Temptation

The last time I wrote even a single word of fiction was back in November of last year.  My 2013 NaNoWriMo novel, Taming the Savage, is the longest one I have written so far, coming in at just over 111k words.  Initially, it ran so long because I was determined to surpass a friend's word count (he beat me anyway), but by the end, I just wanted to beat my previous record of 110k.  Anyway, the point is that, since November, I have not written anything, and now I am tempted to write something so bizarre, so out of left field, that I don't even know how to feel about it.

A couple of months ago, a friend at work got me into watching Game of Thrones.  I watched all 30 episodes of the first three seasons in two short weeks.  It was a whirlwind love affair, and of the seemingly millions of characters on the show, I fell absolutely head over heels for Tyrion Lannister.  Honestly, how can you not? 

Now, although I am a born shipper (my first ship was actually Remington Steele and Laura Holt when I was six years old) I do occasionally find works of fiction that are so compelling that I do not feel the need to get caught up in a relation"ship" in order to love them.  Supernatural falls into that category.  So does Red Dwarf and a bunch of other great shows.  And, up until a few a weeks ago, I thought the same thing about Game of Thrones.  But that was only until . . . well . . . perhaps I should insert a . . .

SPOILER ALERT FOR SEASON 3 EPISODE 8 - SECOND SONS . . .

If Only It Were Still 2003 . . .

Back in 2003, three years before my introduction to NaNoWriMo, I was a rather rabid Spuffy shipper.  I still am, I suppose, although it's very rare that I do anything in the fandom these days.  I was such a devoted Spuffy fan, in fact, that I started writing Spuffy fanfiction.  It started, primarily, because I was so dissatisfied with what Joss Whedon and company were doing with Spike and Buffy on the show.  Originally, it was just a way to keep myself sane.  But, over time, it became more than that.  Ideas kept coming to me, and I kept writing.  I found that the little stories I wrote just to please myself, were actually making other people happy, and for a writer, there is no greater joy than that. 

My last Spuffy fic, "Goldilocks", went live on October 27, 2010, and I haven't written a single word of fanfiction since.  I still have at least half a dozen unfinished Spuffy fics wasting away on my computer, waiting to be completed, but I don't know if I'll ever get around to it.  The urgency to complete those stories is gone.  I know there are still Spuffy fans out there who regularly search for fanfic, I know my old stories are still being read, but my novel writing has taken priority over my fanfiction, and I don't know if I will ever get back to it.

Altogether, I was able to complete 17 Spuffy stories.  They are housed in various corners of the internet.  There are a few at The Spuffy Realm, a few more at Sinister Attraction, and others floating around on other sites whose names I can no longer remember.  Currently, the only site that holds all of my fanfiction work is FanFiction.net.  I used to have my own site, Always Beneath You, but I lost it when Geocities folded.  If I do complete any fanfiction in the future, it will most likely end up on FanFiction.net.  I still visit that site on occasion, usually to read stories from other fandoms.  Again, my passion for Spuffy seems to have waned a bit, although if I pulled out any of the DVDs or read any good fanfic, I'd probably be sucked right in again.  Sometimes, I wish I was back in 2003.  There was something so vibrant and exciting about being in the fandom back them.  I truly miss it.