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It's the roughness that draws her.

Utter opposition to what she's loved before. No dewy, soft skin, just hard, male angles. Blunt, manicured fingernails, calluses along thumb and index finger that drag across her skin and catch in an accidental, incendiary touch.

Maybe it's the tone of his voice, all that oak and charcoal, coloring the cultured tones when he removes the leash of tweed-bound control that is his mask and their protection.


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Dec. 13th, 2002 11:00 pm (UTC)

Dec. 13th, 2002 11:37 pm (UTC)
Nods. Now you see why I seek W/G...
Dec. 14th, 2002 12:31 am (UTC)
I understand and stand in solidarity with the G. The G is good. It is the W I have not quite got a handle on.

But I am willing to try.
Dec. 14th, 2002 12:19 pm (UTC)
I think I just lied to Lori. It's not purely personal now...to get *Alanna* to read Gilesfic. That is certainly a challenge!


Thanks, dearie. Your opinion means a lot to me.
Dec. 14th, 2002 12:30 am (UTC)
Oh. Perfect.
Dec. 14th, 2002 02:34 am (UTC)
Hmmm. Looks like you'll have to write the Wiles yourself, and if *this* is any indication...I'll be back!
Dec. 14th, 2002 03:26 am (UTC)

love the Giles. Wonderful description. :-)

(Can't get behind the Willow at all, but eh. That's me.)

Dec. 14th, 2002 04:05 am (UTC)
This is wonderful. Go, Chris, go!
Dec. 14th, 2002 09:57 am (UTC)
Very nice! If you can't find what you want to read, write it.

A writer's axiom if there ever was.

Dec. 14th, 2002 10:26 am (UTC)
Obsession covers it...
And I'm sorry a thousand times, Lori... Anya and I just don't quite understand one another. Blame Carthage. I kept writing those scenes and this stuff kept creeping in on me. Thanks for the compliments above, y'all. I will finish off Moondance's redo before I try to write whatever this is, though. I suspect it's a one shot deal...the plot bunnies with W/G are scarce.

Yes, Moose, that's the theory I'm operating on right now, without a doubt. But please, please, if you know of some really good fic (smut *not* required) on this pair, point me right away. I have this *need* to read and I am *dead* spoiled by all the wonderful S/B and G/A I've read from you folks.

Susan, I swear I'll try to make it clear why the W. It's a totally different dynamic than G/A, and I won't go all fatherly, it's a promise.
Dec. 14th, 2002 11:46 am (UTC)
Absolutely what Moose said: write what you want, what drives you. The writing has to feed *you.*

And if I don't feedback the story, it will say more about my own (completely irrational) relationship to the Giles character than it would about your writing. It's so strange -- I can read a hundred different versions of Spike (from the most humourless angst-meister to the fluffiest Spuffy), all different from my own, and get something out of the story. But I have so clear a vision of who my Giles is, what he wants, and what he deserves, that it's almost impossible for me to see him in other fic. I am inevitably dissatisfied.

Neurotic? Moi?

Embarrassed for myself, but cheering Chris on nevertheless,
Dec. 14th, 2002 12:11 pm (UTC)
I totally understand the neurosis, Lori. And no apologies necessary. If I've learned anything in the last six months of this writing thing, it's that you simply can't expect anyone to *always* like what you've done, and more important, that lack of commentary doesn't necessarily mean anything about what's been written.

That's a hard lesson to learn, because as much as the drive to write comes from inside me, not from external spaces, the intended goal is often still to communicate, to move people, to gain agreement, yada yada yada. And unless folks 'speak to you' about it, you don't know if you reached the goal...

This one, though? It's a pure exercise in self-medication. It's *me* I want to move, and if I can accomplish that, then yay, mission accomplished. I guess it's weird, but that's often the case with my one-shots. They're more about exorcising some personal demon than anything else.
Dec. 14th, 2002 11:18 am (UTC)
Oh, this is lovely, Chris. Write what you want to read, indeed. Lovely. Gah. Such detail in so few words.
Dec. 14th, 2002 04:24 pm (UTC)
dewy, soft skin

::clears throat:: Dammit. Where is my husband when I need him?
Dec. 14th, 2002 06:27 pm (UTC)
*g* That didn't take much...and you didn't tell me he was a Gilesalike!
Dec. 14th, 2002 07:30 pm (UTC)
and you didn't tell me he was a Gilesalike!

::grin:: Well, yeah, kind of. He's definitely got an 'absent-minded professor' vibe going. Smart is sexy, after all. ;)

Just too bad he won't fake the accent for me. ::laugh::
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