I hope to get My Tears Will Wash Me Away updated sometime this week.
In new and unusual experiences, at least for me, someone did a podfic on one of my stories, Irresistible. which happened to be a Valentine’s Day story for last year. It was super cool to be asked. First time! Check it out if you are interested, https://archiveofourown.org/works/62883922
Speaking of Valentine’s Day, there will be a flash up Friday.
And as you will note at the end of that flash, I am thinking of returning to my weekly Flash Fic Fridays. In the beginning I did those and then I started doing more and more and it just became too much for me. But I think I can do Flash Fic Fridays again.
I’m personally okay and in an area where, at least at the moment, the winds have calmed a bit (though not gone). The solution these days for the power companies in this state is to shut off power if there are fire threats. I am fortunate in that we have kept our power on. My sister who lives in my city has not been so fortunate. Her power has been off more than 24 hours. She’s been to my house a few times to charge her stuff, get away from her freezing dark house, etc. She is here now. Not sure when her power will be restored.
I am well familiar with a number of the businesses that have burned down off the PCH in Palisades/Malibu. It is heartbreaking. Many people have lost their homes. Historical sites that have existed for over a hundred years…gone. It is hard not to cry.
I am also familiar with the Altadena/Pasadena area where whole neighborhoods are gone. These are not homes on hills, just ordinary neighborhoods found in Any Town, USA. It’s why it’s so absolutely shocking and horrific. 5 people lost their lives trying to save their homes. I just have no words when I see the pictures.
And the fact that evil people try to take advantage and steal from those folks is unconscionable. There is a special place in Hell for them.
My niece lives near the Hurst fire but it seems the fire dept is keeping that one well-contained and away from homes. My nephew lives in Hollywood, but that one also seems to be okay now.
It’s been a traumatizing few days. I likely won’t be writing anything until next week and I know you understand.
Hope everyone had a good holiday if you celebrate and of you celebrate other holidays I hope those are good.
I posted the last Christmas flash on December 23rd, which was the full version of the one where they fought and broke up for ten years.
I’m not sure I’ll have any other flashes this year. Maybe we will see.
I have to wrap up Jim’s Christmas Wish on AO3 before the end of the year, which I will do. Then I suppose it’s back to updating all my WIPS. My enthusiasm for writing Spirk stories is waning though, after writing them since 2013, but I will try to regain that enthusiasm. Maybe it’s time for a re-watch of all things Star Trek.
So anyway, I’ll check in before the new year for sure.
For my own sanity I just posted the conclusion of TooSexy and ChessMaster on A03. There is a new part to the conclusion that I didn’t add here, so you may want to check it out.
I’ve been slacking a bit on the holiday posts this year. Life is overwhelming me a bit right now.
But I will be continuing ChessMaster and TooSexy soon as well as posting the second part of the 10-year breakup. Also Jim’s Christmas Wish will be finished by the end of the year.
If we are lucky I’ll get another holiday flash or two up before the end of the year too.
Unfortunately I was busy all this past weekend and didn’t get any writing done.
I still have that second Advent story to appear whenever the powers that be release it.
Next year…I need to conclude a few things and I’ll be doing a Spirky version of Ladyhawke.
“Don’t walk away from me in the middle of this!” Jim shouted. He was furious. He couldn’t remember when he was this angry.
Spock took a step back and shook his head. “I require meditation.”
“Meditation? Are you fucking kidding me? Right now?”
His eyes were impossibly dark. “I require meditation at this exact moment so that I do not give into the desire to strangle you.”
Jim gasped. “Are we really fucking back to that? Just try it, mister, and I’ll have you court martialed before you can say Kobayashi Maru!”
Bones stepped in and put his hand on Jim’s arm. “Jim, take a deep breath. Calm down.”
Jim felt enraged. “I don’t want to fucking calm down, Bones. I’m done.”
“Jim—”
“Nope. Fuck you, Spock. You can go straight to hell.”
And with that he stormed off and away.
Ten years later…
“It was great having dinner with you, Captain. I mean admiral,” Sulu quickly corrected himself. He glanced at his husband and now young adult daughter, Demora. “We all enjoyed it.”
Jim smiled. “Jim will do. It was great for me too. I can’t believe you’re entering the Academy, Demora.”
She blushed a little. “Yes, sir. I hope to be a pilot like Dad.”
Jim winked. “You have lofty aspirations but I have no doubt you’ll succeed.”
They stepped outside of the restaurant and on to the San Francisco street. It was a little cool so Jim pulled his coat around him.
“You want us to give you a lift to your apartment?” Sulu asked.
“No, that’s all right. I don’t mind the walk and it’s not that far.”
Sulu hesitated but then nodded. “You ever hear from Spock, sir?”
“Spock? No. We don’t keep in touch.”
“I just thought…never mind. I guess he’s probably on New Vulcan.”
“Maybe so.”
Ben spoke up then. “If you aren’t doing anything for Christmas, Jim, we’d love to have you over to our place. I make a great turkey.”
Jim shook his head. “Actually, I’m meeting Bones in Aspen, Colorado. I leave in a couple of days.”
“Oh.” Sulu’s expression brightened. “That’s good. Give Leonard our best.”
“I will.”
He gave Demora a quick hug, and then her parents too. “Merry Christmas.”
Then despite their offer again of a ride, Jim continued on his way.
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 