ON – 4th Night – Pt 2 is up!

First, thank you very much for all your kind words and concern.  You guys are the best readers any fanfic writer could ever ask for and you’re mine-all mine-all mine!!  Ok, and other writers’, too…but that’s not the point… 

Srsly, thank you – I really do appreciate you.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! 4th Night, Part 1, is up!!

Hope you guys had a fantastic Christmas and that your New Year will be filled with all things good and happy!! 

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The One Night Outtake is up!

Get it while it’s hot!

Thank you for all the lovely comments and reviews on the last Part!!  I feel bad for not taking the time to reply as I normally do (which I love doing), but time was limited and I wanted to get this Outtake finished and up while the FLM was cooperating.   (*She said “Hi”, btw…well, it sounded more like “send coffee and salty, buttery crab legs”, but I’ll interpret it to have meant a greeting instead…bossy little snot…)

Now, like with most of my fics, this outtake (it’s about the size of two regular chapters in a regular fic) has both funny and more serious stuff.  Let me know what you think, though.

Anyway, hope you enjoy:

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Also, Pt. 6 of One Night, The Third Night, is up!

So yeah, the FLM decided to cooperate with me for once (I think she just wanted the cherry o’cream cheese pie, honestly, since she’s not usually that willing to work with me and she has a terrible sweet tooth).  Hope you guys have had/are having a fantastic Thanksgiving and/or Thursday!

Enjoy, and as usual, let me know what you think.   The Alka Seltzers are beside the sink.  *Sorry, just ate too much…

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There was other stuff I was going to write here but, well, I forgot what it was.  I’m sure it would have been super-witty and/or thought-provoking, though.  Have a good one, and enjoy the slightly shorter Part, lol.

~Mer

An “I Yet Live” Teaser (One Night – Third Night – Last Pt.)

The Plan:  I hope to have this Part finished in time to post it tomorrow as a Thanksgiving treat for those of us who, you know, do Thanksgiving, and as a (hopefully good) read for those of us who don’t.  Either way, everything goes better with gravy, right?

Now, usually when I dare to make a plan, things tend to go nuts – sometimes in a good way, other times…not so much  That’s why I tend to NOT make plans, but yeah, that’s where I’m at with this next Part.   This last portion of the Third Night will be somewhat shorter in that it covers a shorter amount of time (nights don’t generally last forever even though I seem to make it look like they do)

To tide y’all over until I can hit that lovely Publish button, here’s a teaser.  As usual, it isn’t likely to change all that much (if at all) between now and when it’s officially posted, but then again, ya never know.

Anyway, here – BE TEASED, READERS MINE!

As Eric crossed the threshold into his Maker’s home with his new telepath close by his side, a certain overview of his actions occurred to him.

So here I am…a vampire well over a thousand years of age…a vampire who has achieved that somewhat rare status by being cold, hard, wary…  Ok, ok, suspicious, devious, and more astute than potential and known foes…and yet…yet I am purposefully escorting a mortal…a fucking part-fairy mortal…into my Maker’s home…and I have only known the delicious little mortal for not quite three nights now.

And she is delicious…but that wouldn’t be worth the potential threat if she had ill-will toward us in her heart.  At least there’s a bond…helpful, that… Something about her…don’t think she’d be a threat, not to our existence anyway… But still…

Brilliant, Northman…way to uphold my Maker’s teachings about security…an unglamorable telepathic mortal at that…  *snort*  Well, considering that said Maker is holding the door open for me to bring her in…basically makes it his fault, right?

Yeah, I’m totally going to blame this one on my Maker.  He’s good for it…

“Fairy nice to meet you” indeed…

Ancient brat.

Eric couldn’t decide if he was surprised or not with how Godric, his shockingly old, shockingly powerful Maker, was by all accounts glad to receive not just him (justifiably, of course), but the girl as well.  He had even gone out of his way to lightly – even playfully – test her mettle with his own particular…peculiar, to some…brand of mischievous theatrics which, to his pride, she had passed with those proverbial flying colors.

