May. 2nd, 2009

kleenexwoman: A caricature of me looking future-y.  (Default)
so I guess I'm going to start archiving my fic, or at least the pieces I'm not too ashamed of. Even the shit from middle school, if I can stomach it. I had about six different pen names on Fanfiction.Net and half of them were horrible Mary Sues for different types of fanfic (gen, "dark", slashy, bizarre trolling, 3dgy Mary Sues, all sorts of things). Some of them got a LOT of attention. ...I liked the attention.

Does anyone else ever have the urge to make up all sorts of different pen names for different kinds of fic, like it'd just be unthinkable to have people know that the person who writes short, thoughtful little slice-of-life pieces and the person who writes multichapter sex-slave fics with lots of big throbbing cocks are the same person? Is this just me?
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
Now we're getting to the stuff I actually posted under my current name. I actually still remember where I wrote this one--my little brother had his hockey finals in Port Huron, Michigan, and our hotel was right on the river that separated us from Canada. After we took a late-night walk along the river, I stayed up late and wrote this.

Jay dies in it. What did you expect? It's Johnny the Homicidal Maniac.

Brain Freezy )
kleenexwoman: A girl in a pink bikini reading a book (Nymphet for books)
I wrote this for the One-Act Play Festival for my high school in 12th grade. I didn't know about it until the day scripts were due, when my English teacher mentioned that the festival had always traditionally had a parody of a classic work in it, and the drama kids had dropped the ball. I wrote this at lunchtime and presented it to her afterwards.

The production was a hit, and I wish I could find the videotape of it. I posted it on Fanfiction.Net (although it got taken down later because of their rule against script format stories), and the next summer, I got an e-mail from another high school who wanted to produce it. They even sent me a videotape of their performance, which also seems to have gotten lost in the shuffle from house to house. I'm sure they're around somewhere, of course.

The Parodie of Romeo and Juliet )
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
I happen to like retelling fairytales. When I was a little kid, I'd read books of fairytales and tell "modern" versions of them to my mom at night if she couldn't think of a story or if I wasn't patient enough for a chapter book. I would also tell her my modernized fairytales in the car when we were running errands. I am sure she got very sick of this after a while. This was the first time I realized that with fanfic, I had a new and receptive audience for this.

[1/2] )
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
I also really enjoyed having bad things happen to Jay.

[2/2] )
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
um oh god, I don't know what to say about this one. I remember being very impressed with myself about it after a friend posted a pretty amazing review of it on her Livejournal, and I almost don't want to re-read it in case I don't think it holds up.

It's...surreal. And involves RPS, or at least definite RPF that is in very dubious taste, and a lot of Philip K. Dick weirdness (not just "ooh, robots, and look reality has a little hole in it," I mean that Philip K. Dick actually makes an appearance in it), and I also put myself into it as a character for completely solid literary reasons, and there's a lot of mythology and neurology floating around in it making things even more complicated.


[1/4] )
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
Oh god I actually forgot that there's Jason Mewes/Jay in this. what the fuck was I thinking

[3/4] )
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
response to my story. It's locked :/ but I'm posting it for my own sake, I guess, because I sometimes still go back and read it and go "squeeeee :)".

[4/4] )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
This is the first "Back to the Future" thing I ever wrote. I had gotten in this weird passive-aggressive fight with someone who thought my ship of choice was morally abhorrent, and I wrote this and dedicated it to her as an extraordinarily passive-aggressive move, and she took the dedication at face value and got really mad. Good times.

I Palindrome I )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
Fun quiz: Name the songs I used lines from! [Extra credit: Find the cameo appearance!]

Time Is A Cumular Limit )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
I wrote this for a contrelamontre challenge. The title is from an Elvis Costello song. It only took me 82 minutes, which is fairly impressive when you consider that it now takes me several weeks to write a paragraph.

My Science Fiction Twin )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
[personal profile] drworm drew this little silent comic, and I just wrote a story to go along with it. ...I can't find it now :(

Stay Silent )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
This is a little overwritten, but I still am fond of it. Someone posted a fic with this same premise in the same community the day after, which caused some minor upset. Stuff happens.

Subtextual Homesick Alien )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
God, I wrote a lot of fanfic when I was 18. It's a wonder I ever got any schoolwork done. Anyway, this is more slash, George being gay and having sexual encounters with a bunch of different dudes (but it's not really all that pornographic), blah blah blah. This is also evidence that I was forming my own fanon even back then.

Days of Future Passed )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
I'm still proud of this one. I posted it a few days before my 19th birthday, and it took me a long time to write. I wrote it to question a lot of the assumptions people made about the ending of the series. It's not happy, and it's largely internal, and it was also a big hint that I had a definite preference for certain themes.

Time is a Wave and a Particle )
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
I wrote this the first time I got stoned. I met this girl named Storm in Sociology class, and we went back to her apartment and smoked up, and I convinced her to put on some Devo while we laid on her bed and wrote. I wrote two things, and this is the first.

DEVOLUTION )
kleenexwoman: Dr. Manhattan taking a hit from a bong. The background is stars.  (Doctor Bonghittin)
I think she may have put on Pink Floyd for this one. It remains the only thing I've written that's actually fanfic for "Re-Animator," although I've written a hell of a lot of things that were inspired by "Re-Animator".

