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I've been working flat out on the re-write of my Jessica-centric story. I didn't think I'd get it done in time for ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
ladiesbigbang but if I can get some beta help I just might do it. I need someone who can give me some concrit about the story, not just a proof-read. Because this is nearly all in Jessica's POV, I need to know if the things Jessica doesn't know come across clearly - stuff like Sam trying to investigate a haunting while keeping his friends out of it.
So this is me begging for help again.
It's about 35,000 words, so I know this is a tall order, but if anyone has time to look at it for me by the weekend, I'll have time to submit a final draft for the big bang. If not...no harm. I'll just post it anyway outside of the challenge.
And, because I love a teaser...
(Taken from part two - Sam and Jess are talking in bed.)
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“I don’t want you going down there again,” Sam said firmly. “Not unless we’re all together.”
Jessica bristled, and Sam must have known she would. “Don’t you dare go all alpha male on me!”
“I’m not!” he protested. “Listen, Jess. What if Claire really did see someone on the path?”
“Claire told us – ”
“She’s rationalising it. That’s what Claire does. If she saw pink elephants and flying pigs out there she’d come up with some kind of psychobabble to explain it. But think for a moment. Claire knows better than to jump at shadows, especially when she’s on the edge of a cliff. Something made her fall. If there was a person there, even if he didn’t intend to scare her, that person didn’t try to help her. Didn’t even call for help.”
“Because there was no one there,” Jessica explained patiently.
“I hope so. But there’s a lot of ugly in this world, Jess. Maybe it’s all that kidding about this house being haunted but…” Sam hesitated, then went on. “Jess, we can joke all we like about hauntings – ghosts don’t scare me. But if this is more Camp Crystal Lake than Hill House…that’s more than we can joke away.”
Jessica sat up, turning so she could see his face. He was deadly serious. “Sam…whatever Claire saw today, I’m one hundred percent certain it wasn’t a supernatural serial killer in a hockey mask.”
He nodded, but he didn’t smile. “I know that. But we’re so isolated here, Jess. I just want you to be safe.”
She kissed him. “I don’t plan to go down to the beach alone. And I do plan to stay safe, in every sense. But you can’t lay down rules for me, Sam.” She lay down, half on top of him. It stretched her injured stomach and hurt a little, but she wanted to make her point. Sam was being needlessly paranoid. They’d all been scared today, but this was just silly.
“Think about it, Sam. Let’s say Freddy or Jason really is out there sharpening his axe. There’d be nothing you can do about it. The last one standing in those movies is always a girl.”
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Other fics - I've started four different short Inception fics over the past week, and finished none of them. It's not that I don't know the endings, either, it's just every time I sit down to pick up the thread of one I've already started, some new idea pushes in. I'm not usually this undisciplined in my writing...I'm not sure whether this level of inspiration is a good sign (yay!inspiration!) or a bad one (never-gonna-finish-a-fic).
ION...All my family but me are going away next weekend. I am being left home to look after the dogs. This is no hardship, though it'll be hard on them. I can't walk them properly because they're too used to being walked by the Useless Fiance. If I let them off the lead, they go searching for him and won't come back to me. But it'll be nice to have the place to myself for a few nights.
Also - Poppy is fully recovered from her snake bite (yay!). She's still got a scar, but she's all healed now.
ladiesbigbang but if I can get some beta help I just might do it. I need someone who can give me some concrit about the story, not just a proof-read. Because this is nearly all in Jessica's POV, I need to know if the things Jessica doesn't know come across clearly - stuff like Sam trying to investigate a haunting while keeping his friends out of it. So this is me begging for help again.
It's about 35,000 words, so I know this is a tall order, but if anyone has time to look at it for me by the weekend, I'll have time to submit a final draft for the big bang. If not...no harm. I'll just post it anyway outside of the challenge.
And, because I love a teaser...
(Taken from part two - Sam and Jess are talking in bed.)
“I don’t want you going down there again,” Sam said firmly. “Not unless we’re all together.”
Jessica bristled, and Sam must have known she would. “Don’t you dare go all alpha male on me!”
“I’m not!” he protested. “Listen, Jess. What if Claire really did see someone on the path?”
“Claire told us – ”
“She’s rationalising it. That’s what Claire does. If she saw pink elephants and flying pigs out there she’d come up with some kind of psychobabble to explain it. But think for a moment. Claire knows better than to jump at shadows, especially when she’s on the edge of a cliff. Something made her fall. If there was a person there, even if he didn’t intend to scare her, that person didn’t try to help her. Didn’t even call for help.”
“Because there was no one there,” Jessica explained patiently.
“I hope so. But there’s a lot of ugly in this world, Jess. Maybe it’s all that kidding about this house being haunted but…” Sam hesitated, then went on. “Jess, we can joke all we like about hauntings – ghosts don’t scare me. But if this is more Camp Crystal Lake than Hill House…that’s more than we can joke away.”
Jessica sat up, turning so she could see his face. He was deadly serious. “Sam…whatever Claire saw today, I’m one hundred percent certain it wasn’t a supernatural serial killer in a hockey mask.”
He nodded, but he didn’t smile. “I know that. But we’re so isolated here, Jess. I just want you to be safe.”
She kissed him. “I don’t plan to go down to the beach alone. And I do plan to stay safe, in every sense. But you can’t lay down rules for me, Sam.” She lay down, half on top of him. It stretched her injured stomach and hurt a little, but she wanted to make her point. Sam was being needlessly paranoid. They’d all been scared today, but this was just silly.
“Think about it, Sam. Let’s say Freddy or Jason really is out there sharpening his axe. There’d be nothing you can do about it. The last one standing in those movies is always a girl.”
Other fics - I've started four different short Inception fics over the past week, and finished none of them. It's not that I don't know the endings, either, it's just every time I sit down to pick up the thread of one I've already started, some new idea pushes in. I'm not usually this undisciplined in my writing...I'm not sure whether this level of inspiration is a good sign (yay!inspiration!) or a bad one (never-gonna-finish-a-fic).
ION...All my family but me are going away next weekend. I am being left home to look after the dogs. This is no hardship, though it'll be hard on them. I can't walk them properly because they're too used to being walked by the Useless Fiance. If I let them off the lead, they go searching for him and won't come back to me. But it'll be nice to have the place to myself for a few nights.
Also - Poppy is fully recovered from her snake bite (yay!). She's still got a scar, but she's all healed now.