Meme: That Writing One :-)

[holdouttrout]

I got my arm twisted, so...

Comment with a story I've written, and I will tell you something about the story that didn't make it onto the page.

I have handy fic tags on my journal, but here is the stargate one, for your convenience.

Okay, okay. KR, here's the Star Wars one. *g*

Comments

[aurora-novarum.livejournal.com]

Crosscurrents!

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Well, this one was written for the sg-1 team ficathon in 2007 (has it really been that long?), and I remember having a tough time partly 'cause I knew I needed to keep anything shippy out of it. *g* Seriously, though, I went into the fic wanting to create something that could be an episode, and the idea of exploring an underwater caught my imagination right away.

Anyway, I actually did manage to find something leftover in my file. I originally had another scene at the end back in the SGC to wrap things up, but I decided it was a little too heavy-handed, and I liked the last image of the Mer's gateroom being swallowed up by water.


General Hammond turned from the observation window to the four teammates seated around the briefing table.

"Our last attempt to dial the Mer's 'gate was unsuccessful. It is reasonable to assume they followed their original plan of burying the 'gate."

Teal'c said, "I do not believe the Mer will give up on their mission to acquire subjects."

Daniel nodded reluctantly. "We're talking about the extinction of their entire race. I can't imagine them not trying to find some way around that."

Carter said, "If they had only told us in the beginning--we might have been able to help them!"

Jack twirled a pencil between his fingers and frowned. He looked around the table at his team. None of them were happy about the way things had turned out. It was likely that they'd never see the Mer again--in a galaxy as big as theirs, there was plenty of room to avoid being found. But there might be a planet out there that wasn't so lucky...

Jack suppressed a grimace. Sometimes you saved the world, or someone else's. Sometimes...

General Hammond caught his eye, and Jack gave a little shrug.

Sometimes you weren't as lucky.

[mrspollifax.livejournal.com]

Fun game! I pick Unsolvable.

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Unsolvable was one of those that just sorta showed up in my brain--I had this image of Sam seeing the disaster coming, and knowing there was nothing she could do. The whole fic came from that one image--I wanted to remove Sam so completely from the problem that she was only involved in sorting out the aftermath...but I felt that she would feel guilty and responsible in some way, anyway.

Anyway, in my head, the disaster was the Ori, which might or might not be obvious, given the timeline of the story. However, for some reason I have it in my head that they were packing nukes.

[ziparumpazoo]

Upper Hand.

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Okay, so, in my head, Ba'al is one smug, self-satisfied son of a bitch all the time, and even more so in Continuum, because he's been in charge of everything for years--I mean, he's got Teal'c under his thumb, the other system lords wrapped around his little finger, and then there's Qetesh/Vala. It's like...Teal'c is his trophy over the Jaffa rebellion, and Qetesh is his trophy over both the system lords and the Tok'ra, and, in a way, the people of Earth (since Vala would have ended up there otherwise.)

I don't think Continuum was the only time Qetesh acted against Ba'al, so I wanted to show that beginning of this really high-stakes competition between then--Ba'al thinking he owned her, and Qetesh dying to figure out Ba'al's game. So in my head, there's all these intervening years where Qetesh is frustrated at every turn, and getting more subtle each time she fails.

[ziparumpazoo]

Ooooh! I here 'sequel' blowing in the wind...So many years, so many plots.
*g*

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Hee! There really had to have been.

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

Diversions!

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Something that didn't make it on the page...honestly, I didn't think about it that much. *g* I suppose I put it either in a generic stranded-off-world apocafic, or...maybe in the long stranded-off-world gate-hopping adventure I had laid out for them--the one that was too cliche to live. That one, if I recall correctly, had a remarkably awful cliche proposal and wedding in it. I am not kidding. I'm embarrassed to post it. Oh, what the hell:

He pulled back, but not far, as Sam still had her hands over his shoulders. Sam was sure she was supposed to be thinking about something—something important, but she kept getting distracted by her own ragged breathing and the fact Jack was this close to her and his breath was tickling her ear.

“Marry me, Sam,” he said again. “Marry me now, before the ‘gate starts working again and we’re too worried about surviving to worry about us.”

Problems with the stargate. That sounded familiar. She noticed, fuzzily, that for the first time since they’d come to this planet she was completely warm.

“Yes,” she said. Damn. She’d definitely missed some rational thought processes in there somewhere. Since Jack was now kissing her again, she was pretty sure she wouldn’t be getting back to them any time soon. Her brain was too busy tracking the progress of Jack’s (warm, very warm) hands on her increasingly warm body. She was wondering if it was warm enough to take off her jacket and maybe some of her other clothes and had just decided that yes, it was, when she heard someone clearing his throat.

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

*I'm* evil? You're the one who is teasing us. Who exactly is about to interrupt a perfectly good make out session/proposal?

I Just KNEW there was more to this story than you were sharing. Oh, and a story full of cliches that you would normally be too embarrassed to post. Hm. There just has to be someplace where such a fic would be welcome and encouraged. Where could that be?

/abuse of sarcasm

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Normally I'd agree with you, but 1) it's not a whole story...just bits and pieces of disparate scenes and 2) it's BAD. I mean...BAD. BAD. I cringe just reading it.

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Actually, now that I think about it...there might be one story in there....hmmm...

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

*does the Snoopy dance while Trout's back is turned*

[anr]

Anaranjado. :)

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

I haven't forgotten about this, I swear!

Anaranjado...well, one of the things I remember most about this story is that I completely stole the setting from my semester abroad. In fact, I think the story was more or less an excuse to write about a particular spot on my walk to school where there were a hundred orange trees in a small park on one side of the road, and a gated park on the other. It's absolutely beautiful, and I figured Miss Parker wouldn't notice right away. :-)

One of my favorite ideas about Pretender is that there is, eventually, a happy ending, and I don't think it's possible for Miss Parker to find it on her own--she has to first realize that a happy ending is possible, and I don't know that she can see that. (That's why Jarod keeps after her.) I like the idea that she does, eventually, understand.

(You know, when I think about all the Pretender fic I didn't get to write, it almost makes me cry. So much of it is in a completely different headspace from where I am these days.)

[anr]

Oh, I know *exactly* what you mean.

Thank you for this bit of backstory! :)