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2009 Year-End Roundup
26 stories. I'd add up the words, but some of these were collaboratively-written and I can't really divide those up. :-)
2009
JANUARY
Limo
Unpublished; original draft 1/7/09, posted 1/8/09. 535 words.
In the immortal words of Monty Python, "And now for something completely different." My first story of the new year was an RPF -- a Real Person Fic (gen, not slash), featuring Hugh Laurie and Robert Sean Leonard in the back of a limo on their way to the People's Choice Awards. Where HL really did say, "And now Robert Sean Leonard is going to sing!" And I took that and ran with it. This was a lot of fun to write.
Favorite line in this story: He blinks innocently, and for a moment he looks just like Wilson only an hour ago, waiting for House to tell him why he wanted to see him alone, at Mickey's Diner.
The Last Time I Saw Paris
Unpublished; original draft dated 1/22/09, posted the same day. 366 words.
Sparked by a conversation with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
blackmare_9, this is a very small meditation on how House might choose to go out. Guest appearances by Taub and Kutner.
Favorite line in this story: In the end it's like a watch running down, the owner simply forgetting to wind it so that the toothed gears creep to a stop and the driving force dissipates.
Mirror, Mirror
Unpublished; original draft dated 1/2/09, posted 1/26/09. 871 words.
Hee. This was something of an experiment for me in terms of narrative POV, and apparently readers want me to stay as far away as possible from that POV in the future.
Favorite line in this story: He's got a serious look on his face, and his eyes are guarded, as if he's seen too much of a bad thing.
The Brining Method
Unpublished; original draft dated 1/27/09, posted 1/28/09. 300 words.
Fluff, written late at night while we were having an ice storm. House looks out the window and finds the weather unacceptable.
Favorite line in this story: "Unicorn snow?" he says.
Take A Walk On the Wild Side
Posted to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
housefic on 1/29/09. 3,203 words.
This story was sparked by a recent news report, in which a husband and wife, upon discovering a $175K bank error in their account, took the money and ran. To Florida. It seemed like such a quintessentially American tale -- I couldn't stop thinking about it and then suddenly the two original characters in the fic started talking, telling their side of the story. And I had to write it down, andblackmare_9 wrote a wonderful Epilogue.
My favorite line in this story is actually part of the third paragraph: Mandy peered out the window of their stalled green Bonneville. She'd told Scotty to take it in and have Rahim look at the alternator, but had he? Of course not -- he'd forgotten, just like he forgot everything. And now here they were, on the road with their Bounteous Windfall, and the fucker had broken down just like the defunct piece of shit it was.
Although ... I really like all the lines in this story. *g*
FEBRUARY
Five Things Wilson Knows
Unpublished; original draft dated 2/2/09. 152 words.
A tiny little nanofic/episode tag for 5.14, "The Greater Good."
Favorite line in this story: I like all of the lines in this story.
Eye of the Beholder
Posted tohousefic on 2/7/09. 1,231 words.
Another ... sort of episode tag, to 5.14, playing off the "Mrs. House" gambit and asking the question -- what if House had retaliated? This was a lot of fun to write.
Favorite line in this story: "Give her to me," she growls, making a mental note to take him off the Safe Adult list immediately.
These Crimes Between Us
Unpublished; original draft dated 2/16/09. 2,782 words.
Oh my. And here I veer off again into some very dark waters. The first NC-17 story I'd written in a while. Violent. Nasty. It seems that about two or three times a year, I write a story like this. I don't know why that is. Heed the warnings on this one -- did I mention that it's dark, violent, and nasty? This story was built entirely around a single line that popped up out of nowhere.
Favorite line in this story: He guesses he's lucky he doesn't have a brother named Walla Walla, but then that's just the way mom had been, naming the dog Texas and the cat New Hampshire.
MARCH
The Beggar's Horse
Posted tohousefic and house_wilson on 3/15/09.
Sometimes a wish is all you have when there's nothing left to hold onto. This story was sparked by a comment fromtakes_a_fairy, that she wished for a fic based upon the classic ghost story The Monkey's Paw. This is what immediately sprang to mind. 2,329 words.