DE VO LU TION )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
so yeah, this is furry fic. I wrote this for an April Fool's joke, but somehow it turned out cuter than I meant it to. It was also another volley in the most passive-aggressive fandom war ever--actually, you can assume that most of what I write for this fandom is. Doesn't make it any less valid, just adds another layer to the text.

You and Me Baby Ain't Nothing But Mammals )
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
I was writing more poetry than anything around this time.


joyride

and it turns out this piece of riced-out
silver shit can fucking fly

so i say listen there's no reason why
we gotta stay in this punk-ass town

only thing you got to look forward to is
buying a house in a field of dirt
kleenexwoman: The legs and shoes of three different people, looking as flirtatious as legs and shoes can be.  (Three pairs of shoes)
CONCRETE POETRY! THE SHAPE MEANS SOMETHING! ...I'm posting every part of this because even the fic header is pretentious and annoying.


#1 )
kleenexwoman: A picture of a man swooning girlishly against a wall.  (Strapping young bucks)
I was trying to quit smoking at the time. It didn't work very well, because I still really liked smoking. Now that cigarettes make me sick, it's been very easy to quit.

Cigarettes )
kleenexwoman: A caricature of me looking future-y.  (Cinnamon sees all)
This is my favorite piece of fanfiction that I never thought anyone would care about. I adore Cinnamon Carter, and someday I will explain exactly why this is. I'm pleased that I accomplished what I wanted to with this and that I did it without having to make any characters say anything about it.

Strike a Pose )
kleenexwoman: A picture of a man swooning girlishly against a wall.  (Strapping young bucks)
I wrote this for a "Guess the Author" challenge. The first person guessed it was me because of the spookiness and mythological background, which was impressive because at that point I hadn't written anything else for that fandom except for that "Cigarettes" drabble. My Livejournal tells too many tales for games like these, apparently.

The Pomegranate Affair )
kleenexwoman: A picture of a man swooning girlishly against a wall.  (Strapping young bucks)
I wrote this for an anonymous Secret Santa. Stuff like that seems to be the only thing that will get me to actually finish whole stories in this fandom. Anyway, the prompt that I used was "bureaucracy," and I couldn't figure out what to do with it, then the day I graduated I took some acid that I'd had sitting in the freezer for six months, and in the middle of the (rather disappointing) trip, I figured out what the story was going to be about. It worked that time, but I suspect this method may be a one-trick pony.

The Electric Espresso Acid Test )
kleenexwoman: A green face with its lips sewn shut.  (Zombie crush)
I wrote this for [personal profile] drworm when one of his rats died as a sort of weird little consolation story. See, there's this little finger critter in "Bride of Re-Animator" that I thought was really cute, and it got squashed, and I wanted it to find a home with someone I knew would love it and care for it.

The Hand )
kleenexwoman: A green face with its lips sewn shut.  (Zombie crush)
Another piece that was heavily inspired by "Re-Animator" but isn't quite fanfic about it. I wrote this to convince an ex-girlfriend of mine that we were not meant to be. It worked, but not quite in the way I planned. (But it still worked.)

All the Pieces )
kleenexwoman: A green face with its lips sewn shut.  (Zombie crush)
There was this kid in my Advanced Poetry class who idolized Charles Bukowski, and he liked to write poems about fucking girls and how he saw this broad with big tits in the post office or whatever, and he did this all the time, and I got really, really tired of it. He was a decent guy and gave good feedback, so I figured he wasn't a total tool, but might have not realized how bringing in poems about the same thing every week might have come off, so I wrote this and brought it in and mentioned that I'd been inspired by him and his poetry. He actually got it and thought it was hilarious, and then the class had a discussion about sex and sexism in poetry and different ways to approach those subjects. And the poem got published in the Central Review.

[When My Baby Got Back From the Wilds of Tibet] )
kleenexwoman: A caricature of me looking future-y.  (Default)
This is another assignment for a poetry class. We were instructed to write an ekphrasis, which is a poem written about another work of art, and I chose a picture by Zdzislaw Beksinski. Something about it just screamed "creepy apocalyptic Doctor Who poem."

The Doctor and his Companion Visit the Last Human City )
kleenexwoman: A green face with its lips sewn shut.  (Zombie crush)
I wrote this as a final assignment for Jeffery Weinstock's "Vampires in Film and Literature" class. It was an excellent class; we traced the development of the pop-culture vampire from "Varney the Vampire" on, and discussed the use of the vampire as a symbol and what it meant.

This is a Stephen King parody, and I've tried to replicate his typical protagonist and as much of his voice as I could handle.

Shadow Staking )
kleenexwoman: A girl in a pink bikini reading a book (Nymphet for books)
This was an assignment for my Shakespeare class--the assignment was to write a short play in which we invited five Shakespearean characters to a dinner party and had a conversation about the role of women. Since I hate writing myself into things (or did at the time), I substituted Doctor Who and Martha for me--anyway, they have a TARDIS and would be more likely to be able to run around time picking up characters. (The prof told me that he loved it and that I "really felt" the characters. \o/)

What a piece of work is man...and woman )
kleenexwoman: A girl in a pink bikini reading a book (Nymphet for books)
I wrote this for the Yuletide Treasure thing last year. I totally love this series, but for some reason, this is the only thing I've ever written on my own for it. Most of the squeeing and storytelling I do for it is with [personal profile] drworm over IM, and that's really how I like it. Even this was based off our conversations. I do think it turned out well.

Traces )

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