cjmarlowe

Stories written prior to 2008, in a wide variety of fandoms, can be found HERE. (Most) stories written in 2008 or later are listed here, because I've got a serious case of fail when it comes to updating my website lately, and honestly I think most people read on LJ anyway.

Fic: Supernatural | CW RPF | American Idol RPF
Ficlets: Supernatural | CW RPF | Leverage | Other Fandom

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Stories will be edited in as I finish them!

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This week sucks mightily, on a personal level. Which I'm not here to complain about or talk about right now, actually. I say this only because I've been very absent online today and I didn't want anyone to worry that I'd been eaten by tigers or marauding piles of garbage or something. (The second being more likely than the first these days.) I'm all right, just being quiet and dealing with things. <3

Happy 4th of July to all my American friends! And also, I completely failed to post on the first, so Happy Belated Canada Day as well! In my defense, I was out celebrating and things. :D

I seem to have a lot of free time coming up very soon (unless this other job pans out, which I really hope it will but I don't want to talk about it too much in case I jinx it), however I have about eleventy billion stories I want to finish. Probably more for my own reference than anyone else's, so nothing slips through the cracks, my current active projects to finish:

» AI RPF: Adam/Kris band au; Adam/Kris/Katy post-tour wonderland; Adam/Kris/Katy nail polish longfic; Adam/Brad kink bingo; Adam/Kris futurefic
» CW RPF: J2 meanttobe kidfic; Jensen/Jeff + Jared mpreg; J2 crop circles; Rosenbaum/Collins madness; emoporn
» Supernatural: Jess lives; Dean/Brooke crossover deliciousness; the adventures of Chuck and Castiel; Sam/Dean kink bingo; Dean/Castiel kink bingo; Metaphysical outtake
» Other: apocalyptothon (not telling); science made us do it (Eureka); Sheldon/Miriam kink bingo (Less Than Kind); Eliot/Hardison/Parker kink bingo (Leverage); femgenficathon (Murdoch Mysteries); William/Julia kink bingo (Murdoch Mysteries)

I've been thinking about talking about this since Christmas, and finally decided that June, being Pride Month in a lot of places, seemed like a really good time to do it. It's weird that I write everything up to and including kinky porn on the internet and I feel so awkward talking about this that it's hard to figure out how to get the words out.

( a coming out story )

Man, I know I have a lot of commitments for this summer/fall already, but I am so, so tempted by polybigbang. I mean, I love writing poly relationships, and I already have at least four options in mind, in four different fandoms. And it's only 10,000 words, which is really not that much (and which, if I do this, I will probably go far beyond). So, yeah.

Also, Adam and Kris interviewing one another is the most presh thing ever.

So I just got home from work and could not remember which key went in my front door. I have been so fucking fried tonight it's probably a miracle I even made it here and didn't wander off up some side street because I forgot what I was doing.

And it's not helping that it's over thirty degrees in my apartment. That's just not necessary.

I think I'm just going to cool off and then head to bed early tonight and start fresh in the morning. Afternoon. Whichever. Whenever I am once again able to string two thoughts together. :) Today was full of burnout but tomorrow is full of awesome. I've got some happymaking stuff coming up at TR and I think the only thing on my agenda is catching up with tags and starting the awesome and, like, reading.

Oh, and also, I remembered I have dentist wine! Though fahrbot is probably the only person who knows both what that is and why it's suddenly a life saver. XD

ETA:

Context: Liquor sales are regulated in Ontario and there's been a strike deadline looming (not to be confused with the municipal strike which means that garbage pickup, recreational facilities and provincial daycare services have been halted for the time being).

"The looming strike deadline of 12:01 a.m. Wednesday made for a manic day in the province's 600-plus stores, as people left with their arms laden with bottles and cartons as if preparing for doomsday."

Stay classy, Toronto.

Feeling so, so, so mentally and emotionally burnt out today. I think I need to settle in and work on some self-indulgent comfort fic for a while and just not worry about a single other person on the planet. I apparently need some recharging time.

ETA: And by self-indulgent comfort fic, I apparently mean Jensen/Jeff mpreg. Don't judge me. :D

I have no idea why, but every single day this week I've thought it was Monday. WTF? I guess that's a lot better than thinking every day is Friday and then being disappointed, but still.

So eudaimon arrived on Monday Tuesday morning, which has been lovely! Thanks to the layoff clusterfuck I didn't manage to get any actual time off while she's here, but I don't go in to work until late afternoon so we went for lunch on an outdoor patio the day she got here because it was a gorgeous day, then walked out to Bloor-Bathurst on Monday Wednesday and got caught in the rain, and then Monday today I got some laundry done and we grabbed lunch at Fran's before I went to work and she went shopping.