There is a beautifully-written Epilogue to this -- A Lame Little Pony, byblackmare_9.
My favorite line in this fic doesn't make a whole lot of sense taken out of context, but I like to think it delivers a nice little punch in the story: "He did," she said. "What do you think he was doing at the bank?"
What's Up, Doc?
Posted tohouse_wilson on 3/27/09.
It's allignazwisdom's fault that I wrote smut. NC-17 smut. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. Don't miss the outstandingly goofy illustration at the end by bironic. 663 words.
Favorite line in this story: Oh, they're all smutty. I like all of them. Hee.
APRIL
Prodigal
Unpublished; original draft dated 4/5/09. 446 words.
I wanted to write a happy Passover story about Daniel Wilson. Well, that didn't quite work out. Something I do like here is the interplay between the contrast of kosher and treyf.
Favorite line in this story: It all goes back to cloven hooves.
MAY
Carry Me Home
Posted tohousefic (where it sank without a trace, hee) and house_wilson on 5/14/09. 2,753 words.
This fic is an historical AU, sparked by Drew Gilpin Faust's magnificent This Republic of Suffering: Death and the American Civil War. I like to think this is a pretty good story, following House as he embarks on a melancholy, emotional mission.
Favorite line in this story: I tried to pick one, but I really do like all of the lines in this story.
If I Had Ever Been Here Before (I Would Probably Know Just What to Do)
Unpublished; original draft dated 5/28/09. 589 words.
A scenario I'd been thinking about, sparked into life bydaasgrrl's amazing and deeply chilling Unexplored Possibilities. Here, House's breakdown breeds a new kind of monster.
Favorite line in this story: She had to hurry because of that brat of hers, something about nannies and overcharges and double time, what do you want, House, I have to leave.
JUNE
No stories.
JULY
Nor Any Voice of Mourning
Posted tohouse_wilson and housefic on 7/16/09. 3,093 words.
An historical AU set during WWII, this story had been brewing for a long time -- since the fall of 2008, I believe. It had simply sat until the characters started talking to me again. Set during the Italian Campaign of 1943, Captain Wilson of the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps goes looking for a shipment of misdirected medical supplies, and ends up having quite the conversation with an American field hospital's Captain House.
Favorite line in this story: I really like all the lines in this story, but I have a special fondness for this one -- Sparrows fluttered in the rafters; little chestnut-capped birds the Italians called passeri, and their shit splattered the dirt floor and patients alike.
There's A Hole In My Head (Where the Rain Comes In)
Unpublished; original draft dated 7/19/09. 140 words.
A tiny little Wilson-centric nanofic in which he considers the ramifications of visiting two mental patients in two different institutions at the same time.
Favorite line in this story: "Dogs," Danny says. "It's the therapy dogs. The RFID mirror chips, implanted in their brains."
A Walk-On Part
Unpublished; original draft dated 7/29/09. 927 words.
It's the end of the world as I know it, and I feel fine. House, unmoored in time and space at Mayfield, holds onto the only anchor he knows.
My favorite line in this story is the very first one: The sun goes out at precisely three fifteen on a Wednesday.
AUGUST
Though the Skies Fall
Posted tohouse_wilson and housefic on 8/25/09. 652 words.
Seven linked sections, not quite linear in time, in a slow reveal that House might just have more choices after Mayfield than he'd ever dreamed of.
Favorite line in this story: He doesn't particularly care if Wilson's bad dreams include pink unicorns in tutus dancing on the graves of dead cancer kids, but if he says something embarrassing in his sleep House wants to hear it.
Take the Long Way Home
Posted tohouse_wilson and housefic on 8/30/09. 2,649 words.
This one sat on the back burner for a long time -- since November of last year, to be exact. It's an odd story for me in some ways. Although it's an AU, it includes Cameron and Cuddy, with a hint of Foreman, in a world where House is the head of the Divination Department and everyone takes sex with a ... gigantically large grain of salt. I like this strange little ficverse a lot, and if anyone would like to write into it, they're more than welcome
Favorite line in this story: "And it's not even that he really minds being a girl," she continues. "It's just the whole emasculation thing, you know?"
