If you loved this Dr. Who season except for the very last bit (you know what I'm talking about) then check out dwseason5 for a wonderful fix-it story. It's smart, funny, adventurous and makes all things right again. And best of all, it's being updated daily.

Ran across this while surfing LJ. What looks to be a fantastic writer's software is being given away for free today only. If you go to the site, it has a countdown clock to let you know how much of the "day" is left. As of this posting, 13 hours. You do have to download and register in this time period and you don't get support but there is a Yahoo group where users support each other.

It looks simply gorgeous and it's complicated but has timelines and storyboards, etc. So it's probably not for short story writers but people who write long, plotty stories or series will probably find this very useful. Oh and it's for PCs, not Macs.

http://www.giveawayoftheday.com/

I just sent out the preliminary Donate an Orgasm to Moonridge Anthology to all the artists and writers for their approval. I'm really, really pleased with it. As wonderful as last year's was, this year beats it hands down.

I was starting to look through rhianne's site and realized it would take forever. I'm not a very visual person and I never remember what episode something was in. Aha! Excellent time to pick my flist's brains. *g*

What I'm looking for is a close up of Blair's face in a flirty, happy, 'table leg' moment, not an orgasm moment. It wouldn't hurt if he looked gorgeous in the cap too. I need it for the cover page of the Orgasm Anthology. For Jim last year, I used the touch graphic from the opening credits, but Blair needs something else.

Anybody got some suggestions? *waits hopefully*

ETA: Wow! Thanks for all the recs. So many gorgeous pics of Blair to sort through. I don't know how I'm going to make a decision. So hard being me. *g*

In other news, the first draft of the anthology is almost done. I've only got to finish the cover page, do the warnings, and paginate. I should be sending it out to contributors to proof by sometime tomorrow.

Someone's already claimed my femslash AU at the Moonridge auction. Yay! I wasn't sure that one would fly since TS is not exactly known for its femslash. *g* Now I'm all excited to see what they make of it.

I've been slaving over the anthology all day. Formatting for consistency is nitpicky and I'm sure I'll be finding little things up until the last moment. But the really, really hard part is figuring out what order to put the stories in. You want the stories to build in intensity but you don't want any story to be overshadowed.

Anyway, I've come up with an initial line-up that will need to be fiddled with again after I let it rest for a day and come to it fresh. So tomorrow I'll be working with the art (SIX! \o/).

ETA: Wow, we broke 28,000 words of Blairsmut. *wipes tear* I'm so proud of you all!

T. Verano has written a wonderful missing scene for Switchman, with a very horny Blair who's not quite sure if it's Ellison or adrenaline or the sheer joy of having finally found a sentinel.

Firsthand by T. Verano, 1,504 words

And shit, the process of getting his dick out of his fly for a little one-on-one with his hand is maybe gonna make the whole exercise post-orgasmically pointless. Just the friction from the apparently ever-shrinking denim of his jeans, and the pressure from the (should've worn his 501 button-flies) stupid zipper, and the tugging and the shifting needed to ease the stupid zipper down without inflicting damage -- fuck, he's gonna have to carry his backpack in front of his crotch when he heads home; dammit, he's gonna --

Also, I haven't written anything substantial for the anthology but I managed to eke out a drabble today and that's going in. I feel better now. :-)

Revelation by Caro Dee, 100 words

...they strain against each other in the dark, the sound of harsh pants and moans loud in the enclosed space.

So it turned out that writing frantically for four days to finish a story for someone's birthday used up all my writing mojo and I didn't finish the story I intended to donate to Moonridge, so I'm trying this:

From Caro Dee: For the first three people willing to donate $25.00, Caro will act as a slash sex writing coach. This is not a co-writing or beta offer but I will help you figure out what your sex writing style is, what 'hot' really means, and how to fully integrate your sex scene into your story. Maybe you've always wanted to try writing a slash story but didn't think you could pull it off or maybe the story's written but you're blocked on the sex scene. I'm multi-fannish in my reading so contact me about other fandoms than TS before donating. You can find my work here: http://carodee.popullus.net/site.php?c=sentinel.html

The thing is that I've been thinking about how fic sex is written lately and I think I've got a couple more essays in me. Anyway, I'm in that headspace right now so this might be fun. Hopefully, there's at least three people out there who agree. *fingers crossed*

So if any of you gen writers/bi fictional readers on my flist want to talk for hours about the intricacies and tricks of writing sex, I'm your girl! Buy me!

It wasn't quite what I was expecting but then things never are quite what one expects, so big shocker there.

If you don't know about Amma, here's a linky. She's in Chicago this weekend and then she's moving on to other cities: New York, Washington DC, Boston and Toronto. I know there are folks on my flist in those areas, so check it out if you're interested.