To make the evening even more surreal to the vampire, the very young mortal girl by his side had oddly few trepidations about entering the home of such an ancient vampire.  There were some, of course…just not nearly as many as would be considered normal in his esteemed opinion. His hand on the small of her back served to soothe what misgivings did surface but he sensed far stronger emotions than fear.

Curiosity?  Oh yes…lots of that…some fatigue…but no more than expected for a mortal soon needing her rest…but true fear?  *pfft*  More humor than that…

That slight nervousness he’d felt from Sookie had swiftly changed to comfort at his touch, and the speed with which his hand merely caressing her lower back had soothed her pleased him in a way he couldn’t immediately identify.  However, given that he was growing accustomed to such unanswered questions, he chose to ponder the vagaries later.

He glanced down at the back of her head as he politely allowed her to precede him – she barely come up to his collarbones, but her presence seemed so much larger.

As safe as he knew his Maker to be in this current situation, she was wise to…

Even innate bravery is wise to quail, however briefly, at the thought of entering into the dwelling of such an ancient…remarkably aged…like a fly easing into the spider’s web…  Godric…spider…should I introduce him to the one that lives in Sookie’s grandmother’s kitchen?  They both excel at watching from a distance. 

Ah, Sookie…  Will I have to tell her in small words that vampires are dangerous to mortals?  She knows this, of course, how could she not, but she treats us as fellow humans.  Perhaps that is part of her charm?  Perhaps it is a certain charisma? According to my Maker and both her sweet scent and taste…  Fairies do have a form of influence…  Thank Odin she’s using her powers for good…

Once in the large foyer, Eric automatically closed the door behind them and watched with bemusement similar to what he felt from Sookie as Godric raised Tina’s carrier to peek at the cat.

Although the old man had grabbed the old carrier from the porch, the son knew the father was distinctly aware of the vagaries of thought plaguing the son’s mind about the fairy freaking hybrid said son was escorting into said father’s house.

The smug pings from the father told the son so.

So yeah, there’s that.  Remember, it might change, it might not…blame the FLM (I do).  I ***hope*** to have the Part finished in time to post it tomorrow, but we’ll see.  No throwing things at me if I don’t… I’ll cry and I can’t type for shit when my eyes are all blurry…

If nothing else, have a fantastic Thanksgiving if you’re celebrating, and have a fantastic Thursday if you’re not!  😀

~Mer

 

1 Night-3rd Night-Pt. 5: NOW WITH MORE GODRIC is up!

Also with added Berts…

YES!! You read that right:

There is a Sigebert, a Wybert, AND A GODRIC in this Part…yes, THIS Part!! 

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One Night, Part Whatever, is up + OMGODRIC, YOU GUYS – THANK YOU!!!!!

Keep in mind that you guys are not allowed to yell at me because I’ll cry and get all red-eyed and snotty (srsly, I have a terrible cry-face), ok?  (ThisparticularNightwillhaveaPart5.)
(IfItellyoulikethisitsoftenstheblow,right?)

Pack a lunch.  And dinner.  And some snacks.  Oh, and you guys may wanna take notes as you go – this bad boy is…you guessed it…hella long.  You’ll see why I stopped it when I did.  It’s also why it took for fucking ever to get it out to you, too. (FLM told me to say that.)

So…you lovely readers who like long reads will be in Heaven.  You lovely readers who don’t…can take several breaks – just remember where you left off…  This Part happens within a relatively short time and contains funny-ha has, seriousness, a gasp or two, mountains, correct pronunciations, a Pam, a cat, a ‘vette, and maybe a couple of cherries (Eric refused to verify).  Proceed with vigor!  😉

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Now:

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OMGODRIC, YOU GUYS – THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!

When the fantastic Missingjasamalways commented to tell me to check out the YWB winners…I did…AND THEN I SCARED MY DOG SQUEEEING!  (Yes, “squeeeing” is too a word.)

