Sat, Oct. 8th, 2011, 12:49 pm
Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.
The Troglodytes' Congress
The Immortal Seven
Amy Gets What She Wants
Name one of them and I'll give you a snippet from it and/or tell you something about it.
Sat, Oct. 8th, 2011 07:37 pm (UTC)
The Immortal Seven!
Sat, Oct. 8th, 2011 08:21 pm (UTC)
The Immortal Seven is (always 'is,' never 'are') the secretive cabal behind the civil order of a city-state in the Samathic Confederation (the same setting as "Ota Discovers Fire"). The badge of office is a magic artifact, each of the seven is unique. Members are a little like secret police, and a little like superheroes. Their relationship to the artifacts is similarly ambiguous.
The story is largely clean ()-:), with the possible exception of some excerpts from the pulp pamphlets circulated in the seedier parts of town, featuring implausible speculations about the Immortal Seven's secret practices.
Sat, Oct. 8th, 2011 08:49 pm (UTC)
oh - sounds cool, thank you!
Sun, Oct. 9th, 2011 10:44 pm (UTC)
That project has kind of foundered. It was gonna be a short-short for the Circlet website. An always-on is someone who keeps their augmented-reality goggles on all the time. I liked the characters, but I wasn't able to get the tone to work like I wanted. I'll let it sit on the back burner for a while and see if anything happens to it.
Sun, Oct. 9th, 2011 05:03 pm (UTC)
Strange Enough. (What does it even mean for something to be sufficiently strange?!)
Sun, Oct. 9th, 2011 10:39 pm (UTC)
You've actually already seen it, Naj. It's one of my stabs at producing Real Porn stories to sell to magazines. Still haven't actually sent this one out, though, though I do think it's pretty good.
Here's the intro:
I got a call from Angela the other day. She's an old friend from college. She's one of those nexuses--people who seem to know everybody, everywhere. She said: "Do you know Gina?"
"I don't think so--Gina who?"
She told me her last name.
"Doesn't ring a bell. Online handle?"
She gave me a name. I was at my computer, so I dug up profiles on a couple sites. "No...we have a couple friends in common--in addition to you of course--but I've never met her. Why?"
"You want to fuck her?"
"Do you think she's cute? Do you have a couple free hours on Friday?"
I looked at the photos in the profiles again, more appraisingly. "Um, yeah, she's adorable. You want to set us up for some reason?"
"No, no. I want you to fuck her--anonymously."
"I'm intrigued and perplexed--tell me more."
"There's not a whole lot to tell," Angela said. "I happen to know that she has a big fantasy of being fucked by an anonymous stranger, preferably male. And she's visiting me this week, so I figured I might be able to make it happen."
"And I'm the strangest male you know?"
"You're strange enough, but not too strange."
"Um, thanks. So she has the fantasy. Do you know she's up for the reality?"
"She's at the table with me right now."
"Oh!" I took a moment to digest this aspect. "Then she knows who I am?"
"Okay, let me think about this. It's a bit unusual."
"Sure, how long do you need?"
"Okay, I'm done now. I want to do this."
Sun, Oct. 9th, 2011 11:29 pm (UTC)
Oh right! I just didn't recognize the title. I do recall liking that one!