( More stuff about Amma )

Watching the bhajan video brought back memories of when I was a wee young thing and I spent six months living in a yoga ashram in New England called Kripalu. Back in those days, they still had a guru. Bear with me while I talk Origin Story as it is relevant to this tale.

( I wax nostalgic about a vaguely related moment in my past )

You know, I get mugged by the plotbunny fairy a lot. Many, many more times than I can actually write. I've only got to look at something, tilt my head into the thinky position and wonder how that might work for something to start seeding in my brain. It's fun and inconvenient and it siphons off energy I could be using on other things.

So I've decided that if I find myself twiddling it around in my head for more than fifteen minutes when I know I'll never write it (i.e., pop it into the plotbunny file for later use), I'm going to set it out on the curb and hope someone walking by takes off with it. Then it isn't mine anymore and then *stern voice* no more thinking about it, Missy!

Not that it's brilliant or anything but thisaway to a plotbunny for this week's Sentinel Thursday prompt. Free to a good home.

Hi, everybody! *waves* I'm surfacing again. I've done some writing of my own although it's coming more slowly than I'd like. Now it's time to start doing my thang with the anthology to make it purty. I'll be re-reading each fic and if I spot a typo I'll email you about it. Then I have to decide what order everything should go in, come up with a cover page and TOC, etc. The fun stuff! *g*

Just to let you know what's come in during my absence:

We have two more stories from admiralandrea and snycock.

Come To Your Senses by ALF, 324 words (TS/Numb3rs Fusion - sequel to last year's How Deep Is Your Love)

Charlie lay on the bed, trembling with anticipation; waiting and watching to see what Don would do next. Don prowled the bed with a predatory look, clearly scenting and tasting the air as he watched Charlie shake beneath the weight of his gaze.

Staying Power by Psychgirl, 1544 words

He watched through a haze of desire and anticipation as Jim sat back on his heels, smiling, wiping his mouth delicately with thumb and index finger. Jim’s gaze was fixed on his cock, which was rigid and flushed with arousal, slick with saliva. “There’s definitely a change in taste,” Jim said softly, “right before. You get richer, more tangy.”

Yeah, don't those intrigue! *fans self* But wait, there's more! Now 33% artier!

From Akablonded - Very erotic photomanip of Jim going down on Blair with the animal guides looking on approvingly. Oh, to be a spirit guide on the wall! *g*

From Marion - Absolutely charming photo of Jim and Blair beanies happily canoodling in the tub. OMG, Blair's chest hair! *diez*

The anthology is doing well and I feel like I can take a bit of a break. If you haven't checked out the running tally post recently it's over here.

CURRENT STATS:

Number of fics: 13
Word count: 24,592
Number of artworks: 4

Pretty impressive, y'all. Give yourselves a hand. *claps* *cheers* *handstandz*

We're still open to receiving more orgasms and I think there are a few still coming. *snerk* I will answer emails and comments (although perhaps a bit more briefly than recently) but I will save up the individual announcements posts for when I get back. As much fun as I've been having with all this, it's been siphoning off writing energy. Oh noez. :-( I'd really like to concentrate on finishing something up to donate.

I'll check back in in about a week. Lurking mode, engage. *waves and sinks out of sight*

Once again, pattrose has used her powers for good and K-9 has kindly agreed to allow us to include a timed-out zine illustration in the anthology. It's a stunning black and white drawing of naked Blair asleep on the sofa. He looks completely wiped out and I can visualize Jim standing just out of sight (holding the damp washcloth he went into the bathroom to fetch) with the most tender look on his face. *heart flutter*

I continue to be amazed at the generosity and talent of all you TS fans who have contributed to the anthology this year. Our buyers are going to have so much fun. :-)

We owe a special thanks to Pattrose who is a recruiter without equal. She's found two artists who are donating to the anthology:

From Ximeria: A sweet black and white hand-drawn picture of Jim and Blair in a passionate clinch.

From Nicci Mac: A photomanip of Blair, nude from the hips up, looking down at something or someone ;-) just out of sight.

So I was wracking my brains trying to come up with donations for Moonridge. I have two possible fics that I might finish in time but unless I do I won't offer them. Apparently my brain is interpreting all the recent posting I've been doing as my 'writing for the day'. :-( And I was doing so well in May too. Maybe I just need to take a week or so off from posting anything at all.

In the meantime, I decided to ask for two stories to be written for me. These were just sent to Aly and I'm posting them here in case any of my flist finds them interesting and might want to claim them. Remember, it's first come.

( Claim Auction... )
Oh, and it occurs to me that if someone claims this early in the auction, I have no problem with them then offering it up to Moonridge for others to buy (since they're writing it anyway). If Aly agrees, of course.

