My fanworks in 2018

They aren't that many, but this isn't nothing either!

Writing:
To Spill His Flowers on the Ground: sex pollen ent fic for Lord of the Rings, R, 750 words.
A Reply to the Second and Third Houses of the Earth: short poetry for Ursula K. Le Guin's Always Coming Home
Sisters in Arms: Original work for Chocolate Box, Healer/Exhausted Female Knight Returning From The War, PG, 2000 words.
A Better Compromise: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story, Cassian Andor/Bodhi Rook, PG, 1,500 words.

Besides these, I also started on some new stories that I sadly didn't finish:
- this year's Yuletide story,
- another Cassian/Bodhi story which is a possibly strange combination of meaningful disaster relief work and robots make them do it,
- a Rae/Mel/Constantine story for Robin McKinley's Sunshine,
- and another rarelit story which I am reluctant to disclose because it was conceived as a gift, and I may yet finish it and gift it.

Podfic:
The Tale of the White Lady of Iffish by raspberryhunter (Earthsea, gen, 49m)
The Land of Lost Content, by desireearmfeldt (and another author, now anonymous) (Fraser/Kowalski, Ray Vecchio/Stella, PG, 3h 9m). Collaboration, with luzula as Ray Kowalski, mific as Benton Fraser, desireearmfeldt as Stella Vecchio, and serafina_b as Ray Vecchio, and bonus podfic_lover as Constable Lester Pearson.
Dear Patron, by Selden (Original Work, Librarian/Patron with a very overdue library book, PG, 29m)
because I don't know how to love any other way by rain_sleet_snow (Star Wars, Beru Whitesun/Owen Lars/Obi-Wan Kenobi, PG-13, 44m)

Sadly I didn't manage an Aubrey/Maturin podfic for the traditional Advent Calendar this year, maybe I'll make one afterwards instead. I also still owe a podfic to ride_forever. And I asked the author of my Yuletide gift if I could podfic that, so that's another future project.

Aarrrgh

Have now spent a week in a small cabin with my parents, one week to go. I definitely don't regret it, and I appreciate many aspects of their company, but there are times when I have to retreat into my own room and put headphones on so I don't hear them talking.

My dad asked me today when I'm going to grow out of my leftist opinions. Yes Dad, I know you were briefly a Trotskyist when you were seventeen, and your opinions have changed since then, but I'm almost forty. It is not a youthful phase. *rolls eyes*