October 24th, 2011


Batfic: Twenty

Ah, writing... sometimes it's like pulling teeth from the mouth of a persnickety alligator, and then there are the stories that just kind of flow from your fingers and take on a life of their own. This is one of the latter.

I listened to this song on repeat while I was writing. It's incredibly beautiful and heart-breaking and inspirational, but it produced a pretty dark story, so... beware. And I decided to give Jason a break from angsting, so Tim came out to play instead. Poor dear. *pets him*

Enjoy, all!

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Title: Twenty
Characters: Tim, Bruce
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~1160
Warnings: Hints at major character death, dark themes.
Summary: Tim has never been very good with loss. So when he loses his big brother, he takes up house-breaking, and counting. [Tim's POV]

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Poor Tim.

On another, more personal note, I am in the middle of my senior-year crisis, aka, WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO WITH MY LIFE WHEN I GRADUATE. At first I was thinking grad school, then I was thinking publishing, and now I'm back to grad school and I JUST CANNOT DECIDE. GRAGH. I NEED TO MAKE A DECISION. But at the moment all I can do is mope and whine and assume my life is ultimately going to be a failure.

So. Yes. There's that. Stupid senior year.

Okay, off to silly things like class. Tootles!