First of all, thanks again for the birhday wishes and truly inspiring pictures. Yowzah. You guys more than rock. You guys are the indestructible alloy that go on rockets.
I've shared with you all before that I've struggled with depression and there have been some pretty intense things that have been happening at work and home that have taken me out of my safe place. I want very badly to write and get some of these things out, but unfortunately the images I see aren't good and I just can't subject you all to that. I know, as a reader, I enjoy the angst to a certain degree, but I guess I just don't have to courage to face anything worse than what the original BBM story gave us. And well, real life, with regards to Heath. I regret, very much, that my absence has strained friendships that I've formed. I just want you to know I do keep my promises, and I know waiting most definitely sucks. But I'm OCD enough to absolutely finish what I start, no matter what.
That all said, life is actually pretty good right now. My medication is helping, my marriage is strong, I'm focusing on my health and I have an excellent support system that rallies around me at the drop of a hat. What's more, my hubby and I are going on a Southern Caribbean cruise in two weeks. Hopefully this will help me recharge the jets.
Well, that's all from Auntie Em. I treasure this journal so much, herein lies a triumphant world for me, thanks to all of you. I just want you all to know.
Much love....Auntie Em
- Location:home
- Mood:
peaceful - Music:No Air - Glee Cast
Hello friends!
I know this journal has been dry, dry, dry. Kinda tells you where I'm at, to be honest. It's not a shortage of ideas...just time and energy that's causing the drought.
Anyways, just wanted to let y'all know I participated in the BBM Drabble Caledar and my month was August, so it's now posted. The amazing
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liseron provided the artwork. There are some truly excellent drabbles and artwork in the whole caledar, so please do check it out if you've missed it. Here's the link: http://community.livejournal.com/artsy_wI miss you guys, and all my characters, written and unwritten. Sam talks to me regularly and says the darndest things! Please stay well and enjoy your summer.
Love, Auntie Em
- Location:home
- Mood: peaceful
- Music:Tonight's Gonna Be a Good Night - BEP
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 10. For those who haven't just keep reading and you'll figure it out. Basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Also, for some reason my LJ cuts aren't working so I'm really sorry for spamming your inboxes.
So there you have it, folks, our little dribbles have come out of their cocoons and become full blown drabbles. *sniff* These dribbles just grow so fast, don't they? Thanks for playing along, it's been fun. Please see my longer note at the end...
Smut: (Bank Shot)
“Harder!”
“Shh! Stewardess is coming.”
“She ain’t the only one.”
“Not yet!”
“Oww! Handle with care!”
“Not coming without me!”
“Goddamn. Okay.” (with resignation) “Fix the blanket, then.”
“Shh! Or you’ll wake Sam.”
“Oops,” (wickedly) “I dropped something.”
“Better check under the blanket, then.”
“Mmm.”
“That’s right. In flight snack.”
“Goody. Cocktails and nuts.”
“Yes…just like that.”
(Suddenly the passenger beside them wakes up.)
“Is slurping quietly an option here?” (says Sam, the passenger)
“No!” (to the mound in the blanket) “Don’t stop!”
“Yes! No more slurping!” (says Sam)
“No! I’m gonna…”
Sam: “Eeew. Slurps sound better than swallows.”
(Jack sighs contentedly then grins at Sam, wiggling his eyebrows.) “ My turn to slurp.”
(Jack goes under the blanket and Ennis pops up for air.)
“Hey,” (to Sam) “You’re awake.”
“You think?”
“Sorry.”
“Riiight.” (glances down at action under blanket.) “Slurpy time again?”
.
Ennis: “Nope.” (groan.) “Swallow time.”
Sam: “Yuck!”
(Jack pops up from under the blanket)
Jack: “Nope, yum.”
(Sam makes gagging noises. Jack grin at each other contentedly, then shake hands.)
Jack & Ennis: Thank you, come again.
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Damn.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry I slipped.”
“Was the soap.”
“And because you were drilling me like an oil rig.”
“True that.”
“Freakin’ good angle, though.”
“Could be a personal best.”
“Oohhh, yeah. Didn’t know you were that flexible.”
“I’m not….that’s why I slipped!” (chuckles) “My life flashed before my eyes!”
“And?”
“Wouldn’t change a thing.”
(Share a kiss.) “Yeah…except…”
(In unison.) “No more soap!”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
“Gotta good friend who stuck by him during rough times.”
“He does.” (gives Ennis a kiss.) “Reminds me of you.”
“Who? That young pup?”
“You gotta good heart too, Ennis, underneath all that rough.”
