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As I wrack my brains trying to come up with ways to raise money for our mandatory temple renovations, I've been writing fic. Is it worth making toys to sell on Etsy, or are the profit margins too low? Should I apply myself to writing

Little things. A scene here and there from Star Trek TOS.

enname is helping me fix the ending of a challenge fic that I tied off hastily in 2009. Star Drive will have the ending it deserves.

Mostly, what I have here are cookies. Like this one:


"Heck with being happy. Happiness, you can chase that will-o-the-wisp all over the place. I'll settle for just being content." Dr. McCoy took a sip of his drink, then gestured with his glass. "And then maybe I might be happy."

"Very astute," Spock said. "Surprisingly."

"Ah-ah-ah, not so fast," Jim chided from where he was slouched in the corner. "At the end there he still wants to be happy."

"Hey! There's a big difference between being happy by accident and chasing it."

"The doctor has a point." Spock turned to Jim.

"You? Agreeing with Bones? I think the world might end," Jim laughed.

"I'm certain it is only temporary."

"This again. I swear, I'm going to go drink with my men," Scotty complained.

"You know what they say about officers fraternizing with the crew," Jim pointed out, still smiling.

"Aye. But at least then I can have a normal conversation--about things ye can understand!"

I've taken time off to write fic. I find that Jim and Kirk will not get down to business. No, no, they want to talk about Vulcan, and the Vulcan perspective on humans:


"Checkmate," Spock said, placing his final piece.

"How is that Vulcans play a human game?" Jim asked.

"There are those on Vulcan who feel the existence and popularity of chess on Earth demonstrates that there's hope," Spock explained.

"Hope for?—ahh," understanding dawned on the captain's face before he even finished the question.

"Yes. Hope that, one day, humans may embrace pure logic."


Of course, Jim can't resist prodding at that, does Spock think it likely?--and really, guys, there's a plot that's supposed to happen. I realize it's not much of one, but interesting as you are, you're interrupting.

Just saw the latest Star Trek.

Any fic recs?

Kirk/Spock friendship + humor a plus.

Star Trek TOS: season three.

This may be sacrilege, but watching season three, I can see why it went off the air. Who killed all the good writers from season one and two?

I may have recruited a new SGA fandom member.

And, er, I may have to write Star Trek TOS fic. But without reading any other classic TOS fic.

Which makes me nervous.

This fic is my new happy place:

Laws of Ownership by thefarofixer
Star Trek Reboot, Jim/Spock, PG-13
Jim isn’t sure what exactly he was expecting when he blasted the lock on the cargo bay door of the Orion Raider Ship they’d just boarded but a room full of small mewling balls of fur certainly wasn’t it. He’d hoped for the best and prepared himself for the worst but somehow this had never entered his thoughts as a possibility.

“Did we just save a ship full of kittens?” Jim asks in disbelief.

Spock. Alien kittens. There is no way it's not a winner, but just when you think this is just fluff (even if it purrs) thefarofixer shifts gears from funny to downright touching.