Post one or more sentences from each of your WIP's because if you do you might be magically inspired to finish them.

( Hoo boy. )

( There turned out to be so many that I ended up splitting them into fanfiction and original fiction. )

11 and 17 may actually end up being the same story. I'm still percolating that one.

Also, if you can guess the fandom for the fanfics, I will... I don't know, do something nice for you. Maybe write you a drabble. Be careful: some of the obvious ones are less obvious than they look. :D

Anyway, which ones intrigue? Any of them look like I'm wasting my time?

Medium: Roleplaying
Fandom: real-life
Subject: The Gamemaster
Title: When You're Evil
Notes: A soundtrack for everyone's favorite killer GM. Zartram the Merciless will now accept your homage.

( Everything's behind the cut as usual. )

WARNING: HERE THAR BE SPOILERS for everything under the sun that I write about. Seriously.

( Fics )

( Q & A )

( Jennifer Tarleton )

( A Digression! )

( Karrin Murphy )

( Hold the Pig's Blood; or; Why One Does Not Cross Margaret Dresden )

( Mike Crichton spite for my amusement )

( Best. Segues. Ever. )

White Wars fanfiction.
( Gambles )

( Shipperly justification )

More WW fanfiction.
( Surprises )

And random funnies:
Is it bad when my very first thought upon seeing this is "Dammit, Harry, not again!"
Or does that just mean I'm hallucinating?

OMG OMG OMG SPRINGTIME FOR HITLER.
IT IS JOHN BARROWMAN AND HE IS BLONDE AND FABULOUS.
YES, THIS REQUIRES ALL CAPS.
BLONDE. AND FABULOUS.

This is very, very bad.
The following collection of names appeared in a fanfic I was reading; Paul, Christopher, Thomas, David, Jonathan, William, Patrick, Peter, Colin, and Sylvester. And I knew what the correlation was.* Right off the bat.
This is bad on so many levels.

*For the curious, those are the first names of the actors for, in order, Doctors Eight, Nine, Four, Ten, Three, One, Two, Five, Six, and Seven.

Oi, Pris, I had a weird dream. It was a kind of fixit sequel to Cold Comfort, where it turned out Murph got resurrected by something or other (I think the dream blamed faeries) and then Lasciel mysteriously disappeared, Murph started channeling the Eighth Doctor's Jesus imagery and then fell asleep on Harry's doorstep where he tripped over her the next morning. Yeah, you explain it. It's your fault anyway.