Fic writing Experiments - #1

Okay, decided to post some of my writing experiments, just bits and pieces written when an idea struck me... Let me know what you think, what needs improving or changing...any typos or mistakes I may have made. I feel this will help me to get out of my writing funk of late.

This one includes an OC named Kat...if you want to know more about her let me know.



Oh man, what hit me? Is my first thought. My second is Oh crap! I’m gonna barf! And do just that all over the nice clean floor beside my bed. Well, that was fun. I grab my stomach and groan as another wave of nausea washes over me. Oh no, not ... Before I can finish that thought I’m projectiling over the other side of my bed because I don’t need to see the leftovers. This time Carson is there, holding one of those kidney shaped bowls just below my mouth with one hand (no doubt to catch what’s left in my stomach) while his other hand is rubbing soothing circles on my back. Bless him. I can just make out his whispered words of comfort as I lay back down, a little shaken from reliving my last meal, whatever it was. I think I need a mint.

His Scottish brogue is as soothing as his back rubs and I let it wash over me, relax me while he checks for fever with a gentle hand and soft touch. His cool hand feels good on my overheated skin and I lean into it. I’m about to say as much when my stomach flip-flops. Here we go again! I sit bolt upright and like before lean over the side of my bed and heave. Not much this time, just some liquid and perhaps bile. My throat is burning a bit so, yeah, bile. I swallow a few times in an attempt to sooth the burn and grimace as I only succeed in making it worse. Crap. Carson must have noticed because he’s filling one of those plastic little cups with water. He drops a straw into the cup and brings it to my lips angling said straw just right. “Here ye go love.” I really do love that brogue. I smile gratefully and wrap my lips around the straw and sip greedily. Bless him. I know I’ve said it before but it bears repeating. The man is a saint. “Easy now. Nice and slow.” I ease up on the straw and I’m rewarded with one of his gentle smiles. “That’s a good lass.” I pause for breath and continue to sip ‘slowly’.

I hear footsteps and turn slightly, still sipping, to see who has come into the infirmary. It’s Rodney. One of my favorite people. No, really. I lift my hand in silent greeting when he suddenly stops about 5 feet from my bed having spotted the lovely mess I made earlier and blurts out “Oh, gross!” Now, I know that laughing and drinking don’t mix but when Rodney opens his mouth I just can’t help myself. He has a way of making me laugh no matter what he says. Which is why Carson’s face is now dripping wet and I am now coughing up one of my lungs. Before I can even blink Rodney is at my side thumping my back. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?” It’s hard to nod while I’m coughing so I give him a thumbs-up. “Have you no tact Rodney? Carson asks while drying his face with a small towel. “I’ll have you know that I am a very tactful person.” A snort from my direction has both men looking at me. “Well I am.” Rodney insists, crossing his arms over his chest huffily. I can see Carson out of the corner of my eye, he’s trying valiantly not to laugh. Rodney’s gaze shifts from me to Carson and then back to me again. “Oh, like you wouldn’t have said the same thing.” Carson rolls his eyes before calling an orderly over to clean up my mess. Luke, I think his name is. I can’t remember his last name though. He’s new.

I realize I haven’t apologized to Carson for his impromptu shower. I open my mouth to do so but my stomach has a better idea and I wind up dry heaving into a waste paper basket that Rodney had managed to grab at the last second. I can feel Rodney’s hand on my shoulder, but, whether it’s out of concern, sympathy or just to keep me from falling out of bed I haven’t a clue but I lean into it anyway. Once I’m done that same hand guides me as I lay back down and close my eyes. “Feel better?” I can only nod in response.

“S-sorry...Carson.” There I said it.
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Big Damn Table posting re-try

001.Beginnings. 002.Middles. 003.Ends. 004.Insides. 005.Outsides.
006.Hours. 007.Days. 008.Weeks. 009.Months. 010.Years.
011.Red. 012.Orange. 013.Yellow. 014.Green. 015.Blue.
016.Purple. 017.Brown. 018.Black. 019.White. 020.Colourless.
021.Friends. 022.Enemies. 023.Lovers. 024.Family. 025.Strangers.
026.Teammates. 027.Parents. 028.Children. 029.Birth. 030.Death.
031.Sunrise. 032.Sunset. 033.Too Much. 034.Not Enough. 035.Sixth Sense.
036.Smell. 037.Sound. 038.Touch. 039.Taste. 040.Sight.
041.Shapes. 042.Triangle. 043.Square. 044.Circle. 045.Moon.
046.Star. 047.Heart. 048.Diamond. 049.Club. 050.Spade.
051.Water. 052.Fire. 053.Earth. 054.Air. 055.Spirit.
056.Breakfast. 057.Lunch. 058.Dinner. 059.Food. 060.Drink.
061.Winter. 062.Spring. 063.Summer. 064.Fall. 065.Passing.
066.Rain. 067.Snow. 068.Lightening. 069.Thunder. 070.Storm.
071.Broken. 072.Fixed. 073.Light. 074.Dark. 075.Shade.
076.Who? 077.What? 078.Where? 079.When? 080.Why?
081.How? 082.If. 083.And. 084.He. 085.She.
086.Choices. 087.Life. 088.School. 089.Work. 090.Home.
091.Birthday. 092.Christmas. 093.Thanksgiving. 094.Independence. 095.New Year.
096.Writer‘s Choice. 097.Writer‘s Choice. 098.Writer‘s Choice. 099.Writer‘s Choice. 100.Writer‘s Choice.
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My first post!


My first post on LiVE JOURNAL... so exciting! I've had an account here for sometime but never had the nerve to post an entry until now. So... here I am! Not sure what I'm doing here, this is all new to me. I guess I'll learn as I go I suppose. Now the question is "What do I post on here?" Fics, Icons, sigs? Random ramblings? My life story?  Like the time I broke my pinky toe or that I've been to 20 Garth Brooks concerts. Maybe you'd like to hear about the hole in my heart, the one my doctor discovered when I was 3 months old!  Or what it's like to have the 24 hour flu... twice... not fun!  You don't really want to hear about any of that do you? Nah, didn't think so.


Well, as you can tell, I'm a Stargate Atlantis fan as well as a crazy David Hewlett fan.I love A Dog's Breakfast and have been a member of dGeek! for a few years now... GO SQUIRRELS!!!  You all know me there as Mckayalltheway.  As well as a member of GW since November of 2007. RiG to my friends there. Howdy guys! I've been a fan of the Stargate franchise since the original movie with James Spader and Kurt Russell, 1994 I think. I was just 17years old then, my how time flies! I have a few Stargate related autographs, RDA, Chris Judge and Suanne Braun(Hathor). I hope someday to get David Hewlett's signature. I hope someday to meet David Hewlett. I wouldn't mind meeting RDA either. And, sadly, I have yet to attend a convention. Maybe someday. A girl can dream can't she?

Well, that's it for now. See you on the other side of the wormhole!