[writing] sometimes it works
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I have finished reading my flist and leaving comments and writing and have even studied some, and still it isn't time to go to class, so I was forced to go read back through old entries and I found this story of mine and it reminded me to look into a ficathon and, well, here.
femslash08 is taking place after Memorial Day this year. It was so much fun last year, and I ended up writing a story which, when I reread it just now, still gave me chills. It's rare I am this satisfied with a story I've written, but the language here and the beauty of insanity and the threat of vampirism and the fact it was a new fandom for me -- I am so excited about
femslash08 because
femslash07 was such a wonderful experience.
"Into her Dreams (Vampire Edit)"
There is a lot to this story I love, but this part from the end made me cheer, I was so pleased with the way the words and the rhythm worked together.
Rachel says it’s sex, and she doesn’t want sex, but it’s not, and she’ll see, she’ll learn. It’s not sex, though it can be, if she would like. Ivy knows the truth of it, deep inside, where she’s molded into something not quite human
(inhuman)
something just a little different
(monster)
it’s not sex
Rachel will learn, while Ivy plays and calls her forth from her slumber. Not blood, either.
It’s love.
It still makes me sigh with satisfaction of a job well done. I don't usually feel that way. It makes me want to write more in this series -- especially after For a Few Demons More. I should reread and write.
Now if only my Remix was coming along so well.
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"Into her Dreams (Vampire Edit)"
There is a lot to this story I love, but this part from the end made me cheer, I was so pleased with the way the words and the rhythm worked together.
Rachel says it’s sex, and she doesn’t want sex, but it’s not, and she’ll see, she’ll learn. It’s not sex, though it can be, if she would like. Ivy knows the truth of it, deep inside, where she’s molded into something not quite human
(inhuman)
something just a little different
(monster)
it’s not sex
Rachel will learn, while Ivy plays and calls her forth from her slumber. Not blood, either.
It’s love.
It still makes me sigh with satisfaction of a job well done. I don't usually feel that way. It makes me want to write more in this series -- especially after For a Few Demons More. I should reread and write.
Now if only my Remix was coming along so well.