{ all the immediate unknowns are better than knowing this tired and lonely fate. }

[delga]

Heading home on Sunday/Monday. I should be packing, hence I'm procrastinating. Incomplete fic meme!

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take me somewhere trouble don't know. (sarah connor chronicles)

The first thing you ask on waking is where is John? And then where am I? The same questions, every day, the same tests of reality. Is this happening? Yes, it's still happening. This is still your life.

Try as I might, I can't seem to get anywhere with this fic. Every time I sit down to write about Sarah Connor, I end up talking about future!John. This was originally going to be my entry for picfor1000, but I ended up writing the Cameron fic for that instead. I don't really know where I'm reaching with this other than I am a little bit in love with Sarah Connor and she may unfortunately only be describable from an outside source. That said, I'm loathe to drop the second person. This may never get written.

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turn not, tempt not. (ncis)

McGee had hugged her at the airport in a sudden display of desperate affection. Abby, too, with her exuberant throw of arms and surprisingly firm embrace. Ziva tried her utmost not to compare her farewell to her welcome but it was difficult, like everything else. She wanted to reassure them, had wanted to have something to give them in the way of kindness. Instead she had grasped McGee's hand with something approaching terror, holding on a moment too long before heading for the boarding gate, unable to meet his eye.

This fic was supposed to compare two flights to Tel Aviv (post-Kill Ari and post-Judgment Day) but that hasn't happened yet. I'm fairly zen about the 'cliffhanger' because it's got reset button written all over it, but now and then I think what the re-assignments mean for each of the characters and it makes me ache for them a little. This fic, to an extent, is about what it means for Ziva. How cruel, to send her back to Israel now. How secretly painful. But so far I have three paragraphs and no destination. So I think ultimately this will end up being much shorter and about other things.

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what dreams may come. (sarah connor chronicles)

Old faces, new ones. In a cyclical narrative time means different things, simple words garner complex meanings. You does not mean you precisely. It means, that which is before me, that which I can see. Identity is troublesome. Does the machine ask who is this I? John Connor asks: who are you? Because even he is not entirely himself. Even he is outside his own body. Who are you?

Obviously I'm not quite done with the 'going forward to go back; going back to come forward' theme.

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Unfortunate of unfortunates: I tried to write for Saving Grace and failed. Which is actually okay - the how doesn't need embellishing - and the Grace&Ziva haiku I wrote for haikuathon are more than enough to sate my appetite. (Also: omg, what I wrote was horrible.)

I'm also still trying to write Road to Palmyra (Spooks), a fic which has changed permutation a handful of times now. It's still basically 'Zaf and Ros get stuck in the desert' but whilst before it was very much a team-based/episode-like fic, it's now more about the two of them. Except I'm going to have to shelve that again because every time I read hestia8's fic, I feel Heavily Influenced, lols. Plus: it's not like I know where it's going after a year and a half of staring at it. I may also be writing Ziva meets Zaf fic because it pushes my buttons.

Comments

[hestia8.livejournal.com]

If I tried this, it would be the longest psot ever ;) I may do it, though, and limit myself to one sentence per fic. Or just, you know, finish stuff.

I keep meaning to read your NCIS/Spooks fic. I know I've got it, and I finally have enough canon knowledge to know what's going on :)

I'd love to see Ros and Zaf in the desert (or just Ros and Zaf in any form; I really do feel that they should have been the canon relationship), and feel very pleased that I am influencing you in any way. And Zaf and Ziva, oh yay yes please!

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

You should do it - then we can cheer you on :)

I know, it's basically a perfect situation! And yet: going nowhere. Sigh, sigh.

[emmademarais.livejournal.com]

Well, you could always join and poke around ficfinishing for a little while to get ideas on how to finish the fic...