i have never done one of these, but today i decided to, possibly because i am insane or a masochist. the first lines meme, nicked from a good portion of the flist: take the first line of your last 20 stories and see what this says about your writing. i bent the rules slightly and post a bit more than one sentence in a couple of cases. one thing i definitely know it says is that i really need to finish more fic, since about 75% of the lines are from unfinished fics. sigh. i'll bold the ones that are actually done and posted anywhere at all.

( proof that i do actually *try* to write fanfiction under here )

oh man. well, i think this tells us that 01: i need better first sentences and 02: i should probably finish some of these things and get them off my harddrive.

Title: Inevitable
Author: professor pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: Mr. Holmes and the eminent Professor James Moriarty are now in the public domain, but of course I give ultimate credit and thanks for their existence to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Summary: The immutability of the autumn, the inevitability of the spring.
Notes: Written to cheer up eponymous_rose; she gave me the prompt "Holmes, Moriarty and a tree". Thanks to lizbee for looking it over.


( Inevitable )

As always, feedback and criticism are both welcome and cherished.

"Hello," said the Doctor. He waggled his eyebrows in a fashion that was meant to be sexy and yet mysterious. He was hindered by the fact that he really didn't have any eyebrows to speak of. The waggling was just drawing attention to that unfortunate fact.

"You realise that you're just making me notice that you've got no eyebrows to speak of, don't you?" River asked. She went back to recording the locations of pottery fragments into her datapad.

"Oh yeah," said the Doctor, deflating a bit. "I forgot again."

"Well," she said, drawing her stylus across the screen, "Even if you do seem a little too... fresh, your bone structure looks a bit more solid now. I won't have to be worried I'm going to break you in half anymore."

"We could test that hypothesis out," he replied, a little bit quickly. River glanced up at him, her mouth quirked upwards. "Er. Perhaps. At some point. After your very important and not at all useless work is completed for the day. Yes."

River looked back down at her datapad, but her smile only got wider.

"Meet me at my shuttle at 1400 hours, young man, and we'll discuss it." She looked up at him again, a serious expression on her face. "Oh, and don't forget the hand-cuffs."

Title: Lifetimes
Author: professor pangaea
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Seventh Doctor, The Rani, The Master (Ainley)
Spoilers: None, as far as I can tell.
Summary: Once again, the Rani discovers why she should avoid associating with the Master. The Master discovers that there seems to be one subject he is not very logical about. The Doctor discovers how good the Rani is at programming her security system.
Notes: Erm. I think the term is "pointless and embarrassing". Also probably not as fun as the summary makes it out to be. ;___;


( Lifetimes )

epilogue: And then Ace blows up a bunch of stuff and rescues the Doctor, probably. THE END.

Title: Infinite Probabilities
Author: professor pangaea
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: First Doctor, Susan, Koschei
Spoilers: None. Unless you count that one about the Doctor stealing the TARDIS and running away from his home planet. So... The War Games? Not really.
Notes: Thanks for betas and general "WRITING: YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG" from cesario and lizbee. Any awkward phraseology or excessive adverbiage that is left is obviously the result of my not paying attention to them. Also: I like to think that Susan and the Doctor travelled for several decades, at least, before meeting up with Ian and Barbara. Thus, I made this story.
Summary: "Our most glorious experiences are a kind of regret. Our regret is so sublime that we may mistake it for triumph. It is the painful, plaintively sad surprise of our Genius remembering our past lives and contemplating what is possible." -- Henry David Thoreau


( Infinite Probabilities )

Feedback and criticism are both welcome and cherished.

Title: Tea and Variable Resistance
Author: professor pangaea
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Tenth Doctor, Martha, Ian and Barbara (a bit)
Spoilers: 42, Blink, and extremely vague oldschool mentions, so vague, in fact, that they only really exist in my brain, but just in case anyone has access to that I mention the possibility.
Summary:The Doctor hadn't mentioned any third eyelids, but he hadn't mentioned quite a lot of other things either.


( Tea and Variable Resistance )

Title: Observational Analysis (The Even Bastards Have Brothers Remix)
Author: Professor Pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: Mr. Holmes is in the public domain, but as always, credit for his creation belongs to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Notes: This piece is a remix of the short story The Other Brother, by serenissima (also known as killalla), and written for the Remix...Redux IV, organised by the wonderfully hardworking musesfool. Thanks must be extended to them both for the inspiration and opportunity that they provided, and an extra thanks to serenissima for her excellent remix of my story, Five Things That Never Happened to Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John H. Watson. Her remix can be found here: The Player of Games Remix
Summary: "All emotions ... were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen."

Observational Analysis



As always, feedback and criticism are both sought after and cherished.

Since authors were revealed on Sunday, I can now lay claim to having written Observational Analysis, which really wasn't a mystery on account of the fact that there were only two authors who wrote Sherlock Holmes. However, even if there had been many, I fear this story would have been fairly obviously written by me. The name alone is a giveaway, but of course there's also the strongly repressed emotions, long silences, chronological messing about, Mycroft being a bastard, and of course, rampant gazing. Sigh.

Also, don't forget to read killalla's awesome remix of my story, namely Five Things That Never Happened to Mr. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson (The Player of Games Remix). And my lady, I thank you again for it.

Up next: Official fic post!

Title: All Nature Is Our Satellite
Author: Professor Pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: Mr. Holmes is in the public domain, and I give thanks to both Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and to Henry David Thoreau for being such an inspiration to so many people, not least of all myself.
Notes: The text of Mr. Thoreau's journal entry used herein is not, unfortunately, from the fourteen volume 1906 edition published by Houghton Mifflin, but from the more recent Princeton edition. There are marked differences in punctuation in the two texts, but the words themselves are usually the same. Nevertheless, when and if I can locate a usable copy of the 1906 edition I shall be sure to emend the text of this story accordingly.


( All Nature Is Our Satellite )




Especially as this story is unbetaed, feedback and criticism shall be much appreciated and cherished.

Title: Sub Rosa
Author: Professor Pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: Mr. Holmes and sundry other characters are now in the public domain, but of course I give ultimate credit and thanks for their existence to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Summary: "One of the most attractive things about the flowers is their beautiful reserve. The truly beautiful and noble puts its lover, as it were, at an infinite distance, while it attends him more strongly than ever." -- Henry David Thoreau




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