I've been telling people there's a large planet-sized backstory to The Albatross
. This is the beginning of it.
I've lost all ability to see my stories at the moment, still utterly demoralized from a bashing at a writer's group. I didn't know the editor was going to be reading the stories we'd brought (or I would have brought something other than Keego Harbor
), nor did I know he was going to hold them up and ridicule them to the rest of the group.
How bad was it?
Normally I produce at least two fanfics per month. I haven't written a single story of any length since August. I'm generally a fast writer (Beg Me For It
was written in six hours, not counting the outline). It is now taking me an hour per paragraph as I Scourgify each one, plop it on the table, and sigh that it's shit and should never see the light of day.
Anyhow, despite this, I've finally managed to cough up some fic -- largely because most of it was written before the writing group. Here you go. *Icarus heaves a sigh of depression.*( No title yet, just the beginning of the backstory to The Albatross - Percy/Snape )