secretlifeofletters: (All I Have To Give)
I joined the get your words out challenge and I couldn't. Get my words out I mean. Work crashed, I crashed, nothing got written so I dropped out. However I'm keeping this journal because I do want to work on my writing and maybe if I don't feel pressured to do a certain amount of words I'll be more likely to do it. So that is my plan.

I intend to work on the CrackFic To End All CrackFic (which really needs a title) but it might take a while because every time I start writing it in my mind, something else pops up that need to be explained. So who knows how long it will be before it's done. Meshing the Star Wars universe and the Star Trek universe isn't simple, I knew it wouldn't be but I'm at least trying to find a way to do it that makes sense.

So that's that. Hopefully I'll feel inspired sometime this week and actually put the first chapter down on paper so to speak. Considering that it's been finished in my head for nearly two years now, it's about damn time.
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She stands alone on the hill, looking out over the city below. This place has been her home for more years than she cares to remember but soon she will be leaving it. Part of her is glad for there are too many memories here, memories both good and bad, memories that will fade with time and some that will never fade no matter how much she wishes they would. The decision to leave was not an easy one. There were plenty of other options that she could have chosen but when all was said and done, she knew there was only one choice to make.

Above all else, she had to protect him. Even if he wouldn't want her to, even if he would have insisted that she stay, that they face this together. No, she couldn't let him do that, couldn't let him throw away what he had worked his enitre life to build. Not for her. She loved him, she would always love him but this had to be done. It was best for both of them. She shakes her head and reaches up to wipe away a tear. It's not just the two of them though. There's someone else to consider and she takes her tear stained hand and rests it on her abdomen. "Someday we'll come back here," she whispers. "and I'll show you this place and I'll tell you all about it but we can't be here right now. I hope you'll understand why I'm doing this when the time comes and I tell you this story."

She gives a sigh and turns to go. Her appointment is in an hour and she can't show up looking like she's been crying. Her friend knows her too well for that. No, she has to stop by her apartment, wash her face, change into a clean uniform and walk into Starfleet Headquarters as if she owned the place. No one will suspect that she's carrying a secret, no one will guess that she's come to say goodbye, no one will know that she's made the hardest decision of her life.

No one will ever know.


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This journal has been created for the purpose of the [community profile] getyourwordsout challenge for 2015. I want to develop a daily writing habit and hopefully this will encourage me to do so. If you wish to read my work, I'd like that. Hopefully you won't be too disappointed.

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