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Dear Author,

Happy Yuletide! I've tried to give you thoughts to spark ideas, but if you have a bunny that you've been burning to write, please ignore my silly prompts and write that instead. As long as you avoid my DNWs, I prefer to get a fic that someone enjoyed writing to something where they had to backbend to please some random suggestion of mine.

I love all of these fandoms -- please don't take more words about a particular one as indication that I like it more. I just had more to say about some than about others. A fic in any one of them would make me extremely happy!

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I'm kitsunealyc on AO3, so feel free to look at what I've got there if you need more data on what I like. And above all: have fun!

Dear Author,

Thank you in advance for writing something especially for me! I've tried to keep things as open as possible while still giving you prompts that might lead to chewy goodness, but if you have an idea for a fic that you've been burning to write, please ignore all my suggestions and write that instead. As long as you avoid my don'ts, I prefer to get a fic that someone enjoyed writing to something where they had to backbend to please some random suggestion of mine.

I love all of these fandoms -- please don't take more words about a particular one as indication that I like it more. I just had more to say about some than about others. A fic in any one of them would make me extremely happy!

REVISED 11/23/2018 because I screwed up two Peach Blossom names. Deepest apologies to my author D:

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I'm kitsunealyc on AO3, so feel free to look at what I've got there if you need more data on what I like. And above all: have fun!

Current Mood: artistic

( SO MANY SPOILERS! )

Current Mood: annoyed
Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/16368.html

Wow. Assignments went up quicker than I expected!

First off, thank you, oh author-mine, for volunteering to feed my id. My thoughts here are a little meandering and messy, but I hope they provide good fodder for you to use.

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Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/16017.html

It also occurs to me that I never posted the fics that I wrote for Yuletide (and the New Year's Resolution I posted after Yuletide was over).

Here they are. Two are elfporny goodness based on an old Mercedes Lackey Bard's Tale novel tie in. One is a missing episode of Community filled with Renaissance Faire shenanigans.

Death and the Dancing Girl
Fandom: Bard's Tale/Castle of Deception by Mercedes Lackey
Pairing: Naitachal/Eliathanis
Teaser: Death is no barrier to a necromancer.
Rating: Elfporny, Nec-romancey

Music and the Mad Maudlin
Fandom: Bard's Tale/Castle of Deception by Mercedes Lackey
Pairing: Naitachal/Eliathanis
Teaser: Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
Rating: Even MOAR Elfporny, Moar nec-romancey, totally a fix-it fic

Survey of Medieval History
Fandom: Community
Pairing: Gen, all characters
Teaser: The peasants are revolting when Greendale hosts its first Renaissance Faire.
Rating: Revolting, but PG

Current Mood: amused
Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/15662.html

I wrote a World of Warcraft fic for an exhange, and it has now gone public. It is chock-full of Lore with a little soupçon of porn to wash it down. Read it here:

A Swatch of Red
Fandom: World of Warcraft
Pairing: Mathias Shaw/Edwin VanCleef
Teaser: It takes a long time to build a friendship, and only one betrayal to end it.
Rated: Explicit; Loretastic; Alliance Dogs

Current Mood: geeky
Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/15373.html

It's all because I forgot to bring my lunch today.

I was standing in line at my work's cafe, waiting for my grilled cheese to go with my tomato soup, when Flashdance... What a Feelin' came on.

Before I knew it, I was absently bopping my head and mouthing along.

Before the song ended, I had an overwhelming desire to watch the film again. I mentioned this to a co-worker. He pointed out that Flashdance is on Netflix. Nooooo! I thought (and said) Noooooo! It will be bad. It will be so bad. It will be [title-redacted-so-as-not-to-hurt-

maladaptive 's-feelings] bad!

And then I thought... well... if it's really bad, I can wash away the bad with the awesomeness of The Avengers (I've been on a Loki/Thor kick recently).

And THEN I thought... I could write an Avengers/Flashdance crossover fic where the Avengers have to go undercover as Flashdance dancers for some contrived reason, dancing ridiculously over-choreographed routines that no actual stripper EVER performs! In bright costumes! To cheesy 80's tunes!!

Just... just imagine: Hulk smash! Water... SPLASH!!

::wibbles::

I... I might HAVE to do this.

I'm sorry to the world.

Let this be an object lesson. NEVER forget your lunch!

Because god knows I'd never be able to do all this if I was in a relationship. That shit takes time and energy!

I lost my document with my goals for last year, so I'm posting this year's document so I can check it/keep track. Sorry for the detail. If I don't break it down, I'll never get it done.