SEPTEMBER
Wolf in the Fold
Posted tohouse_wilson and housefic on 9/3/09. 3,621 words.
This is a story that grew from one tiny scene -- Wilson, pursued by House, fleeing through a dark forest. It's another one of my AUs, set in a post-Crash America sliding into true dystopia. It was a ton of fun to write. *inappropriate enthusiasm, heh*
Favorite line in this story is a very small one, but I thought it conveyed a lot about this world: They pass the empty chair where Wilson's assistant used to sit before the latest round of cutbacks, and step outside.
OCTOBER
Hearing the Wren Sing
Unpublished, original draft dated 10/2/09. 185 words.
A first for me -- a nanofic for the FlashForward series, in which Demetri contemplates some new-found knowledge.
Favorite line in this story: And this was way before Zoey, and she was hot, and his roommate had told him girls in lit classes were easy lays -- at least the ones who weren't lesbians.
Heh.
It's All Right If You Love Me (It's All Right If You Don't)
Posted tohousefic on 10/14/09. 475 words.
Another first -- a little ficlet from the POV of one Remy Hadley. Thirteen goes to Thailand, and thinks over what was and what is to be. It surprised me a bit how much I enjoyed writing this.
Favorite line from this story: I really like all of the lines in this story.
Pumpkinhead
Posted tohouse_wilson on 10/31/09. 1,208 words.
A return to the Divergence-verse, a dark and lonely AU in which Jimmy Wilson was hit by a car when he was eight and knocked off his bike into a retaining wall, with the result that he's pretty much stayed eight ever since. Like I said -- it's not a happy place. But House is here, and maybe that helps. A little. This visit to the ficverse involves a chance encounter at Halloween, and House's discovery that just perhaps he does have a better nature.
Favorite line in this story: Well, I like all of these too.
NOVEMBER
Smoke Point
Posted tohouse_wilson on 11/5/09. 1,087 words.
You never know who's going to come knocking on your best friend's apartment door.
Favorite line in this story: "Pffft," House says. "I can make kirsi-martsipanikook any old time."
A Temporary Truce
Unpublished; original draft dated 11/10/09. 335 words.
More of a vignette than anything else. House/Cuddy, in one particular moment in Episode 6.07, "Known Unknowns."
Favorite line in this story: She scolds herself a little; it's just a rented costume, she reminds herself, but the memories of the day insist otherwise.
DECEMBER
Connecting the Dots
Posted tohouse_wilson on 12/9/09. 1,968 words.
A collaborative fic withblackmare_9, this story was first entitled Reverb, then Recoil. House's artistic side comes to the fore as he attempts to pull together the threads of Wilson's life after an act of senseless violence.
Favorite line in this story: This is a chemical reaction, phencyclidine combining with formaldehyde, methanol, other solvents, to produce a guy who probably thought Wilson was trying to hand him a live cobra.
Roll the Bones
Links posted tohouse_wilson, housefic, and sick_wilson on 12/24/09. 12,852 words.
And one more collaborative fic to round out the year, this time withpwcorgigirl and blackmare_9. This fic was sparked into life by Corgigirl, who sent me an email relating how she'd overheard a parking lot conversation regarding a newborn with a most unusual name. And the rest, as they say, is history. *g*
Favorite line in this story ... there are way too many to pick just one, although I have to admit I really like this bit of description: Heat was rising in shimmering waves off the crushed-stone driveway, and the ugly pit bull was asleep, curled into a brindle cannon ball in the grass.
2009
JANUARY
Limo
Unpublished; original draft 1/7/09, posted 1/8/09. 535 words.
In the immortal words of Monty Python, "And now for something completely different." My first story of the new year was an RPF -- a Real Person Fic (gen, not slash), featuring Hugh Laurie and Robert Sean Leonard in the back of a limo on their way to the People's Choice Awards. Where HL really did say, "And now Robert Sean Leonard is going to sing!" And I took that and ran with it. This was a lot of fun to write.
