See, here's the thing...

There's this really awesome Harry/Marcone fic being written over on Mafia Banter that is just awesome. And it's sort of killed my enthusiasm for my fic because of it's awesomeness. Because it's just so much better than mine! Wah! *makes exaggerated wailing sounds* I can only sit there and obsessively read it because it's, again, so great!

So I've been playing around with silly little fics and bewailing my lack of talent. Blargh. *whinemoan* I'll get over it. Perhaps I shall just write some pwp...

VICTORY IS MINE!

Yes, Murdock is saluting me! MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *mad cackling*

And now, I shall finish watching the commentary on my Psych dvd and then go to bed. And not look at this fic for a week. :D

I Amuse Myself

'Really, I'm surprised gravity stays constant with you around, Dresden.'

Murphy. I am totally picturing Murphy saying that one.

The 'Za Lord's Guard - Heraldry

I'm thinking a tommy gun and a wizard's staff on a field of pizza. :)

Hendricks

I need Harry to find out about how smart Hendricks is in my fic. I need this a) because it would be funny as hell and b) so I can use this line: 'It wasn't like finding out your dog could talk. It was finding out that not only could your dog talk, but that he was smarter than you and had just been playing along, waiting for you to catch up.'

Now if I could just figure out how this will happen. In the recovery period, certainly. But the exact circumstances escape me at the moment.

NaNo Update-y thing

I'm in the middle of torturing Harry. And I mean that literally. I'm keeping most of the actual torture off screen, because I think it's actually worse that way. Let the imaginations run wild kind of thing. I wanted to detail the torture at first, but it's not really...it's not the point. This isn't *that* kind of fic.

I already know, with the direction that the fic is taking that I'm going to have to go back and lay down some bits in the rest of the story. Things that will lead up to what's going to save Harry, and get him with Marcone.

PANICFLAIL!

OH MY GOD! I just had this moment of sheer fucking panic. I accidentally hit some weird combination of keys that just...froze my entire computer while I was in the middle of saving the DF NaNo fic! And there was this whole, SHIT! MY FIC IS GONE AND I CANNOT RECREATE THIS SHIT AT THIS LATE DATE! WHAT THE FUCK UNIVERSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And then I remembered that I was backing up the fic, so it was only the last 2,000 words that would be gone, maybe. Which would be bad enough. And then I restarted the computer and it was only the last two or three sentences, where I hadn't saved yet that were gone.

Lesson of the day: Save as you go, and don't try and type while half asleep.

Day 11

Oh good god. Look, boys, as fascinating as the whole discussion thing is, hello! assassins! slightly more important!

And then at the end of the fic we have sex. Wherein Harry has come twice, and Marcone just wants to get in there all ready!

Can we...can we get there, please? Foreplay's all well and good, but there has to be play at some point! Though what they've done does count as sex, don't get me wrong.

Day 10

I'm alternating between writing action in the middle of the fic and porn at the end of the fic. So on the one hand someone just tried to kill Harry, and on the other hand Marcone and Harry are having smexy times.

Is it weird that Harry still calls Marcone 'Marcone' in bed?

NaNo Week 2 - NO EDITING!

I have this terrible urge to go back and start editing. I know that there are parts that I'm not particularly happy with. Bits that I'd like to change. Places where I think that Harry might be a bit OOC.

I will resist this urge. Editing is for after NaNo is over. Then I can go back after taking a break from it, read and edit. Tighten it all up. Fix any OOC bits I notice.

And really, it's not OOC for Harry to sacrifice himself for the safety of others. It's just that he's doing it without blood shed this time, and for a far greater number of people. I think it's just bugging me that I want him to be Harry, but he also needs to not smash things into kindling. After all, he and Marcone wind up together in the end. I like to think of this as Harry being a grown-up and 'taking one for the team' a little.

Day 9

SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

I am strangely tired tonight. Luckily I just finished my word count and some change and will now go collapse into unconsciousness.

YAY!

Also I'm starting my Dresden Files reread and am tempted to analyse it chapter by chapter. Time consuming, yes. Worth it, maybe also yes.

Or maybe just character sheets?

Day 8

Broke the 16,000 word barrier!

Is that a barrier? I don't know. But I'm over 16,000 now and I think that counts for something. A hill of beans, perhaps.

It's 11:30 and I'm going to bed.

Oh! I'm listening to Turn Coat in the car. And I'm near the end and I had a thought. I won't say what caused the thought because despite the spoiler warning on the whole blog I don't want to spoil sanil for this stuff unless I have to! :o)

But here's the thought: Harry is, in some fashion, related to the original Merlin.

