Title: Four Reasons Long-Distance Relationships Don't Work Out (And One Reason They Definitely Do)
Author: TigerKat24
Recipient: Priscellie
Assignment: Molly and Carlos try some innovative solutions to a long-distance relationship.
Word Count: 1,768
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written for the Dresden Files ficathon. Slight spoilers for Small Favor. Beta'd by the wonderful awanderingbard since my usual darling Pris was out for obvious reasons. Speaking of.

Dear Pris,
SYKE.
Love, Kat.

Follow the fake cut.

Title: Pride and Prejudice
Author: Cyloran
TV or Book verse: TV
Characters: Ancient Mai, Morgan, Amber, Guest Star
Recipient: Rodlox
Assignment: Ancient Mai - not a dragon, but with ties to things far more powerful.
Word Count: 1,826
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The Dresden Files do not belong to me. Just passing through.
Notes: Takes place immediately after the events of Things That Go Bump

( Pride and Prejudice )

A very belated reminder that the spirit challenge is still going on! It's currently scheduled to close this Tuesday (May 20), but I can extend that if necessary (for instance, if people are busy working on their ficathon assignments). Thoughts?

The time has come! Post your ficathon fics between now and next weekend. When you post, please state who you wrote for and what the request was.

If you can't get your story finished, either on time or at all, email me or comment here. If you need a beta or have any other problems, email me! (If you've already emailed me, try again; I've been having a lot of technological issues lately.)

I'll have the master list (who wrote for whom) up as soon as I can! (In other words, as soon as I have my own computer back from the shop...)

I can't wait to see what everyone has written!

Title: Borrowed Time
Pairing/Rating/Warning: NCIS fandom,  rated PG
Word Count: 300
Beta: mad_jaks
Summary:  When Tony had the plague Gibbs ordered him to live. But, he never said for how long....
Author's Note: Written for the ncisdrabble100 challenge:  "Too Late," and my paliphrase 10 fandom challenge.  Thanks to mad_jaks for the title.

Now, I've been going to rocket competitions since I was really little, just a few months old. After awhile, watching rockets go up and come down becomes very routine and very boring. Unless you're flying something, a day on the field is a big day o' nothing. I didn't fly today, I didn't even work range today. All I had to do today was to stand back and experience TARC.

This had to be the best rocket launch I've been to in a looooong time. First, let me explain what TARC is. TARC is a model rocketry competition where students from various middle schools and high schools come together after qualifying for the national finals, which is TARC. The objective is to launch two eggs to 750 feet and land in 45 seconds with the two eggs intact. It's a fancy egg loft event basically. What's really great about TARC, what really sets it apart from all the rocket events I've been to are these teams. These kids, middle school and high school kids are just really great. They're all so excited to be there and you can tell they love what they're doing. The energy level never went down all day long and some teams were out there are like 6 in the morning.

My mom snapped a lot of pictures, and when I'm able to download them, I'll post them and explain even more about the event. Really, it's a hard experience to sum up. I spent the day following my dad around. He's the whole reason we went to this thing. He's the President of the National Association of Rocketry, the NAR, and he had to do a lot of politicking. I was like his Chief of Staff today, just following him around and shaking hands and talking about myself when people asked about me. Some of the really cool people I met where a film crew from ESPN. No, I wasn't interviewed, but my dad was. They talked to a few of the teams and got a lot of footage. I also met the British TARC team and they were really nice. Great accents. There was a lot of aerospace industry people and some Department of Defense officials. The team from Hawaii had to be my favorite though. They were so high energy, even when they were disqualified. Just a fantastic group of girls, all girl.

Really, this was a good experience and worth the pain in the ass airport flying. Although, I really need a shower.

You know, I've figured out something kind of funny about hypomania. To catch you up, particularly since the Twilight entries have brought in a lot of new people--psychiatric diagnoses are never really set in stone; a doctor might come up with something that sounds more accurate years into your treatment. I have cyclical, chemical depression; it's gotten bad at times, but it's really pretty mild compared to what a lot of people have to live through. I'm on mild doses of antidepressants--which I tend to talk about pretty openly, number one, because I don't think it's anything to be ashamed of, and number two, because I think it helps other people to go, "Oh, okay, someone else is going through the same thing, and here's what her symptoms and reactions were like." ( Read more... )

( Just a teensy bit of linkspam )

A few things--numbered, because I use lists when I feel scattered: ( Spoilers )

Title: Ménage à Trois Part Deux
Pairing/Rating/Warning: Rhys/Owen/Jack, rated NC-17, set S1
Word Count: 100
Summary: Set 5 minutes after Ménage à Trois, Rhys is a bit overwhelmed. 
Author's Note: Written for the Time Stamp Meme, as requested by sistercarrion

Okay, I have a date with Prince Caspian tonight, so here's a backlog of linkspam accumulated while I lost my mind over the first two Twilight books: ( Only the good stuff )

Since we all know Jades is supersmart and utterly brilliant I am stealing her idea of fighting the inability to write blues with the Time Stamp Meme.

Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.

All my stories can be found with the fic tag.  My crossovers are all listed here.  And all stories are findable by the fandom tags as well (all listed in the sidebar).

Well, this weekend I'll be taking off for Virginia for the Team America Rocket Competition. I'll be leaving early tomorrow morning and be back Sunday night some time. I'm unsure of the internet situation so I could be completely gone or I could be around in the morning and the evenings. I'm not sure. Best to just count me out for awhile. When I get back, I'll play catch up.

Very brief notes I took as I read New Moon (well, I took notes chapter by chapter, but they're... relatively... brief. And... angry): ( And here is a picture of my vampire boyfriend watching ESPN )

I swear the next entry will be linkspam of some sort. After I pick the bits of my brain off the walls and shove them back in through my ears.

Wow.

I didn't think the show would actually go there.

But it did.

It...I mean...yikes. Seriously, YIKES.

OH SHIT LOST

Today is N.'s last day. And we decided that as a farewell celebration to get him married. 

No, of course not. But for our wedding-themed shoot we did need a stand-in for the test shots for the male model who decided to be two hours late. So N. got the job. On the fact that he's the right height. And that he's the only guy on the team. I didn't realize until we didn't have a male model that it's an entire office of women. The head of the company is a man, but it probably would have been wrong to ask him to stand in. 

N. is probably the most awkward model I've ever witnessed, but it was strangely endearing. He might have also been a little flustered by the gorgeous, gorgeous female model we have in as the bride. Our lovely Austrian photographer might have also been having a little fun by making N. and the gorgeous model actually pose for the test shots when it's not all that necessary. Just to see N. squirm a little. Lovely Austrian Photographer is like a milder form of Captain Jack. He really will flirt with anyone, but he's more talk than action. Or so the admin here tells me. How she knows, I won't venture to find out.

The best part about a photo shoot that involves food and drink is that you get to take home anything that doesn't get used. Unfortunately, I'm not exactly aching for wedding cake. But I'll totally take the sparkling apple cider we have as a stand in for champagne.

Don't forget: Challenge 18 ends Saturday night at midnight! You have two days left! We currently have 0 entries.

I should have done laundry. I should have washed dishes. I should have tidied up my apartment. I should have packed. Hell, I should have worked on chapter 8 of What Goes Around.

But instead tonight, I watched American Idol (yes, I know) and read a few pages in Jhumpa Lahiri's new book. Everyone can vote in which of those two activities I'd be willing to admit to in RL.

I've never watched a single episode of American Idol in my entire life, but last week I watched pretty much the entire 7th season on YouTube and suddenly, I had to be assured that David Cook would make it into the final two. I don't know what's happened to me. Maybe this is why I leaped almost right away into reading a good, solid book to remind myself who I am. And Lahiri's Unaccustomed Earth is really, REALLY good. Not a big shocker there. I'm only about 50 pages in and already she's thrown out a few simple images that had me in awe. The kind of awe where you feel your chest tingle because it's just so good.

And speaking of books, has anyone else read the summaries for the three new upcoming Torchwood novels? The first two (Pack Animals and SkyPoint) sound more or less like your typical Torchwood yarns, but the third one, Almost Perfect? This is like crack!fan fic. If such a phrase even applies to Torchwood anymore, considering its canon. But really, I'm half convinced someone infiltrated the publishers and switched out the real manuscript for something they found on fanfiction.net. Go to Amazon and read the summary if you don't believe me.

Torchwood Canon: Making Crack!Fic Redundant Since 2006.

Remember Jack?  The guy in my default userpic?  Blue eyes, sweeping coat, sexy as hell?  How on earth could you have lost all your abilities to write for him?  I promise to feed you lots of donuts and mochas if the muse returns and I can start writing again.