And lo September 15th has arrived. OK, so just barely, but I have another hellacious day at work coming up and I need to get this up, and out, and all that .... so I am posting this THING. It's the work of 2 1/2 months. It has eaten my brain, and made me incapable of writing anything else while I was working on it. I'm not sure I've processed it enough to know if I learned anything from the process (although I'm sure I did) other than "long fics are long."
So here it is, this lovesong to hidden worlds. It's probably not Torchwoody enough to have a large TW readership, and not BatB enough to pull in whatever fans of that show are still around. But whatever. I always said I was writing it for me.
If you would care to read it, I would be delighted. Due to its length I put it up over on AO3. Hopefully you can comment there if you're so inclined. If not, maybe come back here and drop me a comment if you have a burning need to.Title: Song of the PhoenixFandom(s):
Torchwood / Beauty and the Beast (TV version)Characters/Pairings:
Jack/various O.C.s, Vincent, Father, Diana, various other O.C.s., cameo by Mouse Rating:
It’s December 1991 and two men with murders on their minds meet one fateful night in New York City’s Central Park. Warnings:
Some graphic violence. For BatB fans, this is post season 3 with all the baggage that entails. For Torchwood fans, this is a decade or so before Jack would party like its 1999. Disclaimer:
The sand and the sandbox belong to CBS and the BBC. The sandcastles are mine.
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’s Big Ass Big Bang. I never thought I would write anything this long! Remind me of the past two months if I am ever tempted to repeat this experience/experiment… HA!
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