SMART Goals:
Finish and revise Chiaroscuro and get it out by mid-year
Resume shopping Mr. Mystic
Revise and get into submission nine stories from my current pool
Research and write first draft of next novel project (TBD)
FogCon, WisCon, ReaderCon, World Fantasy
Participate more in Codex reviewing
Work on CW2012 Anthology
Kick Butt; Take Names

Schedule
1. Finish first draft of Chiaroscuro, dammit; Update marketing/submission documents and resume shopping Mr. Mystic (Jan)
2. Revise three stories from pool for submission; start research/reading on next novel project (either Herriot-with-fairies or real-life mermaids) (Feb)
3. First revision of Chiaroscuro and send out for first reads; continue novel research/brainstorming/outlining (Mar)
4. Revise three stories from pool; Start work on next novel project (April)
5. Revise three stories from pool; work on next novel project (May)
6. Second revision of Chiaroscuro and send out for critique; draft marketing/submission documents; poke CWesters for anthology submissions (June)
7. Work on next novel project; anthology? (July)
8. Final Chiaroscuro revisions, start shopping; work on next novel project; anthology? (August)
9. Work on novel; anthology? (September)
10. Work on novel; anthology? (October)
11. Work on novel; anthology? (November)
12. Finish novel; Yuletide (December)

Pool of stories to revise:
In Death You Will Find Me
The Girl Who Married the Ocean
The Blood Carousel
The Lullaby of Allentown
The Clockwork Muse
Monkeyskin
A Song of Sixpence
The Hollow Girl, or Sam's Tale
First Contact
The Preserved Head of Jeremy Bentham

Reveals are up! So now I can post links to what I wrote and talk about the process, etc.

I wasn't going to do Yuletide this year, because I really wanted to finish the first draft of Chiaroscuro, but then I saw that someone had requested fic for Castle of Deception, which is an old Bard's Tale (pc game) tie-in novel by Mercedes Lackey and Josepha Sherman. It introduces one of my longstanding favorite characters (who... may have been the template for Jessmindara Duskwalker >.> ), the Dark Elf Bard, Naitachal.

Don't judge.

So I signed up, my recipient ended up asking for just about EVERYTHING I LOVED ABOUT THOSE BOOKS, and I not only ended up writing almost 9k of fic for her, but I'm working on two sequels. Yeah... I got ravaged by a rampaging horde of plotbunnies.

If you're interested in reading plotty fix-it elfporn for a fandom you've never read (but don't _really_ need to have), feel free to check it out here:

Death and the Dancing Girl
Castle of Deception - Mercedes Lackey and Josepha Sherman
Naitachal/Eliathanis, NC-17, 8.9k words

So, I'm sitting there on December 23rd, polishing up my fic and getting antsy for Yuletide to start, and I get an email from the organizer. A pinch hit had gone out in early December for Community. I had only just finished mainlining the entire three seasons on Hulu, so I offered to write for it, but someone beat me out. Turns out, that second someone had _also_ defaulted, and could I possibly still write something?

I look at the clock. I have 24 hours, give or take. I look at my to-do list. I have Allison's novel to edit, Chia to finish, a second CoD fic I've already started, and two days off from work.

Sure! I say. Because that is the crazy Yuletide spirit. Over the next day, I proceed to write in script form an entire episode of Community. I post that to beat deadline, and I spend the 24th, right up to deadline, adding dialogue tags and action descriptions. I beat the archive opening by about 5 minutes. I accidentally call Dean Pelton 'Dean Pelham' in the first line, which I don't discover for a few days, but that was my only major 'doh~!' moment.

I'm really glad I ended up doing this, because while I love what I did for my official giftfic, I knew it was a small fandom and wouldn't get many hits beyond my recipient. The last-minute Community fic I wrote ended up being a blowout hit (thanks in large part to the size of the fandom). I got hits! I got Kudos! I got enthusiastic comments! It filled that need for acknowledgement that -- I don't care how altruistic you are -- we all crave at Yuletide.

So if you want to go read that one, you can check it out here:

Survey of Medieval History
Community
Ensemble, Gen, 6.9k words

Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/14111.html

Snowed In
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Oglaf
Relationship: Greir the Lesbian Mercenary/Snow Queen (Oglaf)
This is my second year of requesting this pairing, and my second year of winning Yuletide. The author captured everything I love about the source material. She hits that sort of good-natured bullshit-calling voice that is so very, _very_ Oglaf! Her Grier is confident, competent, and independent, and I could seriously follow her on any adventure she went on. Her Snow Queen is spot-on lovely and cheerful in the face of her loneliness, and the interactions between the two are steamy. I want to hug the final line of the fic. Always.

It Ends in a Small White Room
Rating: Teen and Up
Fandom: Pushing Daisies
Relationship: Chuck/Ned
I would say the spot-on voice for this fic is the best thing about it (and it is definitely pitch-perfect), but even that is edged out by the twisted lengths of thought the author went to in considering how rational (and unethical) science would study the Pie-maker's gifts. This is a chilling fic with an oddly-upbeat ending.

