Author has written 8 stories for Mass Effect, and Dragon Age.
I try to ignore them, but sometimes the voices in my head just won't go away.
Usually, when it comes to avoiding writing, the writing I'm avoiding is original or collaborative (or scholarly). However, like the neighbor's cat, sometimes I just can't help climbing into someone else's sandbox and leaving a little something behind...
Work In Progress
Okay, so a couple of things have really, REALLY messed up my updating. The first was a computer glitch. The second has been a life glitch.
The computer glitch, though costly in terms of lost writing, was over quickly. Recovery from it has been slow, not least because of the life glitch making it impossible for me to work, write, read anything longer than a few paragraphs, and really do much of anything.
I'm still dealing with the life glitch. It's better, but not completely worked out.
Stars Fade: After weeks of agonizing over Chapter 52, and within a paragraph of finishing it, my computer had a meltdown and I lost all work on it. Although I tried like hell to recreate it, the replacement chapter is a total loss, so I've just decided to call it and press on. Hopefully Chapter 53 will be better for everyone.
Sleep Without Dreams: Stupidly, I decided to work on the chapter after next, because I was having trouble figuring out how I wanted 12 to go. I've finally made headway on 12, and once it's done (hopefully by the end of next week) I'll be posting both 12 and 13. Two chapters for the price of one.
I'll Follow You: this has been the chapter from hell, people. From. Hell. I have written and edited and rewritten and am so close to finishing it... I even made myself move on to the following chapter to see if I could break the curse of Chapter Three, but no luck. It has not been abandoned by any means. It's just been a very hard chapter to write the way I want it.
The other two WIP haven't changed status at all. Back burners, when inspiration strikes, yadda-yadda...
The ME3 oneshot Worth Fighting For has been updated and will now be an ongoing ficlet WIP. Updates will happen as they happen - no promises. Really no promises, given my recalcitrant brain.
Eight Strangers. Good god, why I even started this when I had so many other WIP, I will never understand. I have no idea how often this one will update, although I hope to get to it now and again. The summary is crap for a reason, although it should offer a hint of where this parody fic is going.
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