Because I should be writing, and I'm not...

Three Books
1~ Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta."

2~ Faust by Johann Wolfgang Gothe
"The Ancient One I like sometimes to see, but not to quarrel with him, am always civil. 'Tis courteous in so great a lord as he, to speak so kindly to the devil."

3~ V for Vendetta by Alan Moore and David Lloyd
"'Give me a viking funeral,' you said. That isn't much. That isn't much to ask, after all you did. You came out of an abattoir unharmed, but not unchanged. And saw freedom's necessity, not just for you, but for us all. You saw, and seeing, dared to do."

So, Tiger tagged me to do this back in July, and it somehow got lost amongst all the other things on my To Do list. Besides, it's almost two o'clock in the morning, and I need to distract myself from the fact that I have to work tomorrow.

Five Things People (Probably) Don't Know About Me

1. I own an a coat that is worn only in cases of Extreme Writer's Block. It's absolutely ghastly: faux leather with faux fir trim, left over from my tragic 'goth' stage. I wear it only between the hours of midnight and five o'clock in the morning, and only when I'm smoking on the balcony. However, for all that it is a hideous reminder of Adolescence Gone Horribly Wrong, I am always attacked by plot bunnies while wearing it (not the cute rabbits that quietly munch on carrots, mind; the Monty Python rabbits with enormous fangs that kill legions of men in less than ten minutes). The Emergency Coat is solely responsible for Bad Faith, Always, and The Love Song of Sirius Black.

2. Although I am a devout atheist, I still attend mass on holidays at the request of my grandmother. Midnight mass on Christmas Eve was a tradition for us, and now that we're separated by thousands of miles, it makes her feel like we're still connected.

3. I keep paper journals. Then, I burn them.

4. I hate grape flavoured candy and soda. However, I have been known to eat a pound of real grapes in one sitting.

5. My most prized possession is an 1864 edition of Milton's complete works.

Also...

6. I plan to begin releasing The Love Song of Sirius Black into the wild on October 31st.

You can blame thank tiger_lantern for telling me about this.

Translated from English to Dutch, Dutch to French, French to German, and German back to English.
The original text, from Spoiled:

Lucius withdrew his fingers from Draco’s arse so slowly that even Severus’ nerves protested, and the boy whimpered when at last his father’s fingertips slid out of his body. The older Malfoy lifted his hand to his son’s lips, sliding both fingers into Draco’s mouth with a wicked smile, and the debauched little angel stared straight into Severus’ eyes as he closed his lips around them. Lucius withdrew his fingers from Draco’s mouth just as slowly as he had from the boy’s arse, and his son caught the fingertips of his father’s gloves between his teeth as Lucius slid his bare hand free from the soft leather.

And the translation:

Lucius has withdrawn so slowly is the fingers Draco arse of that even the nerves of Severus protests, and the boy cried at this time on the last finger summit of his slipped father of his body. Older Malfoy waived its hand at the lips of its threads, on which the two fingers slip badly in the mouth of Draco with mouse, and debauched little angel, who is specified directly in the eyes by Severus, there it the lips around them is closed. Lucius has withdrawn only so slowly is the fingers of the mouth of Draco, since he had arse of the boy, and its the summits of the finger of the gloves of its father have threads imprisoned to go in its Lucius teeth only its naked hand of the tender leather enough slipped.

( Specified directly in the eyes by Severus )

these questions are about the fic that you've personally written, but feel free to reference other people's stories. the more slash the better!

1) favorite completed fic of all time
Bad Faith (SS/LM)
It may be my favorite because it's the first multi-chaptered anything that I've ever actually completed (which is quite important considering the stack of notebooks filled with abandoned novels that teeters precariously on my bookshelf). In essence, it marks the profound moment in which I realized that I am actually capable of finishing something longer than a short story, and that quiet little epiphany is to blame for the obscene amount of writing (both fan fiction and original fiction) that has followed its completion.

2) most intense
This question is a little bit harder to answer. Bad Faith is probably the most intense for the people reading it, but Different (SS/DM) was definitely the most intense to write. I think the main reason is the setting of the story. Santa Ana season and the fires that usually accompany it both spark a strange energy in Southern California, and I think viverra_libro explained it best when she described the "restless waiting" that seems to hover in the air. For those of you who have experienced late summer here, it shouldn't be a surprise that I am at my most inspired (and most neurotic) when the fires are raging and the winds are blowing, and trying to capture that feeling to explain it to those of you who haven't experienced it brought back so many memories that it was almost like August again. But it was more than just trying to capture that feeling, and it was more than just a slash story- I think it was me coming to terms with the fact that I'm half in love with the city I despise (which seems all too appropriate for the characters involved). Different was a story whose telling involved a lot of pacing, a lot of smoking, and a lot of staring at the starless sky over my apartment building, wishing for hot winds and ash.

3) most fun to write
I Wager (SS/DM/HP)
I've really had myself a right good time writing I Wager, even though it's recently taken a completely different direction than I originally intended. It's fun to write not only because of the dynamics of the characters involved, but because it keeps evolving in ways that I never expected it to and I don't feel the urge to keep it constrained to the limits of my original outline. Judging from the reaction I've gotten to it, you all have just as much fun reading it as I do writing it, and I'm very glad of that.

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