Entropy
Rating: Teen and Up
Fandom: Darkangel Trilogy – Meredith Ann Pierce
Relationship: Aeriel/Erin
My favorite little-known fandom got two excellent fics this year, both very different, but both very happy-making in their own ways. This one follows the adventures of Aeriel and Erin after the books as they gather pearlstuff, and I particularly appreciated how the author was able to capture the feeling of entropy and loss in her prose.

Sons for Every Daymonth
Rating: General Audiences
Fandom: Darkangel Trilogy – Meredith Ann Pierce
Relationship: Gen
The second of my Darkangel recs, and I have to say that although I've read these books a hundred times at least, this one caught me by surprise and made me consider an aspect I had never really thought about before. It's just a series of vignettes about the boys who each in turn became the Witch's sons, but each one is chillingly awesome in its own right.

If the Fates Allow
Rating: Teen and Up
Fandoms: The Rocketeer/Captain America
Relationship: Cliff Secord/Jenny Blake; Steve Rodgers/Peggy Carter
How have I never considered this crossover or desired this fic? This is the fic I didn't know I wanted. The author captures the patois of The Rocketeer and Captain America films so well… and now I want to go watch these two films back-to-back and dream of a shining, all-american golden soldier and his reckless and slightly madcap pilot buddy… and their two awesomely brave and just-as-heroic ladies.

No Harm Ever Came from Digging Up the Past
Rating: General Audiences
Fandoms: Bone Key – Sarah Monette, The Mummy Series
Relationships: Gen, but focuses on Evy and Claudia
Archaeology crossover FTW! Awesome ladies being Awesome! Howard Carter/Lord Carnarvon/Real-life curse of Tut's tomb! Nancy-Drew style investigations except more awesome! And by someone who clearly knows their archaeology stuff. My main sadness is that this team of lady archaeologist-adventurers isn't canon. Someone go write me canon lady archaeologists. Stat!

Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/13872.html

Thrace (

damselfish /

maladaptive) and I were going back and forth on who should repost this chat:

Thrace: oh. Just wanted to say I was thinking of Deja/Shan stuff earlier, and then read a story I started set in that world, and it is GORGEOUS. Pretty flawed but gorgeous and dang I don't suck (I was feeling sucky for getting meh in the middle of writing today)
and I just wanted to say that I love Deja and Shan's world. It's so lush feeling
Me: awww
girl, you don't even live in the same state as suck
Thrace: then why do I keep getting suck's mail
Me: Your writing is incandescent
Thrace: ahahaha, awww. shucks.
Me: like... I read so many people who phrase things in all the same ways, and I struggle not to do that myself... and then you come along and it's all 'my right hook is pretty too, punk!'
and I'm all:

Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/13529.html

At some point, I bought into the fiction that I was lazy. A slacker. There are many sources for this (parents, teachers, boyfriends, society, a pervasive protestant work ethic that tells me my main value as a human being lies in my education/job/productive output), but it all really culminates in the soul-destroying phrase I heard so often as a kid:'you're so bright, if you'd only apply yourself' -- when what they really meant was 'do the things we want you to do rather than the things that interest you, because there's little/no value in them, and you certainly can't monetize them' -- a perspective doomed to smother out any hint of brightness in another human being, if ever there was one.

This self-perception that I'm lazy remains one of the most enduring fictions I still believe about myself. I certainly spent most of November feeling this -- that I wasn't doing enough, that I was slacking off, letting myself down, wasting time, etc.

Because of NaNoWriMo, I tracked my activities for the month at a very granular level (which I don't normally do except in a very informal way), and I collated them at the end of the month. I realized something: I'm a fricken rock-star of productivity.

Here's what I did:

Worked my normal job 40 hours/week
Wrote 33k words on Chiaroscuro
37 hours spent writing by hand
Roughly 37 hours spent transcribing/editing (didn't track this, but it's about a 1:1 ratio for writing/transcribing)
Did extensive developmental edits for a friend's novel (about 20 hours)
Went to dance classes (about 8 hours)
Dealt with birthday and holiday blues
Hosted a family member for a week

Only two of these activities were directly monetized (and one of those, the developmental edit, came largely because I edited the first novel on a volunteer basis -- just a friend helping out a friend). This has made only a tiny chip in my 'I am a lazy slacker' fiction, but even that is nice. For December, I'm planning to do a match for November, plus a bump-up of editing two short stories to get them out and doing the rounds, and of course writing my fanfic gift and various treats for Yuletide. Maybe I'll turn that chip into a crack.

I can do it! For I am not a slacker!

Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/13259.html

Dear Author,

First and foremost, thank you thank you thank you for volunteering to write for me. I will try to give you sparks for ideas, but I'm a pretty easy cookie to please, so if you want to go on a completely wild tangent, as long as it includes some romance, sex, or fancy braining, I will be happy to go along for the ride.

First, I'm going to link you to my letter to santa from last year and my fic recs from last year, because that alone might give you a good idea of what I lean towards:

Last Year's Recs

Last Year's Letter

So, on to the things I requested this year:

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Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/12629.html

So there's this thing going around a bunch of people's blogs where we talk about our current writing projects. I got tagged, and after blowing it off for a week or two, I finally got around to making my post. It's a long one, but hopefully it sounds interesting. Really hopefully, cause I've been slogging away on it for a while now! Stick to the end and I will link back to some other blog posts by other authors, and I will also tag some new folks. IT COULD BE YOU!

Interview Questions for The Next Big Thing

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For my tagging… um… let's poke one CWest person and some of my favorite non-CWest writing buddies:

Aight, Cory. I want my art like you promised!

Current Mood: restless
Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/12290.html

It’s Sunday morning, and just a few hours til the Clarion West workshop officially starts. We’ve been doing Locus awards events up til now – Congrats to all the winners, most of whom are Cat Valente.

I can see already one of the ways this becomes such a significant, life-changing experience, and it has to do with time compression. I’ve only been here for two days (less than, really), but it already feels much longer than that. There’ve been excellent conversations with amazing people, and the group is large enough to be able to atomize out in various permutations without it feeling weird or cliquey, but small enough that we still feel like a band. It helps that the surrounding social structure of alums and supporters are consistently narratively constructing us as a group, so that even in these first few days we have the common experience of receiving similar kinds of friendly teasing, excellent advice, and warm well-wishing.

This density of shared experience (with many other contributing elements – even in this there is so much to unpack), creates a feeling of time compression. It feels like I’ve been here so much longer, known my cohort longer, than just a day and change. I can see why attendees quickly lose the ability to blog. It would be like thrusting your head outside a speeding train just as the tunnel edge is coming up. You’re going so fast, how do you possibly break the bubble to communicate to people living in real time? Without splatting your head, I mean.

It’s such a classic Turner-esque liminal space. Our identities are becoming unfixed! We are being made powerful and monstrous! We must be broken down before we can break through! (which apparently happens mostly in week 4, but I will not cry. Connie Willis says there is no crying in baseball. And also that Andrew Lee Potts is adorbs).

Good thing I’m a fox. We know how to navigate liminal spaces. We thrive in them. We’re made for this kind of shit. So I will try to report back across the border. Just know that time works differently here (just like in Faerie), so I can’t promise that three hundred years won’t have passed the next time I stick my head out of the bubble.

I sincerely hope the effort won’t make my head go splat.

(crossposted at www.teleidoplex.com/blog)

Current Mood: chipper
Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/12040.html

I have arrived in Seattle, and I have discovered that most disturbing of creatures.

[The Harley Centipede]

Because all my cool friends are doing it:

1. Go to page 77 (or 7th) of your current ms
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written. No cheating.

I thought about pulling from Dragons, but I guess that would be cheating. Chiaroscuro is my 'current' manuscript, even if it is on hiatus.

"What if I were to say that I loved you?" Giuliana asked, changing tactics. Pippa's stomach rolled, and it had nothing to do with the movement of the ship. She clenched her teeth hard enough to make her whole body tremble.

She wouldn't cry. She would not cry.

"You've known me your whole life, and I doubt you care for me as much as you do for this new toy of yours." Pippa meant the accusation to be light, but the words fell like lead between them. Giuliana sucked in a breath, drew back as though struck. Pippa stepped closer, hand outstretched. "Giules, I--"

"No." Giuliana cut a hand across Pippa's apology. "I suppose you've the right of it. Given a choice between you and the Hummingswift... well, I agreed to the betrothal, didn't I?"

A tap at the cabin door interrupted them. That aerisian, Visri. Pippa hadn't seen any other crew. She stifled a groan. Chances were he had heard her fight with Giuliana.

"Captain, we have clearance. If we don't lift off now, we'll be--"

"All right, Visri. I'll be out directly." Giuliana scrubbed her face. Sniffled a few times. Sighed hard enough to puff out her cheeks. Then she met Pippa's gaze. "Well, come along. You wanted to see her fly. You can sit in the reserve pilot's jumpseat."

All the auctions are posted - well, not all of them, but all I'm allowed to post for this week. And now I wait.

... and wait.

Insert expected Inigo Montoya quote here.

( Where I wax maudlin... and post some more awesome pics. )

Crossposts: http://teleidoplex.livejournal.com/11407.html

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