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I wrote fic! Maybe not the fic I was supposed to be writing, but whatever.
Finding Out True Love Is Blind (One Tree Hill - Nathan/Brooke/Haley - R - 2571 words) It happens in the girls' locker room, of all places, and all Haley can think is that she's suddenly become a cliché. Spoilers up to mid-season three.
Written for
talumin, who requested Nathan/Brooke/Haley fic for his birthday. Which, um, was in March, so this is unforgiveably late. But it's finally finished, and only a few months before I have to write another one. Hooray!
I was kind of stalled on this for ages, but a few days ago I sat down and wrote almost the entire thing in one sitting. Which was not so great for my hand or my back (possibly I should stop writing everything longhand?), but was pretty awesome nonetheless. This sudden burst of inspiration can probably be credited to three things:
a) My Brooke/Haley fic being recced on
crack_van. That fic was actually the catalyst for
talumin's request, and it's a fic I really love, so rereading it helped a lot.
b) My recent resurgence of One Tree Hill love. One of the reasons it took me so long to write this was because I really hadn't been into the show for a while, but the last few episodes (which have been a vast improvement over the beginning of the season), coupled with beginning a rewatch of season one, made me love it all over again.
c) Holiday ficathon deadlines. It's not like I'm dreading those, really, since I'm reasonably on top of everything, but they do make writing anything else seem like a fun deviation.
So, the fic is done, finally, and I'm totally excited, because it's my birthday tomorrow! I'm celebrating by giving out fics or other fannish goodies, so if you want to request something (please do!), just ask me here. I also plan on drinking ridiculous amounts of cheap, girly, fruity "champagne" and watching more One Tree Hill, and it's going to be awesome.
Finding Out True Love Is Blind (One Tree Hill - Nathan/Brooke/Haley - R - 2571 words) It happens in the girls' locker room, of all places, and all Haley can think is that she's suddenly become a cliché. Spoilers up to mid-season three.
Written for
I was kind of stalled on this for ages, but a few days ago I sat down and wrote almost the entire thing in one sitting. Which was not so great for my hand or my back (possibly I should stop writing everything longhand?), but was pretty awesome nonetheless. This sudden burst of inspiration can probably be credited to three things:
a) My Brooke/Haley fic being recced on
b) My recent resurgence of One Tree Hill love. One of the reasons it took me so long to write this was because I really hadn't been into the show for a while, but the last few episodes (which have been a vast improvement over the beginning of the season), coupled with beginning a rewatch of season one, made me love it all over again.
c) Holiday ficathon deadlines. It's not like I'm dreading those, really, since I'm reasonably on top of everything, but they do make writing anything else seem like a fun deviation.
So, the fic is done, finally, and I'm totally excited, because it's my birthday tomorrow! I'm celebrating by giving out fics or other fannish goodies, so if you want to request something (please do!), just ask me here. I also plan on drinking ridiculous amounts of cheap, girly, fruity "champagne" and watching more One Tree Hill, and it's going to be awesome.

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I've been wanting to request something but I still haven't thought of anything yet *g*
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