Favorite line in this story: He blinks innocently, and for a moment he looks just like Wilson only an hour ago, waiting for House to tell him why he wanted to see him alone, at Mickey's Diner.
The Last Time I Saw Paris
Unpublished; original draft dated 1/22/09, posted the same day. 366 words.
Sparked by a conversation with
blackmare_9, this is a very small meditation on how House might choose to go out. Guest appearances by Taub and Kutner.Favorite line in this story: In the end it's like a watch running down, the owner simply forgetting to wind it so that the toothed gears creep to a stop and the driving force dissipates.
Mirror, Mirror
Unpublished; original draft dated 1/2/09, posted 1/26/09. 871 words.
Hee. This was something of an experiment for me in terms of narrative POV, and apparently readers want me to stay as far away as possible from that POV in the future.
Favorite line in this story: He's got a serious look on his face, and his eyes are guarded, as if he's seen too much of a bad thing.
The Brining Method
Unpublished; original draft dated 1/27/09, posted 1/28/09. 300 words.
Fluff, written late at night while we were having an ice storm. House looks out the window and finds the weather unacceptable.
Favorite line in this story: "Unicorn snow?" he says.
Take A Walk On the Wild Side
Posted to
housefic on 1/29/09. 3,203 words.This story was sparked by a recent news report, in which a husband and wife, upon discovering a $175K bank error in their account, took the money and ran. To Florida. It seemed like such a quintessentially American tale -- I couldn't stop thinking about it and then suddenly the two original characters in the fic started talking, telling their side of the story. And I had to write it down, and
blackmare_9 wrote a wonderful Epilogue.My favorite line in this story is actually part of the third paragraph: Mandy peered out the window of their stalled green Bonneville. She'd told Scotty to take it in and have Rahim look at the alternator, but had he? Of course not -- he'd forgotten, just like he forgot everything. And now here they were, on the road with their Bounteous Windfall, and the fucker had broken down just like the defunct piece of shit it was.
Although ... I really like all the lines in this story. *g*
FEBRUARY
Five Things Wilson Knows
Unpublished; original draft dated 2/2/09. 152 words.
A tiny little nanofic/episode tag for 5.14, "The Greater Good."
Favorite line in this story: I like all of the lines in this story.
Eye of the Beholder
Posted to
housefic on 2/7/09. 1,231 words.Another ... sort of episode tag, to 5.14, playing off the "Mrs. House" gambit and asking the question -- what if House had retaliated? This was a lot of fun to write.
Favorite line in this story: "Give her to me," she growls, making a mental note to take him off the Safe Adult list immediately.
These Crimes Between Us
Unpublished; original draft dated 2/16/09. 2,782 words.
Oh my. And here I veer off again into some very dark waters. The first NC-17 story I'd written in a while. Violent. Nasty. It seems that about two or three times a year, I write a story like this. I don't know why that is. Heed the warnings on this one -- did I mention that it's dark, violent, and nasty? This story was built entirely around a single line that popped up out of nowhere.
Favorite line in this story: He guesses he's lucky he doesn't have a brother named Walla Walla, but then that's just the way mom had been, naming the dog Texas and the cat New Hampshire.
MARCH
The Beggar's Horse
Posted to
housefic and house_wilson on 3/15/09.Sometimes a wish is all you have when there's nothing left to hold onto. This story was sparked by a comment from
takes_a_fairy, that she wished for a fic based upon the classic ghost story The Monkey's Paw. This is what immediately sprang to mind. 2,329 words. There is a beautifully-written Epilogue to this -- A Lame Little Pony, by
blackmare_9.My favorite line in this fic doesn't make a whole lot of sense taken out of context, but I like to think it delivers a nice little punch in the story: "He did," she said. "What do you think he was doing at the bank?"
What's Up, Doc?
