Louis will forever live in our hearts. Or maybe he’ll hack NWN and put ‘em up. He got skeeeeelz.
I have two birthday one-shots coming out this month (they’ll be added to Tattered Pages). For the stories you’ve listed, I’m guessing you only read completed stories? I’ve been writing What Do You Believe In? since last July, but it’ll become quite the beast by the time it’s completed. Easily in the 150,000 word range. Then again, it’s meant to be my sort of magnum opus and farewell to Gossip Girl. I’ve decided to pursue publishing an original novel, as terrifying as it is to say aloud. I’ve had a wonderful time writing fanfiction and I’m excited to see what is possibly next for me as a writer. I have no idea how many people might follow me when I leave fanfictionland, but I’m hopeful at least a few of you will ^_^
Thank you for writing to me and I am *so* happy Love You Some Day and Touch were fun reads for you! They’re older stories now and it means a great deal to know they are still being discovered and giving enjoyment after all this time. xoxo ~K
The night before:
Blair walked out of the grand ballroom standing tall, her face calm, collected, nothing in her expression or movement showing any sign of the massive defeat she had just suffered. But as the distance between her and the horrific scene grew, her step quickened. She became aware of a tightness banded around her chest, growing tighter, making her breath into short pants and her mind feel foggy. She couldn’t really understand it, couldn’t focus on what had just happened, it was all too much, too many layers. Cold horror slid over her and her head began to spin a little as her tall heels rushed down a long hallway. Her eyes were locked on the burning red light of the exit sign ahead of her; a beacon, a savior, her way out.
Her mind was numb, she had forgotten the time of year, the weather outside, or that she had no coat. It took all the strength she had to shove the heavy door open. If that had not drained her enough, a blast of icy wind and rain crashed into her as she cleared the door. It was the the final stroke of defeat; the cold biting her to the bone, her mind uncertain if she should turn left or right, when her next step failed. Her gorgeous satin heels, the pristine white gauze of her dress, soaked… dirty, her hair unpinned by the wind and Serena’s take down. Blair had toppled into a puddle of rain water, the universe dethroning her just as she had Penelope that first day of school.
Some people know I’ve been struggling with selecting a pseudonym for my potential published works. Because of the :ahem: fun things I write, it’s important that I use a pseudonym. But how do you pick one? I don’t want anything totally gauche or too strange. The name I had wanted to have was published under for one singular novel about thirty years ago, so what are the rules for that? A little part of me would like to somehow point back to my Gossip Girl roots in my pseudonym. I do know I’d like the surname Fairfax. So two thoughts I’ve had are:
Kate M (for Megami) Fairfax
or maybe, in honor of ‘GG’
Or…? What else? Do you have any ideas?
I mean, John Green got his title for The Fault in Our Stars from the Nerdfighters, so maybe my fellow GG fans can help me solve this question?