Sometimes it feels like I'm jumping up and down, trying to get attention for my writing, my blogging, my whatever-ing...
...only to get lost amongst all of the other people jumping up and down and vying for your attention in an increasingly noisy world.
I love novel-length fanfiction!
I know, I know, it's not exactly a secret at this point.
...I didn't always; love novel-length fanfiction, that is.
I used to prefer the shorter the better.
But somewhere along the way my reading habits changed, and now I can't get enough of the novel and novella length stuff.
It's Thursday, I am very tired (and that's OK, dammit,) let's get some superhero-y comics-y goodness!
Warning: this post discusses spiders - no pictures of spiders though, because I wouldn't do that to myself.
I also briefly discuss illegal drugs because I like variety, apparently.
October was... pretty good, all in all.
I mean... the UK economy collapsed, followed by the UK government, and everything feels a bit like a slow-motion breakdown of society, so... that wasn't good.
Still, apart from all that, October was pretty good.
Somehow some people still seem to think climate change is a tomorrow problem.
It's not.
It's a today problem.
'Maybe it’s the last many months catching up with him, or the fractured ribs, or the way Sam watches him like a damn hawk. Maybe it’s a peace offering. Maybe he’s trying to get Sam to let his guard down. Hard to tell, with a hundred year old assassin.'
Some fic authors I'll come back to again and again, cos they got the stuff I want.
This week's fic comes from one of those authors.
This is based on - what else? - The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (TFATWS).
It involves mission fic-ness, novel-length (150ish pages,) superhero shenanigans, and enough angst to keep my goblin emo spaghetti brain from protesting too much.
It's Thursday, it's November (somehow,) let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