(Ennis fiddles with the popcorn bowl.) “Only you would say that.”
“Only you would let me.”
“You’re the real hero here. You never gave up. Never.”
(They kiss and things become heated.)
“What about your show?”
“Forget it. That’s what TIVO’s for. “
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
“You try anything, we’ll spook the horses for sure.”
“Damn.”
“Okay, I’ll be good. Just…closer… Please?” (Jack walks his horse slowly forward. He stops a foot away, his cock standing proudly.)
“Like this, Ennis?”
“Yeah, wonder if you taste as good as you look?”
(Groans) “You just gave me shit for looking at you funny!
(Ennis begins to walk his horse closer.)
“And what are you doing? You said you’d be good!”
“I lied.”
(Ennis brings his horse up along side Jack’s then leans forward, still astride his horse, to take Jack’s cock in his mouth.)
“Yep. Knew I could find your startle point.”
~ Finis ~
Friends:
Thanks for clamoring for more of the Bank Shot boys. I will confess, I'm facing a dilemma with that story because Sam has kind of become bigger than Jack and Ennis. It's kind of like Heath in The Dark Knight, he basically outshines everyone else. Don't give up, though, I am trying to see my way around this. Plus, I've seen the ending of that story, so, if nothing else, you'll eventually get a few chapters that will give you a conclusion. If you have any one-shot ideas for this story, I'd love to hear them!
Also, I was truly shocked when I accidentally forgot to unlock Round 6 and had people I never heard from before asking to be friended. I will reiterate that I have no intentions of ever locking my journal. However, you might want to friend me if you really do like my stuff because sometimes I don't post story updates on Brokebackslash. To be honest, often times if I only get a few comments on something, I kind of think it was a dud chapter and only my friends are reading my stuff and they're only doing that to be kind. So, if you're reading, you might want to let an author know you're reading, or tell them what you like or don't like. Believe me, I'm not saying this to pimp comments. I'm just saying, if I know there's an interest in something I'm writing, it keeps me motivated to continue. That being said, I appreciate all my readers, whether they comment or not. You're helping me live out a dream. Peace - Em
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 9. *Sniff* Tomorrow's the last one. If you're just coming up to speed on this, basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Also, for some reason my LJ cuts aren't working so I'm really sorry for spamming your inboxes. I hope you folks have your dribble bibs on....
( Round 9 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Damn.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry I slipped.”
“Was the soap.”
“And because you were drilling me like an oil rig.”
“True that.”
“Freakin’ good angle, though.”
“Could be a personal best.”
“Oohhh, yeah. Didn’t know you were that flexible.”
“I’m not….”
……………………..
“That’s why I slipped!” (chuckles) “My life flashed before my eyes!”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
“Gotta good friend who stuck by him during rough times.”
“He does.” (gives Ennis a kiss.) “Reminds me of you.”
“What? That young pup?”
“You gotta good heart too, Ennis, underneath all that rough.”
(Ennis fiddles with the popcorn bowl.) “Only you would say that.”
“Only you would let me.”
….
“You’re the real hero here. You never gave up. Never.”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
“You try anything, we’ll spook the horses for sure.”
“Damn. Okay, I’ll be good. Just…closer… Please?” (Jack walks his horse slowly forward. He stops a foot away, his cock standing proudly.)
“Like this, Ennis?”
“Yeah, wonder if you taste as good as you look?”
(Groans) “You just gave me shit for looking at you funny!
----------------
(Ennis begins to walk his horse closer.)
“And what are you doing? You said you’d be good!”
</div>
TBC tomorrow...
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 8...holy canoli, are we already at Round 8? Wow. If you're just coming up to speed on this, basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Also, for some reason my LJ cuts aren't working so I'm really sorry for spamming your inboxes. Let the dribbling commence....
( Round 8 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Damn.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry I slipped.”
“Was the soap.”
“And because you were drilling me like an oil rig.”
“True that.”
“Freakin’ good angle, though.”
“Could be a personal best.”
…………………..
“Oohhh, yeah. Didn’t know you were that flexible.”
“I’m not….”
……….
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
“Gotta good friend who stuck by him during rough times.”
“He does.” (gives Ennis a kiss.) “Reminds me of you.”
“What? That young pup?”
“You gotta good heart too, Ennis, underneath all that rough.”
………..
(Ennis fiddles with the popcorn bowl.) “Only you would say that.”
“Only you would let me.”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
“You try anything, we’ll spook the horses for sure.”
“Damn. Okay, I’ll be good. Just…closer… Please?” (Jack walks his horse slowly forward. He stops a foot away, his cock standing proudly.)
