f you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).




watpantyAU: Which was why he was a little - a lot - confused as to how he came to be sitting at his desk, desperately trying not to squirm in his lacy, baby blue panties.

wat gothicAU: Leaving London to tutor two children in the wilds of Northern England had been his decision, yes, but it hadn't truly been his choice.

wat/hp xover: Every kid swore up and down they couldn't remember being taken from school or how they got to Grand Central Station, but that they had been held by masked and cloaked men who didn't do anything to them but chant in a foreign language and shoot off fireworks.

skycaptain tattoo fic: Frankie had found him in one of the more disreputable areas of Honolulu and she had hosed him off and tucked him into a cot next to Joe's hospital bed without even blinking.

skycaptain BJ story:  His face is dirty and streaked with the occasional smear of oil and Joe doesn't know if the tear tracks are from finding what was left of O'Brien or from trying to force himself to ignore his gag reflex to swallow more of Joe.

ncis post-twilight AU: Tony had sounded off and if it weren't for the fact that a month ago he'd had the <em>plague</em>, Tim would have brushed it off as the result of a day of travelling to and from Kate's funeral.

ncis 3some: Tim was man enough to admit that he froze when Abby and Ziva had both slinked off the couch and started to stalk him.

atlantis!city of the future: John stared in fascination at the vintage posters lining the walls of ZPM Technology's reception office.

tim/dawn/jim office epic: When Jim stood up so quickly at the sound of her voice that he knocked over his chair and said, "Dawn?" like he didn't understand that she was real and standing right in front of him, Pam hated everything in the world.



I think there's more hidden somewhere, but those are all just notes and ideas.

Jesus.