Author has written 146 stories for CSI, Supernatural, Stargate: Atlantis, and Once Upon a Time.
, to "I don't like to write. I like having written."
"Of course it is in your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
Some fic recs, if you're looking for something beautiful and worthwhile to read -
UPDATE: I have begun playing around in the horrifying future laid out in the opening chapters of "Providence" - with permission, of course - and those fics are "Digging My Own Grave" and "For What It's Worth." There may be more down the pipeline; I'm really not in charge of these things.
both WIP multi-chaps by fans who love and respect canon and these characters, and who have put their own wonderful, delicious spin on the story. I can't get enough of these stories. Dig in, and you won't be disappointed.
UPDATED 7/31/18 - I'll be taking a wee little break for the month of August, to do some serious editing on a short story I wrote earlier this year, to possibly submit it for publishing. Then in September, I'll be back to wrap up the final two chapters of Be All Our Sin's Remember'd, and maybe even finish and polish one or two oneshots from seasons 5 and 8.
Be All Our Sins Remember'd - ten-year anniversary fic, will include one line from each of the 92 SPN fics I wrote in those ten years. EXTREMELY WIP, set between 11.03 "The Bad Seed" and 11.04 "Baby."
Atlas, which will eventually include a "chapter" that is a story inspired or driven by each of the fifty states. These stories will span the timeframe of the entire season, maybe some even falling pre-series, and will cover many genres, but will reside mostly in the drama/humor/hurt/comfort areas. I have a couple of thoughts beginning to form for a couple new chapters, for Colorado and New York.
Plus, whichever missing scene or episode tag strikes me as I rewatch DVDs. It happens.
I've started to drift into some original work - prepping for an original fantasy novel (possibly series) and entering some writing competitions. But I will always be here to write SPN fic!
I've been writing fanfic for more than ten years now, stretching my writing muscles for pursuing original ideas for screenplays, short stories, and maybe a novel in the (nearish) future. Cut my teeth in "CSI," played around in "Stargate:Atlantis," and found a home in "Supernatural." I'm in the beginning of what I'll call my second tour of this wonderful fandom.
I dabble mostly in humor and H/C, and with the exception of one AU challenge response fic, and the one-shot I wrote prior to the S8 premiere, will stick as close to canon as humanly possible. This is most assuredly NOT the place to look for smut or slash.
I'll always reply to a review, unless of course the site ate it and I didn't get an alert. So to all those whose reviews will be eaten - thanks so much for taking the time to read anything you may find here! And for all guest reviewers!!! Your support and feedback means so much to me!
This is a profile take over by Nova K Shepard (Nova42)
Sup? How y'all doin? Some words of wisdom to always remember.
One advantage of talking to yourself is that you know at least somebody's listening.
I believe if life gives you lemons, you should find somebody whose life has given them vodka, and have a party.
I know the voices aren't real, but man do they come up with great ideas.
Whatever you say can and will be used against you in a novel.
Friends come and go, like the waves of the ocean, but true friends stay, like an octopus on your face.
The older I get the more I realize there are no grown ups and nobody knows what the fuck they're doing.
I haven't eaten an apple in days. The doctors are closing in. My barricade won't last much longer. They are coming. Tell my family I love them. Erase my browser history. Not in that order.
If I had a dollar for every time I felt more emotion for a fictional character than people in real life, I could pay for the psychiatric help I obviously need.
In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Words of inspiration I stare at while I write, or try to...
"The artist committing himself to his calling has volunteered for hell, whether he knows it or not. He will be dining for the duration on a diet of isolation, rejection, self-doubt, despair, ridicule, contempt, and humiliation." - Steven Pressfield, The War of Art, a book that I recommend to ANYONE suffering any form of blockage in what they wish they were doing with their life, even if it isn't writing.
"You get ideas from daydreams. You get ideas from being bored. The only difference between writers and other people is we notice when we're doing it." - Galman
"I didn't want to start writing something of my own because to do that I'd have to start writing something. I love writing but I hate starting. The page is awfully white and it says, 'You may have fooled some of the people some of the time but those days are over, giftless.I'm not your agent and I'm not your mommy, I'm a white piece of paper, you wanna dance with me?' And I really, really don't. I don't want any trouble. I'll go peaceable-like." - Aaron Sorkin
"How do we move forward when we are tired and afraid? What do we do when the voice in our head is yelling that WE ARE NEVER GONNA MAKE IT? How do we drag ourselves through the muck when our brain is telling us youaredumbandyouwillneverfinishandnoonecaresanditistimethatyoustop?
Well, the first thing we do is take our brain out and put it in a drawer. Stick it somewhere and let it tantrum until it wears itself out. You may still hear the brain and all of the shitty things it is saying to you, but it will be muffled, and just the fact that it is not in your head anymore will make things seem clearer. And then you just do it. You just dig in and write. You use your body. You lean over the computer and stretch and pace. You write and then cook something and then write some more. You put your hand on your heart and feel it beating and decide if what you wrote feels true. You do it because the doing of it is the thing. The doing is the thing. The talking and worrying and thinking is not the thing." - Amy Poehler.
"Confess to yourself in the deepest hour of the night whether you would die if you were forbidden to write. Dig deep into your heart, where the answer spreads its roots in your being, and ask yourself solemnly, Must I write?"