Posted to
house_wilson on 3/27/09.It's all
ignazwisdom's fault that I wrote smut. NC-17 smut. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. Don't miss the outstandingly goofy illustration at the end by bironic. 663 words.Favorite line in this story: Oh, they're all smutty. I like all of them. Hee.
APRIL
Prodigal
Unpublished; original draft dated 4/5/09. 446 words.
I wanted to write a happy Passover story about Daniel Wilson. Well, that didn't quite work out. Something I do like here is the interplay between the contrast of kosher and treyf.
Favorite line in this story: It all goes back to cloven hooves.
MAY
Carry Me Home
Posted to
housefic (where it sank without a trace, hee) and house_wilson on 5/14/09. 2,753 words.This fic is an historical AU, sparked by Drew Gilpin Faust's magnificent This Republic of Suffering: Death and the American Civil War. I like to think this is a pretty good story, following House as he embarks on a melancholy, emotional mission.
Favorite line in this story: I tried to pick one, but I really do like all of the lines in this story.
If I Had Ever Been Here Before (I Would Probably Know Just What to Do)
Unpublished; original draft dated 5/28/09. 589 words.
A scenario I'd been thinking about, sparked into life by
daasgrrl's amazing and deeply chilling Unexplored Possibilities. Here, House's breakdown breeds a new kind of monster.Favorite line in this story: She had to hurry because of that brat of hers, something about nannies and overcharges and double time, what do you want, House, I have to leave.
JUNE
No stories.
JULY
Nor Any Voice of Mourning
Posted to
house_wilson and housefic on 7/16/09. 3,093 words.An historical AU set during WWII, this story had been brewing for a long time -- since the fall of 2008, I believe. It had simply sat until the characters started talking to me again. Set during the Italian Campaign of 1943, Captain Wilson of the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps goes looking for a shipment of misdirected medical supplies, and ends up having quite the conversation with an American field hospital's Captain House.
Favorite line in this story: I really like all the lines in this story, but I have a special fondness for this one -- Sparrows fluttered in the rafters; little chestnut-capped birds the Italians called passeri, and their shit splattered the dirt floor and patients alike.
There's A Hole In My Head (Where the Rain Comes In)
Unpublished; original draft dated 7/19/09. 140 words.
A tiny little Wilson-centric nanofic in which he considers the ramifications of visiting two mental patients in two different institutions at the same time.
Favorite line in this story: "Dogs," Danny says. "It's the therapy dogs. The RFID mirror chips, implanted in their brains."
A Walk-On Part
Unpublished; original draft dated 7/29/09. 927 words.
It's the end of the world as I know it, and I feel fine. House, unmoored in time and space at Mayfield, holds onto the only anchor he knows.
My favorite line in this story is the very first one: The sun goes out at precisely three fifteen on a Wednesday.
AUGUST
Though the Skies Fall
Posted to
house_wilson and housefic on 8/25/09. 652 words.Seven linked sections, not quite linear in time, in a slow reveal that House might just have more choices after Mayfield than he'd ever dreamed of.
Favorite line in this story: He doesn't particularly care if Wilson's bad dreams include pink unicorns in tutus dancing on the graves of dead cancer kids, but if he says something embarrassing in his sleep House wants to hear it.
Take the Long Way Home
Posted to
house_wilson and housefic on 8/30/09. 2,649 words.This one sat on the back burner for a long time -- since November of last year, to be exact. It's an odd story for me in some ways. Although it's an AU, it includes Cameron and Cuddy, with a hint of Foreman, in a world where House is the head of the Divination Department and everyone takes sex with a ... gigantically large grain of salt. I like this strange little ficverse a lot, and if anyone would like to write into it, they're more than welcome
Favorite line in this story: "And it's not even that he really minds being a girl," she continues. "It's just the whole emasculation thing, you know?"
