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The 100 fanfic: Heaven Can’t Wait

heavencantwaitThe 100 | [PG-13]
Canon divergent. With the Apocalypse banging at their door, the Arkadians and what’s left of Trikru take refuge in the remains of Alpha Station and hope for the best.

Over 500 souls crammed into a tin can, but there’s only one that has Bellamy wrapped around her little fingers. Written for Camp NaNo: heaven.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1 – Can’t Save Everyone
Chapter 2 – One Live Saved Is One Life Saved
Chapter 3 – Not Alone Anymore
Chapter 4 – Don’t Get Attached
Chapter 5 – Finally Got Something Right
Chapter 6 – A Little Sidetracked
Chapter 7 – I Think She Likes You
Chapter 8 – Baby Whisperer
Chapter 9 – In Too Deep
Chapter 10 – Can We Keep Her?
Chapter 11 – Good Luck With That


Stargate SG-1 fic: Luck of the Irish (repost)

I didn’t really have a lot of time to research Irish traditions and history so it’s mostly on the generic side.  And my little saying is made up (as far as I know).  The one Jack says is real, though.

4000 words | [PG]
May good luck be your friend in whatever you do and may trouble be always a stranger to you. Sam and Jack find they don’t mind taking part in some alien traditions.

Stepping out of the ‘Gate was like stepping into the past. The simple stone buildings with their thatched roofs and rough-hewn doors looked like something out of a Thomas Kinkade painting. The locals looked a bit confounded as the blue event horizon blinked out of existence leaving the town square feeling a little closed in.

“Howdy, folks,” Jack called, his arm waving wide.

A gurgle of chatter rose up among the people—hushed whispers, gasps of surprise, urgent orders. Several boys dashed down a cobbled street, glancing over their shoulders as they ran.

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That Time of Year Again

March is half over which means it’s time to gear up for Camp NaNoWriMo!


Camp is a much more laid back version of NaNoWriMo. You set your own goal which can be words or hours or lines of poetry. Whatever you need (except chapters for some reason). There are two camps every year in April and July in case next month doesn’t work for you.

I’m still not sure what I’m doing this year. Last year, I started all of those The 100 stories. Most of them are still waiting there to be finished. The responsible side of me says I should work on those or get caught up on Heaven Can’t Wait (which was one of those Camp stories), but the other side wants to jump into a fun new project.

Not sure which side will win yet. I’ve got two weeks to figure it out. The games begin April 1st. Which also happens to be Easter so that’ll be fun.

Anyone else wanna play?


Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

From a random fanfic:

Strong arms caught her from below, wrapping her in a tight embrace. For a moment she let the warmth seep into her. Only a moment. That’s how long it took before Murphy opened his big mouth and ruined her fantasy.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“I’m working.”


Monthly Goals

Recap from February:

Reading: Three out of seven. That’s 43%. F
Writing: Kept my journal streak up. Only wrote 14 of 28 days. Barely squeezed in the three chapters of Heaven Can’t WaitC
Finishing/Editing: Finished one chapter of Heaven Can’t Wait. Finished nothing else. F
Posting: Same as editing… posted one chapter and nothing else. F

The month was a complete failure. Due to unforeseen circumstances out of my control. I’m giving myself an F but with a mulligan. It was a rough month.

March Goals:


  • read four books to make up for missing February’s goal
  • read four books for my Goodreads challenge


  • finish four back-reviews
  • write reviews for any new books read


  • write every day in my writing journal/keep my streak going
  • write at least 100 story words every day
  • write next two chapters of Heaven Can’t Wait


  • finish and edit six chapters of Heaven Can’t Wait


  • post six chapters of Heaven Can’t Wait

February Round-up

All things reading and writing.


Well, it was better than January. That’s all I can say about that.



Yeah, didn’t do any of these and am backlogged to December. Ugh.



I fell so far below my goal, it’s pathetic. The month ended with 10,315 words with 14 days I didn’t write at all. That’s half the month! The stress of my cat nearly dying and getting a dog has had a serious toll on my mental state and creativity. All I can do is hope March is better.


Streak: Despite not having any story words, I did manage to write in my journal every day. At least 444 words which keeps my streak up at 4thewords.com. That’s 425 days (since January 1, 2017).