Thanks to you fanfuckingtastic readers AND VOTERS!!!, I won 8 Awards!

That’s eight.  E.I.G.H.T.  7 + 1.  ***—>  8  <—***  ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

That is 8 (EIGHT!!!) more than I’d had a hope to win, y’all, and it’s all because of YOU.  Did you see how fierce the ‘competition’ was?  (And by “competition” I mean that we’re not actually competing against each other – we may not all be best buddies but we’re hella more likely to support each other than not because there’s no NEED for any competitive feelings in our luscious fandom.)  There were so many amazing writers and amazing stories and you guys voted for me!
THANK YOU!!!

Can I brag now??  *pfft*  Given ALL the AMAZING talent represented in these awards, hell yeah Imma brag:

First and foremost considering the new Part linked above, here is the one for One Night:  PINS AND NEEDLES, Y’ALL – PINS! AND! NEEDLES!!!  THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!

Hit Me With Your Best Shot Award – Best One Shot

The Hybrid Award – Best Crossover

Rollercoaster Award – Best Angst / Drama / Cliffhangers

The Saucy Award – Best Sookie  (Woot!!  Go Sookie!!  Yeah, I’m totally seal-clapping here…oops, sorry for any flashbacks…)

The Flying Monkey Award – Best Villain  (*mwahahaha*)

Who the Hell Are You Award – Best Original Award  (Yay for Sevrin!!!!  He totally just grunted a thank you…FLM will verify!)

And last but hella-certainly not least:

EricIzMine Award – Favorite Author  (Ok, this one made me tear up a little/lot – you have no idea how very much I appreciate this.)

Really, thank you so very much for all the love.  It means the world to me that you find time in your day to read my words and let me know what you think, but that you even take the time to cast your votes for me blows my socks off.   (You did know I’m naked under my socks, right?  NO BLUSHING…!) Now go read and enjoy, and know you’ve made me very happy!

~Mer

 

Happy Friday’ing – STC, Ch. 31, is up!

Because you’re not here to listen to me blather on about whatever (well, ok, you kind of are, fanfic-wise at least…), here’s the chapter link first:

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1 Night, etc., Part 3 is up!

DON’T YELL AT ME – I’LL POUT. 

This particular night in this story just… keeps… growing.  And growing. 

Srsly. 

NOW this poor little Third Night is up to a projected total of ***4*** Parts (possibly 5 depending on how mouthy everyone is during the next Part)…and that’s not even including Godric’s bit!   And I totally blame/credit Eric.  Dude’s mouthy when he wants to be.  He has lots of words and sometimes enjoys using most of them.  (And maybe Jason a little, too.  He counts a little, right?)

But yeah, instead of having y’all wait even longer on ‘the next Part’, I’m posting this now.  I mean, it’s over 8,000 words worth of Eric-centric fun and games and yes, the wee spider is still all fine and dandy, so there shouldn’t be any/much yelling.  If there is, Imma be pouting…and possibly glaring depending on the moon phase/how much coffee is in my cup.

Anyway, here, and I hope you enjoy.  Mandatory “don’t forget to vote” and last-posted links linger lackadaisically below the linky-pic.  Happy reading, leave a review, and tip your server.

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Reminder that voting in the final round of the 2016 YWB Awards ends on Oct. 17th at midnight.  So, um, GO VOTE and stuff.

One Night- Godric’s Part

STC, Ch. 30

One Night – The Third Night – Part 2

Moon, Ch. 35

EN: ATS, Ch. 19

Decisions, Ch. 38

Go forth and conquer…or read, whichevs – your choice…

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YUP, THAT, & a short TEASER

It’s been bizzy over here in Meridian-ville, which among other things is also good for those of you who enjoy my scribblings.  So…in this ‘issue’ we not only have the YUP and the “don’t forget THAT I posted these things that WP may not have informed you of” bit, but…there’s also a TEASER for the next Part of One Night.  And I am totally evil-grinning over here, too, cause I know what happens in this chock-full Part…

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Two-fer to make your Monday a better place, I hope!

