Now the Order in the Court fics are live my unposted stuff isn’t as much as it was but let’s see what I have 🙂 I do love this meme, thank you!
Nothing for lamp or portrait but one each for the others.
Happy Anniversary – GoldenLace Monthly Rumbelling
She waited until he was settled before letting her dress drop to the ground, shivering at the hungry expression that crossed her husbands face. The dress had been a blue sparkly number, just this side of decent for the fancy restaurant Gold had booked. The lingerie though was definitely not decent at all.
Untitled GoldenLace Bonnie and Clyde
“The codes will get us in, turn off all the alarms but they won’t open the vault,” Lacey
admitted. “Your rep says that you never found a safe you couldn’t crack.” Gold nodded,
and Lacey looked at him hopefully.
“Not interested,” he said firmly, leaning over her to open the car door. The icy breeze whistled in the open gap, as she stared at him.
Honestly bane of my existence. I struggle with them both. Not always, sometimes a summary will just flow, and sometimes the perfect title is obvious – sometimes I start with a title and the story flows from that. Most of the time though, it’s hard.
What do I hate more? Probably the title at the end of the day because a summary can be tweaked later, but a title is kinda forever. Get it wrong and doesn’t matter I’m still stuck with it.
The case is still ongoing dearie. These things take months, especially with all the delays the defense is petitioning for every five minutes. Dragging it out is a tactic because the jury gets tired, they just want to go home, and then they are more likely to find in favor of the defendant due to the benefit of the doubt.
*cough* as for Belle and I we aren’t seeing as much of each other. The loss of the tape seems to have made the defense decide to keep quiet about their knowledge of our relationship, but there is no sense tempting fate. It’s best not to give them any ammunition.
The moment the jury comes back and this case is over, I’m taking a week of my accumulated leave and taking Belle away from the city. There’s a small box burning a hole in my desk drawer…
Synopsis: Boston PD is in dire financial straits so the Police Foundation decide to hold an auction – win a date with one of Boston’s Finest. Resigned to her fate Detective Belle French goes under the hammer. The winning bid belongs to the notorious defense attorney Carl Gold, but he never had any intention of using the date, and tells her to just enjoy her night off. Instead Belle decides to honor their deal, surprising him at his office at the designated time of their contracted date.
Gold’s lip
curled as he looked around the packed ballroom. This was obscene, and
degrading, and the fact that it had become the ‘must attend’ event of the year
was appalling. The who’s who of Boston’s
elite was here tonight, ostensibly to support the Boston Police Foundation, but
really here to rub elbows with each other and network for personal gain. It was
a world he’d bought a place in, with his very lucrative and very successful law
practice, but it wasn’t a world he liked.
The police were
feeling the financial squeeze, the same as the rest of the world, the same as
everyone apart from those in this room and others like them. Boston PD was in
dire financial straits; with pay and hiring freezes for another consecutive
year, layoffs, no money to replace equipment or for additional training. Gold
knew a lot of police couldn’t be trusted, he’d seen the worst of law
enforcement as a young child growing up poor, but he had seen them occasionally
do good things since.
That was why he
was here tonight. The cities elite had got tired of benefit dinners, so the
Police Foundation were trying something different to get them to put their
hands in their pockets, they were trying an auction. ‘Win a date with Boston’s
Finest’– and they had turned out in droves because of the novelty. His
reputation demanded his attendance at events like this, but only one person
could have made him attend this travesty of human decency – Detective Belle
French.
I’m such a sucker for bachelor/ette auctions and this was great and so in character for both of them! I love the image of tiny Belle all grit and fire in a cop uniform and Gold was perfectly put out by his duties as an attorney. I really enjoyed it!
Thank you! I seem to have quite a few “Belle is a cop” stories because I think it really suits her. She’s passionate about helping people, she’s strong and brave and often underestimated and I think she’d be clever about solving crimes, because she could read through lots of files and draw connections. Anyway, I’m really glad you liked this fic! Thank you so much for commenting 🙂
“How do I even know if I can do the job?” “By simply, simply trying.”
NaNo is my favourite time of year. I have likened it to a holiday, the eager anticipation mixed with nerves on NaNo-eve is certainly familiar. NaNo is special and a good part of what makes it so special is the community. Camp NaNo even more than regular November NaNo has community at it’s heart with the cabin system. May I just say we have the best cabin this session? Rocking it Rumbelle style heh 🙂
We’re now halfway through and there have been ups and downs. Sometimes it can seem like it’s all doom and gloom, especially because we are now so far from the start but also so far from the end. However, it’s been heartwarming to read in the chat about the successes we’ve had. There have been some truly mind blowing word counts reached but success is more than volume. We’ve reached word counts that are a stretch for us personally and that really is what NaNo is about. It’s not about beating
some high set number, it’s about beating what before seemed impossible for the
individual.
It’s day fourteen and our word counts are very different. However, whether you have zero words, 3k, 10k, 20k, 50k or more you are one of us. We are all writers and we all love to write, it’s what we have in common even though we originate from all over the globe. Writing isn’t always easy. There are days when we are tired, when we are ill, when we plain don’t feel like it or we sit there and no words come to mind.
We all come from different places, with different factors at play conspiring to keep us from making our goals. The secret is simple. Perseverance, determination, dedication, focus, effort, concentration etc. So easy to say and yet so very hard to do. It’s about butt in chair (or wherever you write) and putting one word after another. That’s what we do, whatever speed we type at, whatever our end goal is, we just keep on trucking.
