Title: How Are Things at Crate & Barrel?
Author: scrunchy
Fandom: Sports Night
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Decaturverse! Remember? Do ya? No? Ok.
I am rusty. And this is the first thing I've written in forever. Thanks to slodwick, notpoetry, and celli for beta, especially slodwick, who has read pieces of this story whenever I asked for the last, ohhhhhhh, two years?

( How Are Things at Crate & Barrel? )

Title: Breakfast: Central Park West
Author: scrunchy
Rating: G
Summary: Breakfast, bugs, and the truth about why Casey lets Danny drag him around on weekends.
Notes: Written for sn_holidays, for stare_me_out, who I don't know but who I assume is awesome. I hope this is to your liking. Thanks to notpoetry for the spark of an idea, and every single thing else.


(Breakfast: Central Park West)

Title: This Gun's for Hire
Author: scrunchy
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,101
Notes: Decaturverse. Written for sn_playbook.


(They'd developed a kind of shorthand, after a while.)

Title: Fort Tryon Park
Author: scrunchy
Rating: G
Word Count: 803
Summary: "We used to come here a lot when I was a kid."
Notes: Written for sn_playbook.


(Fort Tryon Park)

Title: I Don't Care (If I Ever Get Back)
Author: scrunchy
Fandom: Sports Night
Rating: G
Word Count: 773
Summary: "Yeah, well, I think the internet's sole purpose is making me feel bad about myself."
Notes: por slodwick, and her pan. Written for sn_playbook, a delightful flashfic challenge I urge everyone to take part in. A new challenge will be issued tomorrow!

(One of these days, he's just gonna' stop answering the phone.)

So. Three years ago -- March 19th, 2004, 00:01 EST, I posted 12 Latin Phrases that Aren't Quo Vadimus aka, Some Ways It Didn't End.

A big part of my brain is going how the hell was it only three years ago? Another part ... well. Normally the other part would say it feels like it was just yesterday, but no. It definitely feels like it was a million years ago.

I read it again yesterday, for the first time in a very long time (ask slodwick... after I post things, I very seldom go back for another look. I have, an embarassing number of times, been completely unable to recognize references to my own stories). But yeah, I read it again yesterday and was oddly happy with it.

Part of that comes from the places where I can see that my own writing has changed. Part of it comes from the fact that it hasn't changed that much. Part of me is amused that I was stealing things from Dan and Keith before I started doing it intentionally (but, considering the show itself was built on a foundation of stealing from Dan & Keith, I'll just chalk that up to ... my subconscious attempts to be true-to-show). Part of me is having a hard time not going back in and overhauling things, and another part likes some stuff so much, I can't believe it actually came from my brain at all. Part of me died when it found a three year old typo (that, I fixed). Part of me's a little grumpy that I may have peaked so early in my fanfic career. That part of me is just straight talking shit, however, and is now in the corner, having been bound/gagged.

This was a crazy idea from the half-cocked start. I pitched something vague to slodwick, who assured me I could do it. barely_bean hung on paragraphs and demanded more throughout the duration of the story's quilt-like piecing. The only reason it got finished at all was because of a deal I made with celli in a dark booth in a bar in New York. So much changes in fandom, nearly every single day. But three years ago I posted that fic, in large part because of those three women, and three years later they're all still in my life. And in this whole story ... that's probably my favorite part.

Title: Covered in Rain, or How We Really Said Goodbye
Author: scrunchy
Fandom: Original
Rating: PG
Notes: For slodwick's Fifth (!) Annual Picture is Worth 1,000 Words Challenge. Thanks to slodwick for beta and her perpetual encouragement machine, which works in any fandom, in any weather.


( Covered in Rain, or How We Really Said Goodbye )

Title: When I Get Home for Christmas
Fandom: Sports Night
Rating: PG
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Notes: for slodwick on her birthday. Part three in what I'm apparently calling the Decatur-verse. Part two, Psychotic Reaction, can be found here. Thanks to barely_bean for squeeing at me and threatening me in that way only she seems able to.


( Casey brought his Christmas tree home the day before Thanksgiving. )

for out_there...

( Scrubs: Five times Dr Cox didn't call JD 'Newbie' or a girls' name. )

for iamsab...

( SGA: Five Good Decisions Elizabeth Weir Made )

for barely_bean...

( SGA: Five things that happened in the lab which Radek must never reveal to Rodney, under pain of death. )

( Sports Night: Five reasons why Danny decided not to buy that place in Connecticut )

for laylee...

( Sports Night: Five times Dana was stressed out enough to buy a lamp )