where oh where hath my muse gone to?

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'Allo!

It's been awhile since I've written anything. :] I am happy to say I finally got one chapter squeezed out of my muse before she got bored and decided to make me into MacGyver for an hour or so. Ha! I ghetto-rigged my gameboy. It works. Let's celebrate. XD And all I used was a piece of wire, a rubber band, tape and a pair of pliers. =P I feel so handy.

Anyway, I have a chapter of Labyrinth fic for you to all peruse. First draft. Not very happy with it. Tell me, friends, am I being too picky? Or is it only passable and you know I can do so much better than this? I don't know anymore. It sounds so...blah to me. Perhaps I should make certain I like it before posting it? I don't know anymore. I need some feedback on this one. My muse is pounding this fic into my brain. It really wants me to write this. So I am begging nicely. What do you people, my friends, think of the start of it? Please be honest. I can take it. I think I got all the spelling mistakes and hopefully all the glaring grammar errors. But I am teh suck at grammar. ^_~ Mostly, I am wondering about the pace, the tone and the wording of this one. Is it any good? I know it's still rough, but I don't like it at all. Should I scrap it? Am I being overly critical? :\ I am feeling insecure about my writing lately. So, any input will be read over, considered and make Lysa a very happy girl. I don't usually beg so blatantly for feedback, but today I'm feeling shameless.

Title:
Author: Jyna Alisabeth aka Shyallyn
Genre: fantasy/adventure/romance/angst/alternate universe
Fandom: Labyrinth
Warnings: AU
Rating: PG for now, rating will go up in the future
Synopsis: In an alternate universe Sarah might not have been able to remember the last line to defeat Jareth. Instead she wishes to take Toby’s place. This is what might have happened.

AN: This fic is an AU, as it deviates from the ending of the movie. This is my first Labyrinth fic. Be gentle, please?
Disclaimer: Not mine, this is just a fan work paying homage to something we fans all love.


( untitled Labyrinth fic... an alertnate ending )

title: Betrayal part II
author: Jyna Alisabeth
rating: PG to be on the safe side
genre: fantasy/angst
tagline: What happened that fateful day? What did Rheyce see -- feel -- hear?


( The moment the sword pierced his heart, Rheyce knew... )

title: Betrayal
author: Jyna Alisabeth
rating: PG for some mild language and mild gore
genre: fantasy/angst
tagline: Somewhere in Rheyce's future, he is almost killed and the woman who loves him, sacrifices herself to save him. He sees it as a betrayal. Why? Because he was meant to.

AN: probably be another one of these from Rheyce's POV later. :)

( She had gotten here too late. )

I was trying to write an ED (Eternal Destiny) vignette. Because if I can get ANYTHING down about ED, it makes me squee. (Just a bit, a tiny tiny bit, mind you) I enjoy writing down these scenes because someday, I will have the whole damn thing written out. And I will have these scenes to come back to. I will have to polish them, change them and make them so much better than they are. They are teh suck right now, but they are a starting point for my muse. I WANT to write this story and for some reason I lack the focus to do that. Seems like I can't focus on anything for too long. Sometimes I swear I have Adult ADD. But I found a beautiful song that a really awesome songfic was based off of and it's been giving me plot bunnies. (Damn those bunnies) Whisper to the Wild Water by agentjedi Bad me for not leaving something saying how much I adored his/her fic.

Along with ____chopsticks' awesome SW icons, it made me want more angsty Anakin/Obi-Wan fics. *headdesk again* *smacks her hand* No, Lisa! Bad girl! Finish writing what you've already started and then give into the plot bunnies!! Argh.

Ok... this song is deliciously angsty too. Again, angsty fics/books are my sekkrit addiction. Prime example? When There is Hope by Jane Goodger. If you know this book, then you know the angst that is that book. I've been reincarnated because your real wife was a bitch, my soul is from the future. Hi. ZOMG you betrayed me and now I hate you. But I didn't betray you, you have no faith in me and I still love you but I cannot live without you, so I will just let myself die. Wait. I don't want you to die. I will give you another chance, but only because I feel guilty, not because I love you and you are my sekkrit addictive!crack, woman! Let's have secs and make ze babies! WOOO! Happily ever after! Damn good reading. What? So I'm pervy, like we didn't know that already. If you like angst, read this book. I swear, you'll bawl like a baby.

Anyway, this song, it's just dripping with angst. Woo!

Breathing
I'm so scared you'll let go of that fragile thread
linking me to your tired heart, always beating,
but trying so hard when you're breathing

'cause if I could, then I would be breathing for you now
I would shed my skin, share my flesh and blood with you

I break down, walking out of your room, lie down
and pretend that I'm dead-— don't cry—-
here's the air in my lungs, please, try: take and use it

'cause if I could, then I would be breathing for you now
I would shed my skin, share my flesh and blood with you
take my heart, it's stronger and it will serve you well...

She's still breathing...
Serve you well...

and if I could, then I would be breathing for you now
I would shed my skin, share my flesh and blood with you

you let go of my hand, but I'm holding on
fighting shadows on empty walls: something's breaking
and when it falls, I'll be screaming that—-

if I could, then I would be breathing for you now
I would shed my skin, share my flesh and blood with you
take my heart, it's stronger and it will serve you well...

She's still breathing...
She's still breathing...

BTW, these words can be found at the fic above. Definintely worth a look. I really enjoyed it.

BACK TO ME. hehehe Can I beat back the plot bunnies with a heavy wooden object? It's wrong that I have this particular plot bunny bleating at me to write it and yet... Writer's block. WTF. Ergh. I just wanna write. Damn it. I need to go back to contemplating this vignette. Kay? Mwah. Love ya'll.

Alex has decided to becoming a purple proser! WTF!! Here she is, going on (wanking IMO) about how she can't love Jamie because he's such a bad boy. Ok, Alex. I have some words for you. JUST SHUT UP ALREADY. LET ME WRITE THE FREAKING STORY. *headdesk* It's bad, folks. Bad when your characters have taken on a life of their very own and won't let the author control what the heck happens except in the most basic of ways. Everyone in my head just shut up already. Kay?

love, Jyna

Here's what I have written for chapter 11. It is teh sucky. But oh well. SOMEONE! I am in dire need of help. kthxbye.

( I cut because people don't care )