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@slarebhandari
When Eli and Clare unexpectedly run into each other at a bar in New York, it seems like their lives might tangle together once again. Old habits die hard, though, and perhaps they'll learn some relationships just don't deserve a second chance...then again, they were never much for convention.
New--and regrettably delayed--chapter!
Hello, friends!
I realize I've been neglecting you, and part of it is I've been avoiding news about the current Degrassi haps.
You see, I still have every intention of finishing Never, Ever Gave You All My Good. I've just finished reorganizing my notes, and I might even get a chapter up this weekend. It's going to be slow--and I'm really sorry about that--but I will finish.
I know enough of the way the EClare storyline went to know that this will be my last fic. I'm feeling serious and, I think, irreversible disillusionment with the couple/the show in general. The more I know about what the writers are doing to the characters, the more it upsets me/squelches my desire to write.
Never, Ever Gave You All My Good is my last hurrah and last tribute to these characters. I guess it's pretty fitting it's in Eli's point of view.
Anyway, fanfiction writing has changed and enriched my life. I'm grateful for all the friends I've made and everything they've taught me through their own writing. I love you, guys.
-AFewSentencesShortofAParagraph/slarebhandari
Okay, I need to get back to fic-writing again & this seems like the easiest way to do so:
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I can count on you guys to let me know if anything goes down with Zaya, right?
Or anything especially cool involving Imogen?
Okay. How would you want Clare's story to end? Or Eclare?
Not pregnant.
No baby.
Columbia.
NYU.
Brooklyn apartment.
Snuggles.
Calling All Writers
I'm working on a project with some people in the fandom, and we are looking for some writers (preferably those interested/knowledgeable about intersectional feminist issues and ideas) to contribute.
If you're interested, message me, and I will give you some more details.
Thank you, lovelies!
Calling All Graphic Designers
I'm working on a project with some people in the fandom, and I need a logo made.
Message me if you're able and interested, and I will give some details to work with.
Thank you, lovelies!
Do not fret, friends. Not gone forever. Just going through a huge life change. I will be finding time to write in the near future.
jake doesn’t hear me ‘cause I’m not a tomato
Write a Zaya fic! Preferably a happy one cause this season was too angsty.
Coming right up; one Zaya ficlet:
Zig paused outside Maya's door, hearing the labored breathing of someone who had been crying for a while.
"Maya?"
When she didn't answer, he pushed on the door, relieved to find it open. She was perched on her bed, clutching a strip of photo-booth pictures. Her cheeks were red, her hair catching on the tear tracks left behind.
Her door creaked as it opened, though, and her head snapped up. She looked angry for a second, but realized who it was. "Oh. I'm fine," she promised before he had the chance to ask.
He walked into the room, stopping beside her bed and raising a brow. Rolling her eyes, she showed him the strip wordlessly.
There, smiling up at Zig, were pictures of Maya and Cam, glowing and happy. "I see." He nodded, getting it. "Want me to leave? Or get you a glass of water? Anything?"
Maya considered it. "Could you maybe...stay?" She elaborated by patting the bed.
"I could totally do that." Zig smiled softly, kicking off his boots and climbing onto the mattress next to her. Immediately, she curled into him, letting her head settle on his chest.
He held her as tightly as he dared.
Okay, so that was a little angsty, but I was aiming for the right mix of canon and cute. How did I do?
Just wanted to stop by again and say how much I love your newest story. The latest chapter was great and I look forward to the next one.
Also, while I'm cleaning out my inbox, I love you and all your feedback.
