Jeremiah fic (what, already?)
Apr. 13th, 2026 11:40 amAnd immediately upon finishing the longest work I have yet posted, I have now finished the shortest. Allez, a 1,361 word Jeremiah story which is the first actual thing I wrote after becoming a widow. The other stuff was just finishing near-completed drafts from before.
I had idly contemplated the idea of writing a batch of oneshots, or maybe a Five Times experiment, in which Erin taught other characters how to fence. Note: This is a tricky aspect to writing in a dormant fandom. I don't know how to fence. I really have no business writing anything on the subject. However, if I want to read it, I'm kind of stuck trying my best not to faceplant while I write it.
Anyway, my unease with the project meant I never really did much except take some notes for a few possibilities. Then, I was suddenly faced with having a long list of WIPs which were heavy on angst and action and romance and high effort, when I no longer felt up to writing at all. So I wrote the first fencing lesson, between Erin and Markus, to make some time go by and soothe my nerves. Because it had no heavy drama, and it was just a quiet discussion about philosophy, this was very manageable.
I then wrote a second one, featuring Elizabeth, but that one I wasn't as happy with and need to retool a bit.
I then enlisted
havocthecat to lend her fencing expertise, so I didn't completely embarrass myself.
I don't actually remember why the hell I didn't post the first of the two last year.
Then I got caught up in trying to finish my two long WIPs, which took much longer than anticipated. Then I finally dug out Allez, made some alterations to the character stuff, and discovered I couldn't blockquote for love or money.
dswdiane suggested I ask
killabeez for assistance, and she very patiently walked my idiot self confused personage through the motions of advanced html and site skins.
So this is the shortest fic I have ever written, and somehow it ended up being the fic I got the most help on. And I guess the moral is, fandom has been teaching me it's okay to ask for help.
I had idly contemplated the idea of writing a batch of oneshots, or maybe a Five Times experiment, in which Erin taught other characters how to fence. Note: This is a tricky aspect to writing in a dormant fandom. I don't know how to fence. I really have no business writing anything on the subject. However, if I want to read it, I'm kind of stuck trying my best not to faceplant while I write it.
Anyway, my unease with the project meant I never really did much except take some notes for a few possibilities. Then, I was suddenly faced with having a long list of WIPs which were heavy on angst and action and romance and high effort, when I no longer felt up to writing at all. So I wrote the first fencing lesson, between Erin and Markus, to make some time go by and soothe my nerves. Because it had no heavy drama, and it was just a quiet discussion about philosophy, this was very manageable.
I then wrote a second one, featuring Elizabeth, but that one I wasn't as happy with and need to retool a bit.
I then enlisted
I don't actually remember why the hell I didn't post the first of the two last year.
Then I got caught up in trying to finish my two long WIPs, which took much longer than anticipated. Then I finally dug out Allez, made some alterations to the character stuff, and discovered I couldn't blockquote for love or money.
So this is the shortest fic I have ever written, and somehow it ended up being the fic I got the most help on. And I guess the moral is, fandom has been teaching me it's okay to ask for help.