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aldersprigThe call for prompts is now open! For the next 24 hours, I will taking your prompts on the theme of Lost, abandoned, and left behind.
I will write (over the next week) at least one microfic (150-300 words) to each prompter. If you donate, I will write to all of your prompts, and write at last 300 additional words for each $5 you donate, to the prompt of your choice.
If I reach $30 in donations, I will post an additional 2000-word fic on the subject of the audience's choice. This level has been reached!
If I reach $60, I will write at least 2 microfics for everyone, whether or not they donated.
If I reach $90, I will write to every prompt I get in the next 24 hours - if something truly bugs me, I'll ask you to re-prompt. At this point, please allow up to 2 weeks for the writing to be completed.
If I reach $120, I will record a podcast of an audience-choice story and post it for everyone to read. Also, everyone who tipped will get double wordcount.
If I reach $150, I will release an e-book of all of the fiction written to this call and the last one. At this point, please allow up to 4 weeks for the writing to be completed.
I'm still saving up for the giraffe carpet, which will be installed the first week of October!
I will write (over the next week) at least one microfic (150-300 words) to each prompter. If you donate, I will write to all of your prompts, and write at last 300 additional words for each $5 you donate, to the prompt of your choice.
If I reach $60, I will write at least 2 microfics for everyone, whether or not they donated.
If I reach $90, I will write to every prompt I get in the next 24 hours - if something truly bugs me, I'll ask you to re-prompt. At this point, please allow up to 2 weeks for the writing to be completed.
If I reach $120, I will record a podcast of an audience-choice story and post it for everyone to read. Also, everyone who tipped will get double wordcount.
If I reach $150, I will release an e-book of all of the fiction written to this call and the last one. At this point, please allow up to 4 weeks for the writing to be completed.
I'm still saving up for the giraffe carpet, which will be installed the first week of October!
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Date: 2011-09-18 01:58 am (UTC)* Alone at a party with all of your best friends.
* Faerie Apocalypse story entitled, "The Forgotten Prisoner"
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Date: 2011-09-19 06:24 pm (UTC)“No gun, though?” Anders shook his head. “And here I thought you were a stickler for accuracy.”
“No gun,” the now-captain admitted. “But if you get tired of the scenery, you can always let the air out. Now that’s enough talking.” He gave Anders a shove into the airlock. “Enjoy your new home… while it lasts.”
“Thanks,” the former Space Navy officer muttered, and stepped through before their dubious mercy ran out and they just spaced him. The “new home,” such as it was, was maybe a hundred and fifty cubic feet of poly bubble tucked into the side of an asteroid, a leftover from the mining days. It had a water processor, an air processor, a sleeping space, a shitting space, and a sitting space, but no subspace radio.
Charlton, not a complete monster, had given Anders two baskets of provisions – one to set up the tiny hydroponics garden that would work as a secondary air processor & food supply, the second a month worth of bland survival food. He wouldn’t die here, though he might wish he would.
He watched the ship he’d served on since childhood sail off into the void, and, because there was nothing else to do, began setting up his living space. With any luck at all, someone would rescue him before he went mad. If not, well, he’d always wanted to write a novel, and now he had all the time in the world.
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Date: 2011-10-04 07:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-05 05:03 pm (UTC)