Also, there is this:

( photographic proof my girlfriend is awesome )

How gorgeous is that? I saw it on Etsy and mentioned that I loved it ages ago, and she surprised me with it when she arrived. XD

Work is slow tonight so I think I'm going to get some writing done, since I've already spent an hour or two catching up on a couple more SPN/J2 Big Bang stories. >.> I can't believe I'm writing fluffy knifeplay. I didn't even know there was such a thing as fluffy knifeplay until I started it.

Kink Bingo: Making CJ Do Things She Didn't Think Possible Since 2009.

Title: Metaphysical
Fandom: Supernatural AU, written for spn_j2_bigbang
Length: ~78,500 words
Rating: R-rated gen

Short Summary: In an alternate version of 1905 America, Sam and Dean hunt their way across a landscape of spirits and airships, demons and automata, in pursuit of their father and the demon who destroyed their family. (A steampunk reimagining of Supernatural season one.)

Long Summary: Three years after he turned in his horse and scattergun for frock coats and textbooks, Sam Winchester is tracked down to upstart Stanford University by his estranged brother Dean, who arrives with the news that their father has gone missing. His disappearance turns out to be only the first of a series of events that takes them all the way across an alternate America circa 1905, from the death of Sam's girlfriend to a haunting in Nebraska, from demonic omens to spiritualists to hijacked airships, and inevitably a long-delayed trip home.

John Winchester isn't anxious to be found, but his sons are convinced that the family is stronger together than apart and don't let anything stand in the way of their pursuit. Especially once they realize that pursuing their father means staying on the trail of the demon who killed their mother. A demon who isn't finished with the Winchesters just yet.

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Okay, I need some opinions if you've got 'em.

I'm working on my soundtrack for my Big Bang story, which I've already whittled down from the 900 or so songs I actually listened to as inspiration for it to about 35 songs, but I'm still trying to get it smaller (aiming for 20). My question is this: do I really need to do this? Is 35 songs too long for a playlist? It's obviously too long for a CD, or double CDs, but do people actually burn soundtracks/playlists like this to CD anymore?

Is anyone even going to listen to it? Am I thinking too hard about this? XD

Okay, it's 6:30 in the morning and I'm wide awake, and even for me this is pretty late. That coffee I went out and got about three hours ago probably isn't helping matters any, but it was oh, so tasty. I logged into my work email around five and took care of a few things, and didn't even really think about how insane that timestamp on the emails was going to look until after I did it.

I'm at the point where I'm wondering if I should just stay up now, but last time I tried to do that I ended up crashing at noon in spite of myself, and only getting a couple of hours of sleep before work.

This post has no real point, except that it's six-thirty and the sun's up and I haven't gone to bed yet and I can't seem to concentrate on any one thing for more than five minutes at a time. IDEK. Here, have a snippit of an RPF story I may or may not ever finish:

( some sort of post-apocalyptic thing I call the sleeper 'verse )


God. I think I might be a little punchy.

So I was in the shower and I suddenly realised I should make an LJ entry. Not about my shower, not that it wasn't a perfectly lovely shower, but it's been ages and I should probably actually remind people I'm a real human being before I start posting some random kinkfic.

My Big Bang is now at beta and I'm stupidly nervous. Usually when I'm writing something fahrbot has seen a million snippits of it before it's ever done, so I have some idea how it's going over, but writing this story has been really self-contained for me and it's long and suddenly I'm worried that it's terrible or something and I just didn't know it! Oh, my insecurity knows no bounds, I swear.

So I'm about three weeks out from my layoff now and my goal for this month has been to milk every penny out of my benefits that I can. Seriously, I've been to the dentist and finally got contacts and, I dunno, I wonder if I can squeeze in a massage or something. I mean, might as well, right? XD I'll hit the doctor too one last time before the end of the month to refill all my prescriptions to carry me through for a while.

And now I have about a dozen things I want to be writing and also, I really desperately want some new icons. So maybe that'll have to come first.

I feel a little bit like I failed at today, but I guess that happens sometimes. It wasn't even a particularly difficult day, as these things go. I just reached the end of it and realised that I hadn't really done anything. Except send my manager a detailed email on how best to replace me, which always feels good. Well, there's always tomorrow.

Except speaking of tomorrow, I thought I had a dentist appointment at 2:30, but no, it's 12:30. Which on my schedule is a huge horking difference. So now I'm all cranky about that, too. As if I wasn't cranky enough about going in the first place.

I think I'm just going to eat my pizza and write some more completely-pointless-and-self-indulgent high school AU and go to bed early. Perhaps that really is the best way I can hope to end this day. :)