Welcome to the only official Monday of this week!  For better or for worse, aren’t you glad each week only gets one Monday (usually)??  Hope you have a great one – now, on to:

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Happy Friday! Notice of possibilities…

Happy Friday – hope everyone has a fantastic weekend!! 

Other than that, this post is mainly to ask who all might be interested in, say, Godric’s thoughts?  Maaaaaybe…a mini-Part, possibly a Part 2.5, that might-just-maybe be posted on Monday God willing and the creeks don’t rise?

Maybe? 

(I have trees falling around my house for no valid-to-me reason so it’s a valid-ish concern…validly…)

So —– let me know if you want a peek into Godric’s mind/life?

And, one last thing before I do the princess wave:  I posted this little piece to the blog sometime last week.  It’s NOT AT ALL fic related, but kind of suits the changing of the season.

Click the pretty pic, and y’all have a great weekend!

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One Night – The Third Night – bla bla IS UP!

Ok, this Part is NOT as much of a major time investment as some of the others have been (think “snacks”, not “lunch, dinner, and snacks”).  Now, compared to ‘normal’ chapters yeah, it’s still long – THERE IS AN INTERMISSION, or rather, an “INNERMISSION” (you’ll see)…, but this Part isn’t as much of a saga.

Barely.

It’s still well over 5,000 words, so, yeah, NO GRUMBLING. 

And, on THAT note, this “Third Night” will have – repeat: will have – 4 Parts (now).  (Later? WTF knows…I’m just writing it as it goes, kind of, mostly.  And Eric’s a mouthy swot.  Damn spiders.) Yes, Godric is still going to magically appear during this Third Night, toward the end, just as always.

Why, you might ask, is this Third Night going on so long?

BLAME.  ERIC.

Dude’s mind is…yeah.  If you’ve been following this saga, you know.

It may-might-maybe also be a bit my fault…lots of things happen during this highly eventful Night.  Lots of shit be goin’ down, as Lala (sadly, not in this fic, at least, not yet?  Who knows…) might say.

So anyway, here ya go.

(And yes, I am totally evil-snickering over here cause I know what happens “now” and what’s gonna happen “then”.)

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Read, like, review, send coffee and donuts (a grilled cheese with 4-minute fries wouldn’t go amiss…), maybe a pickle or two, whatevs…

 

One Night – The Third Night – Part 1…is up!

This is not a drill.  Repeat:  this is not a drill.

Both the clock and the FLM have miraculously cooperated so have at it and let me know what you think:

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Poll Bitnez, Not Chapter Yet (so ignore if you’re busy)

Man, you ladies (and gents? We have any gents in the house?) should be writers yourselves!  Your fantastic suggestions have been fun, interesting, and inspired – very creative and imaginative and I can totally see some brilliant backstories being thought up for so many of those names.  Really, people – go pick up a pencil or a keyboard and get to it! 

GO DO WRITE-Y THINGS WITH THOSE AMAZING IMAGINATIONS, PEOPLE!!!

Now, I don’t know if the poll will close on its own or not – damn thing is smarter than I am – but as of (glances at watch) right now, poll-wise Seb’s in the lead with Richard trailing along in eventual second place. 

But…I’m loving EVERY ONE of the suggestions in the comments!  I should have known better than to pull a poll because now I want to use ALL THE NAMES.

*grumph*  Dude may end up with the longest name in the history of fanfic naming conventions…Well, it IS Texas…and things are always bigger in Texas…

Oh, and here’s the deal about dear ol’ Stan Davis.  Many of y’all mentioned that he was the King of Texas (I ran out of time to reply to individual comments…sorry), and that’s kind of what I’d thought, too – and we were all right…sort of:

In SVM, Stan Davis was the vampire Sheriff of Dallas who does, eventually, become King of Texas much later in the book series (wiki says in book 7), but during this “time frame”, he’s not the king (yet) – still just a Sheriff (which is Godric’s job in the TB version that I’m mostly going with). It’s annoying that the ‘current’ king’s name wasn’t ever given (that I can find at least).

