Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you'd predicted?
Much more, if I had bothered to predict. In fact I thought I might be over the whole fanfiction thing after I finished my first dip.
What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January?
I didn't really think I would ever write anything but B/A, so "Infinity Questions" surprised me first, and then all the Spike/Faith stories. And then I didn't think I'd write out of the Buffyverse, so "Q" was a surprise too.
What's your own favorite story of the year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you happiest?
Probably "Damnation's Castaway Awakening". It's composed almost entirely of lines and images that I really couldn't get out of my head.
Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them?
I learned that if I think it's interesting, somebody else probably will too. I also beta'd a couple times (which is a risk because I'd hate to disappoint someone), and remembered that I love that kind of work.
Do you have any fanfic or profic goals for the New Year?
There are, *counts*, five stories I'm working on currently. My other goal is to start writing and posting "Years If Ever."
From my past year of writing, what was...
(a) My best story?
Survey says "Ten Observations on Being in Love With a Human."
Story Most Underappreciated by the Universe:
There were a couple that hardly anyone read: "Watch TV" and "Complicated". And I kind of liked the second one.
"Every Man's Hero". Spike/Faith banter is such a joy.
"Watch TV". I wish I'd thought of something else to do with the prompt.
"Blood and Ashes". Blood-kink scenes are so much easier for me than sex scenes. :)
Hardest to Write:
"Smoke Damage." I kept trying to cut down the Kate parts and kept needing them to get the essential information in.
Most Unintentionally Telling:
Everything I write is telling. :)
Choice Lines: (I did one from each story.)
She still had to stifle a giggle when she thought about the silly grumpy face he made each time she begged him to count something with a Transylvanian accent, just once.
“Thanks for the tip,” Xander replied dryly. “Not sure it’s fair, though. The dead speak ill of me all the time.”
"It’s for kids, is all. And minions. Ow. Ow. Fine, have it your way, tattoos are the pinnacle of civilization."
Buffy tries to give him back to himself, but in her heart she’s afraid to let him stop belonging to her. Anyone else might throw him away.
“Yo. Is the Buffy Triangle Olympics supposed to be a spectator sport?”
“No. She always liked you. But it wasn’t for the history lessons, you know? She liked knowing that you wouldn’t let anything hurt her. Just like Buffy."
“Well, next time I’m buried under a motherload of fallen metropolis while Angel’s beating the piss out of a dragon, I’ll make sure you’re invited.”
“Where in bloody hell are we and are there any cold beers that survived the Apocalypse?”
"It’s a complex and intriguing show, full of social commentary and spontaneous hilarity. In fact, I think you should wait for a commercial break before trying to talk to me.”
Things were no different between them the next day than they had been previously, but no mention of that night was ever made again, and it was the last time Oz used his wolf form for hunting while Angel was with him. Angel stayed for another two weeks and had no regrets about making the visit.
“Someone really should have taught you the facts of unlife, my lamb. You see, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much, nothing happens. Your delusions, while charming, require a specialist in a field other than mine.”
I’m not opposed to the ritual itself, but at the thought of putting Angel into an urn I start to panic, knowing I can’t explain what he’s endured to earn the privilege of leaving a body.
“You mean, followed me closely without letting yourself be seen? Just to clue you in, we’re actually calling that stalking these days. And just because I didn’t press charges last time doesn’t mean you’ve got a pass.”
It wasn't fair (since when is anything fair?). It wasn't right (since when do you care about what's right?). It wasn't her world (then whose world is it?).
“Q, we’ve been living as a married couple for almost as long as we’ve been telling people that’s what we are. Isn’t it a little late for fear of commitment?”
Here's a link to the master list post, since I have lost all my momentum and do not wish to provide individual links to the stories I mentioned.