Fic: Prospero's Daughter
19 Jun 2011 09:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Okay, I posted The Fic In Question over at Teaspoon:
Prospero's Daughter.
All ages/PG, ~3000 words. Written around the BFA Full Fathom Five (featuring David Collings as an AU Doctor, but no spoilers and should stand alone, as it's set in the audio's 27 year gap). Thanks to
clocketpatch for kindly taking a quick look to check I wasn't delirious (or not noticeably) and that I managed to be a bit dark.
[Yes, sorry. I had vowed to myself when I was able to write fic, I would be less obscure. That was a waste of time. I did try quite deliberately to write it as an introduction so should be readable. Well, I'm not quite able to write fic yet, really, I suppose. Also there is another reason that will be explained at some time. As well as the usual: somebody had to do it!]
(Not as yet okayed by the mods.)
Prospero's Daughter.
All ages/PG, ~3000 words. Written around the BFA Full Fathom Five (featuring David Collings as an AU Doctor, but no spoilers and should stand alone, as it's set in the audio's 27 year gap). Thanks to
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[Yes, sorry. I had vowed to myself when I was able to write fic, I would be less obscure. That was a waste of time. I did try quite deliberately to write it as an introduction so should be readable. Well, I'm not quite able to write fic yet, really, I suppose. Also there is another reason that will be explained at some time. As well as the usual: somebody had to do it!]
(Not as yet okayed by the mods.)
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Date: 20 Jun 2011 06:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 20 Jun 2011 02:54 pm (UTC)Ruth, now a teenaged girl and sensitive to being patronised, only stuck out her tongue in concentration as she completed a diagram, refusing to give him the rapt attention she once had. “Well, I’m not surprised. I don’t believe you, either, Doctor. I know all those stories of yours can’t really be true. I’m not a little girl any more.”
She had been saying that ever since he had met her, although it would be true one of these days — sooner now than seemed possible, even for a human with their mayfly lives.
Perfect!
Ugh, I cannot express exactly how delighted I am that you're writing fic again. And, because you seem to be in doubt, you should know that the only way in which this is a second-rate fic is the way that it very rudely hurt your head to write - to read, it is just as marvellous as your fics always are.
I will wait patiently, but - here's to more. *hugs*
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