But in TB (where I’m basing the majority of this story), Stan’s just Godric’s mouthy, aggressive lieutenant and to my knowledge no name for the king of Texas was ever given there, either.

So…there’s that, hence this…

Anyway, as for the next installation, I’m already 4,200~ words into it and I’m not even at the half-way mark yet.  Lots of things happen in this Part and apparently these things require lots of parts of speech.  For comparison, the previous Part was around 8,981~ words, give or take.  Warning:  This installation is en route to becoming a monumental bastard with about 12 pee breaks, 2 dinners, and a vacation suggested.

I’m tempted to edit what I’ve written so far as a “”Part1a”” and post hell out of it tomorrow or something.

So that’s where I am.  And if you noticed that I didn’t mention which name/names/conglomeration of even more names I’ll be using, you’re right! *evil grin* You’ll just have to read on…and on…

Hearts and mosquitoes (cause I’m tired of dealing with the fuckers – I mean, really, “Fall” is supposedly scheduled to make its way here on Thursday and it’s still 88*F outside at *checks watch again* now ffs),

~Mer

COME AND GET IT!!! One Night – The Second Night – Part 3 is up!

And…it’s a biggie, longer even than Part 2 was (just without all the Eric/contract bored frustration).  Sorry for all the wordage…be sure to pack a lunch…and maybe a dinner…but hey, there IS an Intermission, so…there’s that?  *side eye*

Obligatory reminder: Awards/vote/nominations/something.

Now, GO READ!  ENJOY!  LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!

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Just a wee teaser from my desktop to your…

…whatever you read this on!

Yes, I yet live!  *gonna imagine lots of celebratory noise here*  Summer has been summering right along and taking beaucoups of my time along with it but now that GLORIOUS AUTUMN or FALL or PRE-HALLOWEEN or HALLOWEEN or PUMPKIN or PRETTY-LEAF SEASON (or whatever) is finally (thought to be ever-so-slowly, eventually, hopefully considering we’re still having highs in the 90*s) approaching, in theory I should have more time to write, maybe, hopefully.  (I gotta be all hedgey or the FLM will just laugh at me and flitter off like she loves to do.  She can be a little bitch that way.)

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One Night – The Second Night – Part 2 is up!!

This post is long, but first things first:

Okee dokee – here’s the link to One Night – The Second Night – Part 2.  It’s…it’s a doozy.  Approach this chapter with caution and coffee. And trail rations.  That bad boy is LONG and yes, I am ABSOLUTELY blaming Eric.  He’s big and broad…he can shoulder the blame…

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Reminder:  Nominations are open in the You Want Blood Awards.   Go, nom…um, nominate (oops…Mr. C’s corn chips made me munchy), spread the love, etc.  Mainly, just have fun supporting our fangtastic fandom!

Here’s the link to the blog post where I (oh-so-kindly ’cause I’m fangtastic like that) listed the fics and categories that I might be nominate-able for (is too a word…now…): THE BLOG POST

Recently posted chapters (listed because we all know how notices on Worpress sometimes go):

DECISIONS – CHAPTER 37

ANDRE – FINAL CHAPTER/EPILOGUE (Yes – it’s finished!)

EN: ATS, CHAPTER 18

STC, CHAPTER 28

Aye, that’s enough for now.  Go read!  😀

~Mer

PLOT TWIST…or rather…TEASER!

Ok, One Night – The Second Night – Part 2 is taking a bit longer to write than I had anticipated (mainly because I’ve also been working on Decisions, Moon, and STC…and also because I can be a bit wordy…sorry…), but it WILL BE ready to post in the next day or three, give or take…God willing and the creeks don’t rise…

In the meantime, here’s a wee teaser to tide y’all over:

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With extreme reluctance Eric gave into the demands of time and slowly descended to land near the bottom of the steps leading up to Sookie’s porch. The Dae Cataliades’s sedately lawyer-esque vehicle was parked close by, his faint odor leading to the front steps Eric was oddly loathe to mount, and the sounds and scents of the remaining Were guards drifted through the wooded lands surrounding the old house.