We’re going to have bad days, it happens. What’s important is to move on and try again. New goals, new challenges and of course that overarching one at the end of the month. No matter what stage we’re at now, it’s still possible, there’s time. We’re also going to have amazing days. Days where we type so much our joints ache, because the energy is so incredible all we want to do is write.
Whatever the challenges Camp NaNo throws at us, we are going to climb our own personal mountain. Whatever goal we have set ourselves we’ve got this. We have so got this!
Gold: *coughs* I would be lying if I said that idea didn’t hold an appeal, but I don’t think Belle would be comfortable. We agreed to just stay as friends and I’m going to honor that. I know I have a reputation at work but I assure you I’m not the type of man to pressure a lady for more than she is willing to give.
(OOC that was the prompt! That was the actual prompt, a reenactment of Ghost. I think if you’re hoping for that in chapter eleven you’ll be disappointed but there’s still a lot of story left. Maybe eventually…)
I wrote four fics for this event so I figured I’d do a mini masterlist 🙂
Brighter Days
Two weeks after they drop the colonists off at ‘New Novus’ Destiny drops out of FTL. The colony of Misthaven is technologically advanced, a real dream come true. They have all the food and medical supplies that Destiny could ever want, and they even have a way round the limitations of the gate system for long-term trade. The only catch is what they want to trade for – fresh blood. To seal the alliance Rush marries Belle French but she has plans of her own. They make a secret deal to be partners in science, not partners in the bedroom, but then Misthaven’s council starts to ask questions. [Tumblr, AO3]
The Auction
Boston PD is in dire financial straits so the Police Foundation decide to hold an auction – win a date with one of Boston’s Finest. Resigned to her fate Detective Belle French goes under the hammer. The winning bid belongs to the notorious defense attorney Carl Gold, but he never had any intention of using the date, and tells her to just enjoy her night off. Instead Belle decides to honor their deal, surprising him at his office at the designated time of their contracted date. [Tumblr, AO3]
Last Friday Night
The trial of the decade might have brought them together but it’s also why their relationship has to stay secret. Both Belle and Gold know that a case of this importance can’t be risked just because the lead detective and the ADA prosecutor fall in love. However, when the attorney’s for the defense hack the security cameras at the DA’s office, it seems the months of sneaking around have been worthless, unless they can get the video file back. [Tumblr, AO3]
Highway to Hell
When Lacey French gets hit with twenty hours of mandatory community service she’s furious, but she soon discovers that it has it’s perks when she meets Lachlan MacAldonich. However, it also has it’s problems. Soon she finds herself taking risks she would never have dared take before, including
maybe breaking her golden rule not to fall in love. [Tumblr, AO3]
Random but does anyone’s queue sometimes miss posting and then get out of sync? That’s why I double posted this morning because I’d noticed that overnight it had gone wrong.
Anyway, it’s Saturday and I’m going to try and write all the words! I’ve felt really exhausted last couple of days and my hard won buffer from the start of the month has dwindled to nothing. I should be writing my book but like I said in yesterday’s pep talk, I can tell when I’ve reached ‘that’ part of it and yup I’m there. Once I hit around 20k I always lose my oomph.
Taking a day off won’t help, I just need to push through but I’m going to take the day anyway. So today I’m going to see if I can conquer my fourth Order in the Court fic. I only wrote 273 words yesterday, which was snippets from three scenes because that’s how done my brain was. Let’s see if I can make sense of it today and pull this story together.
It’s the end of week one. The initial burst of enthusiasm has past, the energy from
starting something new has begun to fade. We’re heading into the trenches now, the muddy middles and the end seems so far away. At least that’s how I view the end of week one; for you it might look like something else, everyone is different in the writing process. I can tell what my word count is by how I’m feeling, I don’t even need to hit recount, I know that I’ve reached ‘that part of the book’ without looking.
I love beginnings, I find beginnings easy, it’s the middle I always struggle with. My friend hates beginnings, loathes them and absolutely loves middles when everyone has met and the story is past the awkward set-up stage and things are happening. We talk about week two blues, or the post-50k slump but there are far more highs and lows than just the standard ones.
Whatever your word count and however you feel, just think about one thing for a moment. You have a lot more words at the end of this week, than you did when you started. Progress has been made. You might have had an absolute killer week and be on cloud nine. Your story is awesome, you are ahead with your goals and you are rocking it. Maybe your week wasn’t so great, maybe you’re behind or maybe you’ve decided you loathe your story and want to kill it with fire.
Personally I go from one extreme to the other on a day to day basis, sometimes on an
hourly basis. From the depths of despair to sheer elation when something goes right. We are writing people and that is hard. Non-writers don’t get it and that is our eternal compliment. That is why the NaNo months (whether the challenge is in April, July November), have such magic about them. All around the world there are people going through exactly the same thing.
In this cabin we have a wide spectrum of goals but we are all making the same sort
of journey. It’s all about our personal bests, what we can do, climbing our own personal mountains. It’s the end of week one and whether it went good or bad, it is just the end of week one. There are three more weeks left. It is not the end, it is just the end of the beginning. There’s a long road ahead and we are all going to walk it – together.
Now I’m going to end this pep talk by altering a couple of cool quotes to make them more NaNo orientated. Bonus points if you recognize their origin 🙂
“People are going to tell you can’t write that much, that fast, your whole life. You just got to punch back and say no I can do it. You want people to believe you – make them. You want to write a freaking story, you are going to have to go out there and write it yourself because there are no word fairies in this world.”
“Something wrong?”
“No. I’ve just never written this much before.”
“Well, they say the first 10k is always the hardest.”
“Do you ever give up?”
“Not till I’m all out of words. And sometimes, not even then.”
