, the lovely Lyn-Z/Amanda story that someone wrote for me. It's a quiet story, despite the fierceness of the two ladies, and I really like that, I like it a lot. I also love that the author wrote me a slow progression, and also managed a story where the sex wasn't automatically something that meant love, not right away. Also, this moment: Later, onstage, she had a sudden sense memory of pressing her face into Amanda's stomach, the welcoming warmth of Amanda's flesh. During the next guitar solo Lyn-Z did a backbend and stuck her bare belly straight up at the blazing sun. That's my girl, right there.
You could also always read Through The Grapevine, which is my Yuletide and was written by the lovely
schneestern. It's not femmeslash, that's true, but it's Allison Fucking Hargreeves, Rumor my Rumor, and it's a sharp and perfect story. I still love how vicious it is, how right it feels. It's everything I wanted, everything. It has early Rumor, it has the first time she used her power, it has her families, her power (holy fuck, the way her power works here)--yeah, perfect.