Fury briefly spiked his blood.

Fucking Alcide off hiding in the bathroom chatting up one of his literal Werebitches while leaving Sookie unprotected… What if I hadn’t been there?  What if Compton had managed to…  Mangy flea-infested bastard will pay…

It took a second for Eric to refocus.

The contracts that would be discussed that night wouldn’t necessarily provide Sookie with immediate physical protection and he needed to secure more and better guards who were actually responsible enough to warrant his trust.

Obviously that pathetic mutt would rather spend his time chatting on phones in bar restrooms than doing his fucking job, but that other one… Tray?  Trey? However the fuck he spelled his name, he might be far more qualified.  He’s a loner, too, not overly affiliated with any one pack, so logistics wouldn’t be an issue.

Signed contracts would, however, vastly increase Sookie’s future security, as they would be both legally and, possibly, magically binding, but having his arms filled with her warm, soft form noticeably dimmed his enthusiasm for the upcoming discussions.

To his inner satisfaction, Sookie didn’t seem to be in any hurry, either.

She might have stepped away from him when they landed but, he noted smugly, she hadn’t stepped far.  His arm was still draped across her back and she wasn’t shrugging it away.

Content to let her set the pace, his arm sank to her waist and was far more “resting” than “leading” as they ambled toward that first riser.

He noted when a curious look crossed her face, and on the third step she stopped and looked up at him although he was still on the first. Her expression was now somewhat disturbed.

When she rose on her tiptoes, he graciously leaned toward her.

“Eric, I can tell someone is in there with Gran and I know it’s bound to be that lawyer, but I can’t make out his thoughts. They’re like a mix of radio static and white noise. I’ve never heard anything like that before.”

He kept his features neutral but inside he grimaced.

Damn. Trust the Dae to have odd brains… This is not the time to have to explain about a new species. I have to tell her something, but how do I tell this sheltered little babe in the woods that those woods are a hell of a lot more crowded than she’d ever guess?

He stared into her eyes with his mind still racing.

Oh, hey, Little Red Riding Hood, guess what – not only is the big bad human-wolf hybrid a thing that exists, but demons are real, too! And there are fairies and witches and maenads OH MY! But never fear, you get to meet a demon in three…two…

Yeah. That would work.

Standing as they were with Sookie two steps…

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So…are you teased now??  Lol, let me know what you think, and fingers crossed the rest will magically appear soon.

~Mer

 

 

Due to popular demand…

Due to popular demand and many bribes with delicious (albeit virtual) coffee (some kind soul even mentioned donuts…), I present:  One Night – The Second Night – Part 1… 

Yes, ladies and gennelmen, you read that right:  One Night has been revived. 

Naturally updates will be irregular as time/muse/weather/etc permit, but at this point I have roughly three “parts” parsed out for their Second Night – all filled with things that have to happen before they can arrive in Dallas.

And yes – spoiler – they will be going to Dallas…where the Godric is…  (You’re welcome!)

Yes, I said “Godric”.  GODRIC GODRIC GODRIC…  Godric.  😀  (You should know by now that I’m in permadoration of my version of him…)

Whew…ok…so there’s that.  Now:

UPDATES ON THE OTHER WIPS:

Andre:  I’m about half way through that final chapter.  I’d gotten well over 4/5ths the way through an entirely different version when I decided it didn’t suit so I scrapped the entire mess and started all over again.  It’s a writer’s prerogative I sometimes gleefully (ok, and at times tearfully, other times begrudgingly) employ.  Andre heartily approved.  He told me so.  Of course, by this point he’d probably tell me the sky was pink if he thought that was what I wanted to hear just to get the damn story told, lol. 