Okay, this one gets its own post. Orion has written a sextuple drabble with six orgasms along Jim and Blair's history. See, you can convey hot in just 100 words! I couldn't possibly pull out six teasers for this, but I think I can manage three.

Full Circle by Orion, 600 words

Leaning back against the brick wall, he watched Jim warily as he stepped nearer, predatory in posture, his nostrils flaring, the eyes wide and unfocused...

***
It was post-adrenaline hysteria that made them shed their clothes immediately after the provisional door to the loft closed behind them.

***
Jim's fingers traced the scar on his thigh and Blair's skin broke out in goose bumps.

The first one is from Marion and this one is make-me-swoon romantic.

This Side of Heaven by Marion, 651 words

Making love with you is probably not the most amazing thing in the world. There are probably many more truly amazing, incredible things that I could do; head up a study on a lost civilization, or discover the true meaning of the Nazca lines, or find a long-thought-lost Burton book. But all those things lie in the realm of pipe dreams and Hollywood fantasy and could never compare to the reality of making love with you.

See what I mean? *heartfelt sigh*

The second one comes from Rae and is the most unique use of the prompt in the anthology. It's hot and funny yet made my heart clench with angst. I'm trying to persuade her to change the title so that's why it's currently untitled.

Untitled by Rae Evans, 2,607 words

"It was good, Sandburg," he started to explain.

It was the wrong thing to say. Blair sat back in his chair and pulled the mug of coffee closer to the edge of the table. An offended air settled around him, his own personal rain cloud.

Jim tried again. "Chief," he said firmly. "Blair," he added gently.

"I couldn’t have tried any harder, Jim."

The words were heartfelt and Jim knew he was a heel for what he was about to say, but he had to be honest to Blair, above all he had to be that. Jim took a deep breath.

"Rafe was better."

Aargh! Noooooo... *despairs*

ETA: A second orgasm from Jane and it's a fascinating and sometimes dark look at Blair's fantasy life. Passionate, full-bodied and with a bittersweet finish. Delicious.

Snake in the Grass by Jane Davitt, 2,800 words

I'm not jerking off out here on the balcony just so that Jim won't find out when he gets back and takes his first suspicious, testing sniff of the air in the loft. (Which he does as soon as he's closed the door behind him. Definitely a sentinel thing. He didn't know he was doing it until I told him, and then he tried to stop himself and couldn't, which pissed him off even more than being told.)

One of my Moonridge donations needs a beta. There's still plenty of time and it's short.

Ranger Ellison by Mereridkat, 1,224 words

Okay, I LOL'ed like a loon as Laurie reveals the real reason Jim tells Blair to use the spray. Funny and hot, she makes great use of Jim's sense of smell. Another wonderful addition to the anthology.

A Delectable Form of Defeat by Laurie, 3200 words

Jim left the aerosol spray can on the back of the toilet. It was some kind of floral stuff that hopefully was going to mask the seductive Sandburg scent. He hoped that Blair would get the message and use the deodorizer in the morning.

But... no. Blair apparently thought his shit didn't stink, because he'd ignored the spray. So now, Jim was going to have to pretend that he couldn't hack Blair using the john and insist that the kid use the spray to avoid offending Jim's delicate sensibilities. Hell, turning down his sense of smell was easy. But pheromones? The little suckers went to work sending 'check this out' messages to his sexual drive whether or not he'd spun the dial so that he couldn't actually smell them. It had been the first thing he'd tried when Blair set up the bathroom as his own personal love shack.

ETA: Fluterbev just sent me an incendiary little PWP where Blair wants to see if he can come just from nipple stimulation and Jim wants to tie Blair up. It's a perfectly kinky meeting of minds.

Torture by Fluterbev, 2,474 words

Restrained, secured, bound; helplessly spread out like a tethered sacrifice before a hungry beast. Blair swallowed nervously, feeling his helplessness as a shuddering thrill of almost unbearable arousal and fear. The predatory look on Jim’s face, as he stood beside the bed and surveyed his victim, only added to Blair’s delicious trepidation.

ETA2: Wow, I'm feeling lucky today! Another Blairgasm, this time from Mereridkat. Funny, raunchy Blair revelling in alone time at the loft.

Ranger Ellison by Mereridkat, 1,224 words

He stripped, muttering as he went, and stomped into the bathroom for a quick shower. Ah, nudity in the loft! He grinned, pausing outside the bathroom door, wiggling his naked butt in the direction of the loft door.

"Jim, Jim!" He called out, knowing his Sentinel couldn't hear him now. "I'm naked in the loft! Inappropriate nudity!"

He went into the bathroom, turned on the shower and scratched his chest. He looked down at his body, noticing that his penis had perked up. Ah, Jim! Thoughts of Jim –- dangerous, perverted thoughts –- were always lurking there in the background.