The Great Animal Conspiracy strikes again. Between all of the drama of the cat and dog, I didn’t do much anything. I did manage to polish up chapter eleven of Heaven Can’t Wait, but it all stalled there. In the last three days, I finally wrote rough drafts of chapters 12-15. So that’s a step in the right direction.


Heaven Can’t Wait

I still can’t believe chapter eleven is the only thing I posted all month. Sad.



Last week, I had some blood work done. I got the results yesterday. They’re a doozy.

I’m severely anemic. Which I knew. I’ve been dealing with anemia since high school. It’s really bad, though. Normal range is 37 – 145. Mine is 21.

Signs of anemia according to WebMD:

  • fatigue/loss of energy – check
  • rapid heart beat – check
  • headaches – check
  • difficulty concentrating – double check
  • pale skin – I guess I’m pretty pale
  • leg cramps – occasionally
  • insomnia – all the checks in the world
  • pica (in my case the insatiable urge to chew ice)
  • upward curvature of nails – thankfully don’t have that because it sounds weird
  • soreness of mouth/cracks at corners – I thought my lips were just overly dry and causing the cracking

So, um, yeah. That basically describes me in detail.

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As if my life isn’t stressful enough, my husband brought home a puppy twelve days ago. A puppy!


I am not a dog person. At all. And we already have four cats. As much as I love cats, they’re already driving me nuts wanting in and out of my room all hours of the night. Especially Bellamy since his injury–he just likes to let me know how unhappy he is that we won’t let him outside anymore.

Now we have a dog. And guess who gets to take care of her?

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Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

I’m back after my hiatus with a snippet from the next chapter of Heaven Can’t Wait.

This is why he keeps fighting. Not for himself or the human race. Not even for Octavia anymore. He fights so that the girl will have a tomorrow to wake up to. Hopefully, one not filled with suffering and despair. In that moment, he knows he’d do everything in his power to give her that future.


Update on Bellamy

It’s been a week since my daughter woke me in hysterics because Bellamy was covered in blood and hiding under the sofa. He was such a mess those first two days that I honestly wasn’t sure he would make it.

But I’m happy to announce that he’s made a full recovery. He’s at about 90%. His jaw is still broken but doesn’t seem to bother him. He eats soft and hard food and finally started drinking water last night (his last hurdle).

The bites on his chest have all healed, and there doesn’t seem to be any sign of infection. He no longer has a limp (that was there a week before this incident).

The only thing worrying me now is that he’s started sneezing a lot more. The doctor said that might happen because his nose was jacked up, but he’s doing it a lot more suddenly. My oldest daughter said she’s heard him coughing. And it obviously still pains him to swallow. I think he just needs time with the swallowing. The coughing could be a problem. He’ll need to go get a checkup soon so we’ll see about that then.

I think the vet is going to be shocked at how well he’s bounced back. She listed him in critical condition and gave him less than stellar odds of surviving the first few days.

He really is a trooper. He’s pissed at everyone because we won’t let him outside. Which means he’s being even more obnoxious than usual.

bellamy_022518showing off his shaved chest and leg… also stealing my chair (taken on 2/25/18)

On Hold

Posts are going to be on hold for the week, including new chapters of Heaven Can’t Wait.

Thursday morning, our cat, Bellamy, came home broken and covered in blood. The vet put his injuries down to blunt force trauma probably from a car, but it looks like someone could have kicked him in the face. I don’t know why anyone would want to do that.

His face is a mess. And he has a seeping wound on his chest that she thinks might have been older and abscessed. Whatever happened to him Thursday, ruptured it. It’s pretty bad, and I feel awful that no one noticed this wound. There were no signs that he was hurt besides a limp on that side.

He’s going back today for more x-rays on his face to see if his jaw is broken. He won’t eat or drink even though it’s obvious he’s hungry. He’ll run to the bowl but change his mind once he’s there.

I haven’t been able to concentrate the last couple days so there hasn’t been any writing. I think I’m taking the next two weeks off. Hopefully, but then, Bellamy will be better and I’ll catch up on chapters of Heaven Can’t Wait.

My poor baby when he was about a year old last summer. You almost can’t recognize him–his face is so swelled up and broken.


And bonus… when he was a kitten.


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