Angel of the Morning Part One

No doubt those of you who read my explanation of my new shift pattern expected new fic from me during the past 5 days, and it didn't materialise. Tomorrow I return to work for 5 nights of 10-hour shifts, so virtually no writing during that period. Sorry.

Entirely too much of my time during these days off have been spent trying to get my daughter's new printer/scanner to work with her computer - I've failed dismally, her Windows ME can't cope with one device doing both jobs and connecting through one single USB cable. It keeps allocating the printing to a printer port that doesn't exist and no matter what I try I can't get it to print from the computer (although it scans beautifully and will work as a copier and print from the integral memory card slot). I've given up now, but it's wasted 3 afternoons.

I haven't been completely idle on the fic front. No new "Life in Shadow" chapter, I'm afraid, the muse wasn't in the right place. I haven't started "Lithium" either. I have made a start on the next "Savage Beauty" chapter, but not got far enough with it to be worth posting. I've made a start on the Spuffy "Merry Sport" sequel "The Immigrant Song"; and I've written 10,000 words of a new story unconnected with any of the things I've promised. "Angel of the Morning", a Willow-centric story kicking off from "Dead Things". I wasn't going to post "Angel of the Morning" until it was finished, but I've decided to let you have the first 9,300 words now because of the long gap with no Speaker-to-Customers fiction. It's almost devoid of jokes, it's not Spuffy, and you'll probably hate it.

( Angel of the Morning, Part One )

Angel of the Morning Part One

No doubt those of you who read my explanation of my new shift pattern expected new fic from me during the past 5 days, and it didn't materialise. Tomorrow I return to work for 5 nights of 10-hour shifts, so virtually no writing during that period. Sorry.

Entirely too much of my time during these days off have been spent trying to get my daughter's new printer/scanner to work with her computer - I've failed dismally, her Windows ME can't cope with one device doing both jobs and connecting through one single USB cable. It keeps allocating the printing to a printer port that doesn't exist and no matter what I try I can't get it to print from the computer (although it scans beautifully and will work as a copier and print from the integral memory card slot). I've given up now, but it's wasted 3 afternoons.

I haven't been completely idle on the fic front. No new "Life in Shadow" chapter, I'm afraid, the muse wasn't in the right place. I haven't started "Lithium" either. I have made a start on the next "Savage Beauty" chapter, but not got far enough with it to be worth posting. I've made a start on the Spuffy "Merry Sport" sequel "The Immigrant Song"; and I've written 10,000 words of a new story unconnected with any of the things I've promised. "Angel of the Morning", a Willow-centric story kicking off from "Dead Things". I wasn't going to post "Angel of the Morning" until it was finished, but I've decided to let you have the first 9,300 words now because of the long gap with no Speaker-to-Customers fiction. It's almost devoid of jokes, it's not Spuffy, and you'll probably hate it.

( Angel of the Morning, Part One )