SEPTEMBER
Wolf in the Fold
Posted to
house_wilson and housefic on 9/3/09. 3,621 words.This is a story that grew from one tiny scene -- Wilson, pursued by House, fleeing through a dark forest. It's another one of my AUs, set in a post-Crash America sliding into true dystopia. It was a ton of fun to write. *inappropriate enthusiasm, heh*
Favorite line in this story is a very small one, but I thought it conveyed a lot about this world: They pass the empty chair where Wilson's assistant used to sit before the latest round of cutbacks, and step outside.
OCTOBER
Hearing the Wren Sing
Unpublished, original draft dated 10/2/09. 185 words.
A first for me -- a nanofic for the FlashForward series, in which Demetri contemplates some new-found knowledge.
Favorite line in this story: And this was way before Zoey, and she was hot, and his roommate had told him girls in lit classes were easy lays -- at least the ones who weren't lesbians.
Heh.
It's All Right If You Love Me (It's All Right If You Don't)
Posted to
housefic on 10/14/09. 475 words.Another first -- a little ficlet from the POV of one Remy Hadley. Thirteen goes to Thailand, and thinks over what was and what is to be. It surprised me a bit how much I enjoyed writing this.
Favorite line from this story: I really like all of the lines in this story.
Pumpkinhead
Posted to
house_wilson on 10/31/09. 1,208 words.A return to the Divergence-verse, a dark and lonely AU in which Jimmy Wilson was hit by a car when he was eight and knocked off his bike into a retaining wall, with the result that he's pretty much stayed eight ever since. Like I said -- it's not a happy place. But House is here, and maybe that helps. A little. This visit to the ficverse involves a chance encounter at Halloween, and House's discovery that just perhaps he does have a better nature.
Favorite line in this story: Well, I like all of these too.
NOVEMBER
Smoke Point
Posted to
house_wilson on 11/5/09. 1,087 words.You never know who's going to come knocking on your best friend's apartment door.
Favorite line in this story: "Pffft," House says. "I can make kirsi-martsipanikook any old time."
A Temporary Truce
Unpublished; original draft dated 11/10/09. 335 words.
More of a vignette than anything else. House/Cuddy, in one particular moment in Episode 6.07, "Known Unknowns."
Favorite line in this story: She scolds herself a little; it's just a rented costume, she reminds herself, but the memories of the day insist otherwise.
DECEMBER
Connecting the Dots
Posted to
house_wilson on 12/9/09. 1,968 words.A collaborative fic with
blackmare_9, this story was first entitled Reverb, then Recoil. House's artistic side comes to the fore as he attempts to pull together the threads of Wilson's life after an act of senseless violence.Favorite line in this story: This is a chemical reaction, phencyclidine combining with formaldehyde, methanol, other solvents, to produce a guy who probably thought Wilson was trying to hand him a live cobra.
Roll the Bones
Links posted to
house_wilson, housefic, and sick_wilson on 12/24/09. 12,852 words.And one more collaborative fic to round out the year, this time with
pwcorgigirl and blackmare_9. This fic was sparked into life by Corgigirl, who sent me an email relating how she'd overheard a parking lot conversation regarding a newborn with a most unusual name. And the rest, as they say, is history. *g*Favorite line in this story ... there are way too many to pick just one, although I have to admit I really like this bit of description: Heat was rising in shimmering waves off the crushed-stone driveway, and the ugly pit bull was asleep, curled into a brindle cannon ball in the grass.
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I've read appallingly few of your stories this year. Bookmarking this post for later.
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Hee.
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Somehow I haven't read quite a lot of these... that needs to be corrected... *running off to do just that*
*shouting from afar* Good idea, this Year-End Roundup! And - since I'm a little bit ahead of you timewise - best wishes for the new one! *is surrounded by the sounds of fireworks*
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And Happy New Year!
:-D
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And I have Cat Envy. I miss my old girl terribly.
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PS: Sorry Nightdog, for the off topic discussion :-)
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Between where I live and how difficult my current financial situation is, I really can't get another kitty, much as I want to. If I could have, I'd have been at the shelter right away bringing another one home.
Oh, and don't worry about Nightdog. She's nice; she only bites fictional oncologists.
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And yes, I actually recognized that behavioural pattern. ;-)