Gah. So, no, there hasn’t been any serious writing done for a long long time. Fortunately for our sanity, we’ve started again.
*winces* We haven’t gotten back into Upgrading, but that’s a matter of time. What we have done though is stick our necks back into Depths, jumped into our original fic (Bloody Woman verse), rejuvenated a baby fic (Second Chances–not posted yet), and then started a micro-pairing (Itachi x Ino) that was taken over by a new joint obsession by the name of Kakuzu x TenTen. Which then spawned a potential drabble series that I’ll probably post straight to Tumblr (I can’t believe our joint tumblr page is more than three years old and I can still scroll to the first post with ease. Under-utilized much?).
Edit: I’m going to try to get back into the swing of using this blog. So, um, sorry, there may be a flurry of posts as I catch up on a year’s worth of work.
“Why is Cap giving me that Look?” Bursting into the workshop, Tony levelled a finger at Loki, brows rising in a half quirk of agitation and bemusement. “You know, that look of ‘Captain America is Disappointed in Your Decisions’ that’s heavily mixed with a dose of ‘You Ought to Know Better’ and a chaser of ‘I Believed in You’.” Continue reading →
Yeah, I know. I’ve left for so long, this site’s gotten dusty. Well, I’m back! And I’ve brought a gift!
Go check out the Hemingway Editor! The web version is free (I just used it), and it’s just lovely. I found it through Amanda’s tumblr post for the top 55 apps for writers. The best thing about the editor is that the focus isn’t on grammar or spelling, but phrasing. Take a look!
Aside from that, I’ll be posting some new material here. Gah. Poor site; so neglected.
Somewhere out there, someone else was walking into work with the same kind of bone-creaking relief that Kankuro was experiencing, he was sure of it. He couldn’t be the only one seeing work as a refuge. Because home was certainly not safe. Not with his brother cooing at all the different spiders and the threat of Naruto showing up eminent.
It was a near thing though. He almost didn’t find a replacement for his shift yesterday, but Chizu was all too happy to switch for a Saturday off. Which left Kankuro with a full shift of constant dishes and a different shift manager.
For several hours, Kankuro blanked out. He roused himself out of the exhausted daze only when he realized someone was grabbing a dirty mug out of his hand. He blinked and made a half-hearted attempt to take it back.
“Sabaku-san,” the very tall manager said. “Your shift ended 15 minutes ago.”
At first, he didn’t know why he was awake. Hell, he wasn’t even sure what his name was, never mind what time it was. Then he heard the ringing of his cell and he rolled over, arm snaking out and silencing it.
For a moment there was peace, and he dropped back asleep.
Only for the ringing to drag him up again with a vengeance.
Jo: Aaand again with the “withered beneath him” bit.
Jo: That little story was roughly written anyway, so I’m not surprised that got in there.
Jo: I’m tempted to make a porn featuring a man who turns into a b-horror mummy when his prostate is stimulated.
Jo: Maybe I’ll learn to draw better and draw a comic of a man having sex with a mummy. The caption will read “he withered beneath him” and it will go viral on tumblr.
Jo: Worse case of erectile dysfunction ever.
Jo: I’ll get hate mail. I just know it.
I stopped reading this particular story after that.
Yes, I did point it out in a review. No, I’m still not going back.