STC:  *evil grin*  Things are progressing well – I’m about 1/3rd through the next chapter.

Moon:  Ditto…maybe a little more.  Yes, Sookie is still eating the weirdest combination of foods you can (try not to) imagine.  Eric is still being very polite about it all.  Sevrin grimaces.  Often.

EN: ATS isn’t up for another chappy yet, and we’re not discussing Decisions.  Nope.  *plugs ears*  I can, however, say with full confidence that Godric is not wearing shoes, and in all probability *checks watch* lacks clothing, too.  Cara fully approves.  

Ok, so –  w/o further ado’ing, enjoy:

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A WHERE-I-AM PLUS A SEISMIC THANK YOU

(I started to type this in all-caps so it would appear that I have more energy than I actually do but the constant need to correctly capitalize sentence starts and proper pronouns just made it look stupid so fuck that.  I’m tired.  There.  I mumbled it sorta out loud.)

First of all I want to thank my FANTASTIC, BRILLIANT, WONDERFUL, AMAZING, AND DID I MENTION FANTASTIC? readers for all your VERY much appreciated love and support of the new story!  Y’all have absolutely blown my (invisible, because it’s hot here) socks off with your comments and likes!  As you know I love replying to comments – it gives “us”, the reader and the writer, a great way to touch base with each other, plus you (the collective ‘you’) are such great fun to just chat with, too.  I love being able to do that.  Sadly, between lack of time and feeling like a bulldozed watermelon, replies to this last chapter of ON will have to wait.  Hence, this broad “thank you”.

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Now, the five current WIPs all have bits and pieces in the process of being thrown together, and the epilogue/potential (PO-TENT-TSHEL) “future nights” for the (Awww, man, if I go with more nights I’ll have to change the name won’t I?  I dunno…not if I just do the odd night – the odd “one night”- here and there?  Fuck it, I’ll pull a Sookie and deal with it later) now-complete-but-maybe-not story is shimmering around in my oddly-vast brainbox.  

Now for the “but”…cause there’s always an ass involved…

Thing is, I’m one of those people who are sometimes very negatively impacted by the inflammatory response caused by sugar.  Yup – plain ol’ sugar – brown, white, turbinado, cane, beet…you know:  sugar.  As I’m T2 diabetic I usually don’t eat very much of it at a time anyway, so my tolerance to it nosedives.  Then if I, say, give in to the ‘need’ to bake a, say, peach cobbler with, say, too much brown sugar (hey, it’s cool when it caramelizes on the top!) then, say, eat too damn much of the damn thing, I pay like fuck for it for the next couple days. 

As you MIGHT can tell, it, shall we say, “negatively affects” my mood (any laughs that escape my cobbler-hole sound like a death warning), and Advil can only do so much to help negate the aches and pain response.

Dread may have a little bit to do with my desire to remain under my bed, too – my birthday is May 5 and GUESS WHAT:  I get to have a motherfucking ROOT CANAL on that day.  So yeah, the me of me is not a happy fucking camper.

Yay – the tooth will in theory stop fucking hurting.
Boo – it will involve a root canal. ..on my damn birthday.

Oh, and before anyone suggests that I ask the dentist for pain relievers to last from now till then, let me remind you that I live in the “”glorious”” Bible-Belt south where all medical personnel are far more afraid of “”enabling drug addicts”” than they give a damn about those of us in actual pain. Yhep, drug addicts are far more important than pain-ridden patients and doctors, dentists, and whoever the fuck else fearfully and with collapsed balls worship their beloved restrictions to an insane degree.  I vote we direct every ache and pain to those assbastards who would rather regulate against people in pain because they prefer to worship/”protect” damn drug addicts.  I have nothing either for or against drug addicts but damn, don’t make ME suffer because of their shit.

(I may be somewhat biased based on the amount of Advil I’m shoving down said cobbler-hole but GAWD FORBID doctors/dentists around here miss an opportunity to let someone hurt…)

Tolja I was in a shitty mood.  Hopefully after this next week is over I’ll feel more human/humane…nah, I’ll still be in a shitty mood…just might be able to better front it.  At least I never claimed to be all nicey-nice, though, right?

