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SKJAM's Free Microfic Day--Winter Edition
Hi! It's time for me to do a little more writing exercise, so let's a free microfic day.
Name of Day: SKJAM!'s Free Microfic Day
Description of Service: Leave a prompt or prompts in the time window (below) and I will write at least one microfic. The themes this time will be winter, cold and snow; you don't need to include any of those words in your prompt though. No fanfic, this time.
Who is Eligible: Anyone who leaves a prompt on time.
Date/Time Window: December 17 and 18, 2011. It may take longer than that for me to get done, of course.
Tipping? Sure, why not? My Paypal addy is skjam at yahoo dot com. If I get $10 in donations, I'll write to up to two prompts per person. If the total reaches $25, I'll make an icon related to one of the microfics for each requester. Making me a tip banner will count as $5.
Examples: Here's a link to my last microfic day. http://skjam.livejournal.com/185720.html
Name of Day: SKJAM!'s Free Microfic Day
Description of Service: Leave a prompt or prompts in the time window (below) and I will write at least one microfic. The themes this time will be winter, cold and snow; you don't need to include any of those words in your prompt though. No fanfic, this time.
Who is Eligible: Anyone who leaves a prompt on time.
Date/Time Window: December 17 and 18, 2011. It may take longer than that for me to get done, of course.
Tipping? Sure, why not? My Paypal addy is skjam at yahoo dot com. If I get $10 in donations, I'll write to up to two prompts per person. If the total reaches $25, I'll make an icon related to one of the microfics for each requester. Making me a tip banner will count as $5.
Examples: Here's a link to my last microfic day. http://skjam.livejournal.com/185720.html
no subject
snow on the beach
silvery strands of tinsel
First snow
Nels lived for winter; in the summer, living on the lake meant swimming lessons, and he was no good at swimming. The other boys teased him and near to drowned him with their "help."
But in winter, that was different. Grindstone Lake froze over, a good solid layer of ice. Strong enough to stand on, to skate on. Strong enough, even, to erect the ice house on, and bore holes for fishing. That's what Nels loved best.
The long quiet hours spent with his father in the ice house, waiting for fish. No nagging mother or chattering sisters, no other boys pushing and shoving and calling names. Just him and his strong father, breathing together, waiting in the cold.
Snow fell thickly on the beach now, a promise of long winter.
Re: First snow