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annafugazzi) wrote2010-05-04 11:07 am
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"Reveal your secrets"
Does anybody remember if that line is in Prisoner of Azkaban book form? Or is it only in the movie?
So, reveals have gone up for both
hpgeorgecentric and April Fool's, so no more "I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you" shenanigans.
For April Fool's:
I'm a compulsive fiddler - no, not the violin-playing kind - so I'm thinking of redoing the George/Lee drawing in black and white and posting it here at some later date. We'll see. I'll also be re-posting Leave Out All the Rest here in chapters over the next few weeks. It won't be terribly different from what's on the
hpgeorgecentric site, except for the last chapter or two, which felt kind of rushed to me.
And yes, I am painfully aware that nobody who has inflicted a fic 80,000 words long onto unsuspecting betas, mods and fellow fest participants has any business calling any part of it "rushed" ;) In my defense, I may also do a bit of tightening as well.
So, reveals have gone up for both
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- For
hpgeorgecentric:
- Gift I got, by
savepureness: Alive, George Weasley/Angelina Johnson, 1,529 words, Soft R
Summary: Trying to cope with his twin brother's death and to live again, George Weasley finds an unexpected sparring partner; or better said, she finds him.
Warning(s): Graphic depiction of oral sex. - Gift I gave, for the community: Leave Out All the Rest, George/Luna, hints of George/Angelina and George/Hermione, but mostly Gen, 80,000 words, R
Summary: Nobody expected the year after Fred's death would be easy. But nobody expected George would have to lose so much, just to live through it.
Or: George is doing his best to make his way after the war and Fred's death. Everyone is trying to help, and he wishes they would just stop. Especially Fred.
Warning(s): Angst, suicide issues, and occasional inappropriate humour.
Note: this fic, which ended up labeled "for the community," was in fact written for someone who had left lj before I even handed in my final copy.
Fourth time that's happened to me, folks; if you ever sign on to an exchange and then lose all interest in the fandom, try to check back when postings are revealed, 'cause I probably cursed you ;)
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For April Fool's:
- Gift I got, by
shellydkitty: I like chocolate milk, PSP - Digital painting, George, Ron (with cameo by wee!Fred), G, DH complaint so characters who are dead in canon are dead here.
Summary: Even the little things remind George of what's he's lost. - Gift I gave, for
ozma_katiebell: About Last Night... , Mixed media, including Microsoft Paint, Microsoft WordArt and shameless tracing of Google Image search results, George/Lee, Ron, Neville, PG
Summary: "So should we tell them the Gurdyroots were stale and last night's batch of Hearts had no more effect than a placebo?"
::snigger:: "I vote we tell them tomorrow."
Warning(s): Wheezes?
It was a stretch for me to do because, see, I can draw, but I can't colour. The moment colour touches my page, everything goes pear-shaped, and I almost mean that literally.ozma_katiebell and the lovely folks at April Fool's were very kind about it, though, so it all worked out fine :) :)
I'm a compulsive fiddler - no, not the violin-playing kind - so I'm thinking of redoing the George/Lee drawing in black and white and posting it here at some later date. We'll see. I'll also be re-posting Leave Out All the Rest here in chapters over the next few weeks. It won't be terribly different from what's on the
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And yes, I am painfully aware that nobody who has inflicted a fic 80,000 words long onto unsuspecting betas, mods and fellow fest participants has any business calling any part of it "rushed" ;) In my defense, I may also do a bit of tightening as well.
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Then I signed up for hpgeorgecentric, got my assignment, and started to work on it, and got nowhere pretty damn fast; the wishlist just wasn't jumpstarting any ideas.
So I'm cleaning up old files one day and I see my snippets. I skim over them, and suddenly realize what I'd started to write fit my giftee's wishlist pretty well. So I started filling stuff in, taking out stuff that wasn't on the wishlist and adding stuff that was, and 80,000 words later, finally finished. I can't remember how much I already had written before I began, but I'd say maybe 10-20K? I dropped a lot of it, but I think that's what I started with.
Still took waaaaaay too long to write. The mods were awesome, though. And now I have no more post-DH on the back-burner! And only three years after the book was released!
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