So, yeah, that’s where I currently am.  Have a better day. 

Who wants One Night, Part 4?

Ok, so, here’s the last part of the “one shot” formerly knows as “The Night Eric Northman’s Life Changed Forever”. 

I’ve achieved what I set out to do:  explore the ramifications of what could happen if one action were taken – of how lives and tides and futures could change so drastically – in the process of one night.  Because Eric took the initiative, so many lives have been positively impacted:  Godric, Sookie, Gran, and hell, even Tina *seriously* benefited.  And then there’s Eric himself; he’s now in the process of gaining independence from the queen, reconnecting with his Maker, getting rid of Compton, and ending that desperate boredom.

And that’s not even touching the subject of a romance with Sookie.

Now, I’ve heard some chatter that a continuation of sorts wouldn’t be hated…and bits of scenes have been wandering through the hallowed (hollowed?) halls of my mind off and on so there’s definitely material for at least an epilogue of sorts (and we know how I can get with those bastards…), so there’s that.

Plus Godric.

There’s “that”, too…

Anyway, let me know what you want.  I make no promises but I’m not saying never, either…but keep in mind that my writing time isn’t infinite and I do have (*cries a little*) five other WIPs to complete (and Andre is mean-glaring at me, too…impatient bastard).

Enjoy the Part, and lemme know what you think.

One Night

One Night, Part 2 is up

It had been my glorious intention to post a chapter of one of my WIPs (work/s in progress) along with this second part – the way I did with the first part but probably either Decisions or EN: ATS – but I’m a sick puppy so it ain’t happenin’.  I don’t know when a new WIP chapter will magically appear, either, so I’m going ahead and posting this anyway.

I’m sorry. 

I become almost comically irritated when writers start a new story or a new series while their on-going WIPs or series languish away all dusty and forgotten for months…so I try REALLY hard not to do that to y’all. 

So far I’ve managed to either stick with one-shots (that actually remain one-shots) or one-shots that grow to gigantic proportions but are complete BEFORE I post that first Part (as with BNP), so there’s that at least.

That being said:  HERE!

One Night

Also, don’t forget that awards season has descended upon our fair heads:

*Voting in the Fanatic Fanficts Multifandom Awards is open and doesn’t close until May 2, 2016.

*Nominations are open once again in the You Want Blood Awards for a couple more days (it states they’re open for a week and it was posted two days ago).  I’ve been asked if people can nominate more than one story per category but I have no idea since I haven’t had time to investigate the nommy form yet, but surely so?  I mean, our fandom is graced with some fantastic writers, more than one would fit per category I would think?  I dunno…my face hurts.

That’s all, folks.  I’m gonna go whine at my cats (they care, don’cha know…hey, delusions aren’t necessarily a bad thing when you’re all hurty) about allergies and shit.  Fucking spring. 

(Yeah, I’m on meds but not the kind that make me not hurt, dammit, because  doctors are pushed to/would rather pander more against drug addicts than actually give a fuck about their patients in pain but that  rant will have to wait.  It’s a good rant, too…I’ve had it before.)

TWOFER: The Moon, Ch. 33, and New Story, all in ONE NIGHT…

See what I done there? 

The “thank you” story written to thank readers after gaining my 500th site follower…several followers ago since I’m slower than molasses…was originally titled “The Night Eric Northman’s Life Changed Forever” but that was quickly changed to “One Night” (hella shorter).

Anyway, to keep your reader-y eyes (and comment-y fingers) busy, here’s a tow-fer:  a chapter of The Moon and the first chapter of One Night.  Enjoy, and let me know what you think!

As always, never beta’d, etc.

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One Night

(Yes, there are intermissions in Night – each chapter will probably be a “1 pee break” length, unless you’ve had kids, then it might be a 2-peer…)