I lack an 'overwhelmed by ideas' icon.
Mar. 25th, 2010 08:25 pmYou will have to settle for drifting leaves.
And technically it's less 'overwhelmed' and more 'sabotaged by stupid tired arm and brain' and 'stupid, stupid stories.'
Listing literally off the top of my head, I could tackle:
the high points of Swallow's Tail (which would eat about 14 of my remaining prompts across three lists but cliffhanger the fuck out of people)
the Wild Roses dragon arc (which would get twenty odd prompts but as it is a major thread through the first war and a partial thread through the second, it'd be a little upsetting to write and read)
the bloody Baroness Two Rivers, again, and still, argh (killing a bottle of wine with the Bard would help, I imagine, but yargh, part 1's at nine thousand words and still needs work . .)
Death and the Pedlar (that thing with the Morrigan and Jean-Baptiste Pellisser, which is currently two parts and is likely more like four in final form, and more like ten thousand words instead of nearly-five)
or Some Kind of Love Song, expanding and properly linking the already-written beginning first third or so of the arc (I'd just have to ignore my lack of knowledge of manor houses and political dynamics)
or, y'know, something else entirely that decides it needs to devour my monkey skull and all my brainmeats.
Feh, say I.
And technically it's less 'overwhelmed' and more 'sabotaged by stupid tired arm and brain' and 'stupid, stupid stories.'
Listing literally off the top of my head, I could tackle:
the high points of Swallow's Tail (which would eat about 14 of my remaining prompts across three lists but cliffhanger the fuck out of people)
the Wild Roses dragon arc (which would get twenty odd prompts but as it is a major thread through the first war and a partial thread through the second, it'd be a little upsetting to write and read)
the bloody Baroness Two Rivers, again, and still, argh (killing a bottle of wine with the Bard would help, I imagine, but yargh, part 1's at nine thousand words and still needs work . .)
Death and the Pedlar (that thing with the Morrigan and Jean-Baptiste Pellisser, which is currently two parts and is likely more like four in final form, and more like ten thousand words instead of nearly-five)
or Some Kind of Love Song, expanding and properly linking the already-written beginning first third or so of the arc (I'd just have to ignore my lack of knowledge of manor houses and political dynamics)
or, y'know, something else entirely that decides it needs to devour my monkey skull and all my brainmeats.
Feh, say I.