“Like this, Ennis?”
“Yeah, wonder if you taste as good as you look?”
……………..
(Groans) “You just gave me shit for looking at you funny!
TBC tomorrow
- Music:Live Your Life
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 7. For those who haven't just keep reading and you'll figure it out. Basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Also, for some reason my LJ cuts aren't working so I'm really sorry for spamming your inboxes. I hope you enjoy today's dribble selection....
( Round 7 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Damn.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry I slipped.”
“Was the soap.”
“And because you were drilling me like an oil rig.”
….
“True that.”
“Freakin’ good angle, though.”
“Could be a personal best.”
----------------------------------------
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
“Gotta good friend who stuck by him during rough times.”
“He did.” (gives Ennis a kiss.) “Reminds me of you.”
“What? That young pup?”
…………
“You gotta good heart too, Ennis, underneath all that rough.”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
“You try anything, we’ll spook the horses for sure.”
“Damn.”
“Okay, I’ll be good. Just…closer… Please?” (Jack walks his horse slowly forward. He stops a foot away, his cock standing proudly.)
“Like this, Ennis?”
……………
“Yeah, wonder if you taste as good as you look?”
TBC tomorrow
</div>
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 6. For those who haven't just keep reading and you'll figure it out. Basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles.
Oops, I forgot to unlock this Thursday night so I guess the double dribble is coming today. Sorry....
( Round 6 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Damn.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry I slipped.”
“Was the soap.”
……..
“And because you were drilling me like an oil rig.”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
“Gotta good friend who stuck by him during rough times.”
…………………
“He does.” (gives Ennis a kiss.) “Reminds me of you.”
“What? That young pup?”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
“You try anything, we’ll spook the horses for sure.”
“Damn.”
………….
“Okay, I’ll be good. Just…closer… Please?” (Jack walks his horse slowly forward. He stops a foot away, his cock standing proudly.)
“Like this, Ennis?”
……………
</div>
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 5. For those who haven't just keep reading and you'll figure it out. Basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Also, for some reason my LJ cuts aren't working so I'm really sorry for spamming your inboxes. Here's today's dribble du jour.
( Round 5 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
……..
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Damn.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry I slipped.”
“Was the soap.”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that lame show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
……………
“Gotta good friend who stuck by him during rough times.”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
……………
“You try anything, we’ll spook the horses for sure.”
“Damn.”
………….
</div>
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 3. For those who haven't just keep reading and you'll figure it out. Basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Have a good day!
( Round 4 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
………
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
…………………
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
………..
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
</div>
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 3. For those who haven't just keep reading and you'll figure it out. Basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Have a good day!
( Round 3 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
………
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that lame show all night?”
……………..
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
…………
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
………..
All TBC tomorrow.
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: I punked this idea from
fizzerbass here's her original post on whatever pillaging she did The Teefing Began Here . The premise is: write ten categories of fic (au, first time, etc.) in ten words or less. After my original post here Fizzer challenged me even further to complete the Microfic Bits until they were full drabbles. So I worked on these and was planning to start Round 2 around Valentine's Day but got derailed. So...to keep this long story long...sheesh this preamble is like longer than this whole freaking round...I chose four entries that were not canon to expand. I will add to these for the next nine days until they are full drabbles. New entries are in bold, stuff in brackets don't count towards the word count. Have fun! ( Round 2 )
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
……………..
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
</div>
Also, thanks to all of you for your comments on that bit of fluff I posted on Valentine's Day. I wish I could reply individually to each comment because they mean so very much to me...but I figured it was more important for me to beta some of the stuff waiting in my inbox. Who wants to read a reply when they could read slash? Especially slash written by the amazing authors I'm lucky enough to beta. Or...maybe even more bits of fluff written by little ole me. So I will definitely reply to your comments next time. *winks* Until then, thanks again for your words of encouragement and support.
Love ~ Auntie Em
Pairing: Jack/Ennis
Notes: My intention was to do a drabble series, expanding on that 10 word Microfic thing I posted...but I wanted to have all the drabbles written already then post 10 words a day. Unfortunately things didn't work out, time wise, because my manager at work took bereavement leave and I was covering for her. Plus I, myself, lost a close friend last weekend and I'm now co-ordinating the music for her funeral.
I did have a chance to get this little bit down, from the AU section of the Microfic, while I was sitting at McDonald's the other day, having a tea and a muffin. Since Valentine's Day is a very special day on this journal, I couldn't let the day go by without posting something! So...lucky you, you're getting all 100 words in one shot. I do plan to give a few of the others Microfic ideas the same treatment so watch this journal for more....
