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What the heck, on the off chance anyone is interested:

Pick any passage of 500 words or less from anything I've written and paste it into a comment to this post. Then I'll flail, flounder and provide the equivalent of a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, and anything else that you’d expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

All my stories are listed in my master fic post. (Which is also available on LJ.)

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Responses!

--from the final chapter of "Tides", for [personal profile] branchandroot

--from "Do not stand at my grave and weep", for [livejournal.com profile] rthstewart

--from "Any Sentry from His Post", for [livejournal.com profile] lady_songsmith

--from "Sasuke and the Seven Leaves", for [livejournal.com profile] hungrytiger11

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Date: 2012-08-26 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hungrytiger11.livejournal.com
Okay, I know it was for (my) prompt, but I'm so curious about this from Sasuke and the Seven Leaves:

Six rebels stare back, jammed shoulder to shoulder in the tiniest excuse for a med-bay he's seen since he was eight years old. The leftmost one is tall with prematurely gray hair, a cyborg implant in his left eye, and some kind of mechanical contraption over his mouth and chest. Probably a breath regulator; cloned organs are expensive in the outer colonies. The man next to him wears an interface headset over his shaggy black hair; his face is nearly as hard to read despite being uncovered. They wear rank insignia marking them as a captain and a commander, respectively.

The other four are younger: the blue-eyed blond who kidnapped Sasuke, a quiet-looking woman with long black hair and white contact lenses (some kind of VR interface, Sasuke bets; she must be a computer tech), a skinny man with black hair and the hacked-up clothes that say he spends a lot of time around overheating generators, and a woman with pink hair (dye or gene-mod? hard to say) who grins, hard-edged, and says, "Good boy." She presses a couple points on a remote in her left hand and the straps holding Sasuke's chest and legs retract. His wrists are still cuffed to the rails, though, he discovers when he tries to move. There's just enough give for him to sit up, not nearly enough to stand or reach more than a foot from the gurney.

"Who are you, what do you want, and why am I alive?" Sasuke says.

The pink-haired woman's grin widens. "We're your people, who you betrayed when you joined the landlords and their corrupted dogs. We want you to betray them in turn. And you're alive because traitors are so much less politically useful than martyrs, don't you think?"

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Date: 2012-08-26 01:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hungrytiger11.livejournal.com
This is so fun to find out a bit more about the others and the world-building you put into this!

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