Day 7

Much work done!

Harry's all moved in, and hating it.

I know who my villain will be. I haven't put them on the page, but I know whose doing what to whom.

And I skipped way ahead and got Marcone and Harry to have sex. All is right in the world!

Days 5 & 6

Supernatural made me start late yesterday, so I wound up 200 words under the goal. But that was okay. I spent plenty of time writing today. :)

Marcone and Dresden got all magically bound together. I keeping joking that they got married. Which they did. They just don't quite realize it yet. I'm going to go read First Lords Fury now.

I've left Marcone and Harry on the front steps of Harry's boarding house. Harry doesn't want to move into Marcone's house. Marcone is making him. G'night.

dum dum da dum, dum dum da dum...

going to the chapel and we're gonna get maaarried. going to the chapel and we're gonna get maaaried.

Well. Sort of. Does it count if neither of them realize that that's how it's going to turn out in the end?

Also, when I bought that book of handfasting rituals a billion years ago? This was not the purpose I had in mind.

Marcone Is a Leader Of the Old School Variety

“You would be surprised to know how many of the great leaders of history started out as thieves and brigands. And many of them continued to be so even after they attained power. The world was not always as civilized and settled as it is today. People used to look for strength in their leaders. The ability and willingness to do whatever was necessary to defend the people they had taken under their protection. Under those requirements Baron Marcone is actually an excellent candidate for the position.”

Day 4 - 5 minutes to midnight

Dear Harry,

Yes, I did just tell you that you're basically getting married off to Marcone.

That is all. Good evening.

~~~

Everyone else:

What would be a good title for a wizard advisor? I can't brain at the moment.

When John Met Bob

"Harry, are you-" His voice cut off and there was a suspicious muffled noise for a few seconds. "Are you high?"

I let myself flop backwards to lay across the bed. This put Marcone upside down about a foot away from my head. If I didn't know better I could have sworn he was biting his cheek to keep from bursting out with laughter. It wasn't funny dammit!

"No." Hells bells that came out whiny.

"Then may I ask why you're sitting naked on my bed? With that skull you keep in your workshop?" I turned to look at Bob. How had he gotten in here?

"I'm *not* high." It seemed like a very important point to get across to him. I couldn't actually answer the question as to why I was on his bed or even how I'd gotten there since I didn't really recall much after the acrid smoke had filled up the lab. "Bob'll vouch for me. Go on, tell 'im!" The hell? Did that really just come out of my mouth?

I started to speak again, to stop Bob before he revealed himself but it was too late. Bob didn't get out much and he seized any opportunity for conversation with vigor.

"He's completely high. Off his rocker, toked up and feeling goooooddddd." Orange lights filled the sockets of Bob's skull and he whirled himself around, rucking up the coverlet beneath him in the process. "We had a little mishap with this potion for speed and invisibility he's been trying out. It's a new combination and Harry's got a little ADD going on in the first place. Patience is not his strong suit, you know? I think he added too much powdered dragonfly wing. I told him to go easy, but does he listen? Nope."

Marcone wasn't trying not to laugh anymore. His face registered surprise and if he'd been anyone else I think his mouth would have literally been hanging open.

"So you're the mafia boss, huh? Nice ta meetcha."

NaNo - it's not gonna be perfect the first time around

You will write drivel. Or as it's more commonly known, crap. It will be mixed in with the good stuff. 50,000 words in 30 days is a lot. Don't kid yourself that it's not. You're essentially just spewing stuff at the page sometimes with little to no regard for style, detail, super secret messages, all that. You're just treading water trying to keep your head up. That's what the editing process is for later. Once you've written the bloody thing and taken a break from it you get to go back and edit. Then you send it to a beta. Then you get to make corrections and maybe edit some more. And back to the beta. Add, subtract, rework. Your final finished and polished product might even wind up being under the 50,000 word mark. That's not the point. The point for NaNo is getting those original 50,000 words down. You can clean it up later. Get the ideas out there.

This Was the Runner Up Choice for My New Header & Day 3

Naked Harry or zombie T-Rex.

Decisions, decisions.

Sue won. Because she's a freaking ZOMBIE TYRANNOSAURUS REX! How do you compete with that?!

eta: Done for the day! And it's only quarter to midnight. Whatever. I got my words in.

Also, Hi Marcone! Nice of you to finally join the party. I need to go look up a description of you to make sure I got it all right, but I'm gonna leave that for tomorrow.