( Valentine's Day Drabble )
Genre/Rating: BBM, various genres, soft R?
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in OC and Dance universe.
Notes: I punked this from
fizzerbass, here's her original post on whatever pillaging she did The Teefing Began Here . The premise is: write ten categories of fic (au, first time, etc.) in ten words or less. I just used her prompts. I think a few others have jumped on ye olde bandwagon. So I figured, what the hay? (Hay, get it, wagon, ha ha, I just crack only myself up.) So here's what I did on a beta break. Umm, I did cheat a bit and only counted contracted words as one word. The stuff in parentheses is supposed to not count . ( Ten BBM Tidbits )
- Location:home, yay!
- Mood: calm
Winter
The cold bites bone deep
My breath like clouds before me
Empty, your clouds are gone
Spring
New life comes over, under
Scent of green and rich earth
The breeze your whisper
Summer
Transfixed, in the dark
My eyes see the glory
You are brilliant
Fall
Leaves fall on the ground
Dry to wet to earth again
Breaking down, like me
Winter
Snow blankets the land
Protecting life hidden deep
Only...cover me
- Location:home, but not for long
- Mood:
sad
My new job will be as a Program Co-ordinator at an autistic children's home. (Right now I work with dually-diagnosed adults.) This position is a lot more challenging because these kids are strong and can definitely put me in the hospital, and I've got a crap load of responsibility, but it's 9-5, no weekends, so I will finally get a chance to eat and sleep normally, which will make a huge difference for my physical and mental health.
Hopefully, once things settle down, I can get back to doing some writing again. Although I haven't been completely slacking off, because I'm still actively doing beta work which I LOVE.
Well that's a little update on Auntie Em and this side of the rainbow. Wishing you all well.
Much love, Em
Genre & Rating: Canon/AU, rated NC-17 for cussin.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Summary: This is the epilogue of The Dance, which takes place after Ennis and Alma's divorce. Ennis has moved to Kansas and is trying to find a way for him and Jack to be together. The road is bumpy and uneven but each small step brings both Jack and Ennis closer to the dance. Prior chapters are here .
A/N: This is unbeta'd. Mostly because one of the things a beta gives up is the rush of seeing something new come up without having worked on it. I thought it might be nice to have this one come from just me and the Dance gang.
So much has happened since I first started this story, some good, some bad. We have lived this together, you and I. Thank you.
( The Dance: Epilogue )
- Mood:
grateful
Genre & Rating: Canon/AU, rated R for explicit sexual content.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Summary: This is the final chapter of The Dance, which takes place after Ennis and Alma's divorce. Ennis has moved to Kansas and is trying to find a way for him and Jack to be together. The road is bumpy and uneven but each small step brings both Jack and Ennis closer to the dance. Prior chapters are here .
Dedication: This is dedicated to my betas, Kathy (in the beginning), Elizabeth, and especially Christine who has been with me from start to finish. They say it takes a village to raise a child. So it is with a story. Your fingerprints are all over these pages and I thank you for leaving your mark.
A/N: Well, folks, on behalf of Jack, Ennis, Nick, Janie, Lureen, Bobby, Alma, Junior, Franny and even Brego, I thank you for reading this version of their story. I hope I did them justice. They, and you, are forever in my heart.
( The Dance: Chapter 21 - Blackbird, Fly )
- Mood:
accomplished
Just want you all to know the last chapter of The Dance and the Epilogue will most likely post by the end of this week. My betas are sinking their teeth in them first. Thought I would give folks a heads up in case they want to re-read past chapters or want to catch up.
Thanks for your patience. The Den has been quite busy as I've been working on many stories in this fandom as a beta so I'm sorry for the delay in getting this out to you.
Much love to all,
Auntie Em
- Location:under two feet of snow
- Mood: calm
Genre & Rating: Canon drabble, dead!Jack.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Summary: This is how Ennis copes with this time of year. I finally wrote a real drabble, only a hundred words. Sorry it's sad, had to get it out, though, because it was stopping me from doing other things. Unbeta'd.
Falling Back
He dreaded this night. This night, above all the others.
Sure, there are other nights that open up the wound. Nights that could have been milestones if Jack wasn’t lost to him: his birthday, Jack’s, the anniversaries of the last time he saw Jack alive, and the day he received the postcard.
But this night. Well. This night left him bleeding and raw, unable to staunch the flow of grief that brought him to his knees, falling back into a pit of regret and desolation.
Tonight everyone around him turned their clocks back…and he hated them for it. Stupid people. Nothing can turn back time. Not even love.
- Mood:
crazy
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