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1. Comment to this post with the name of a character that I have written in fic.

2. I will comment telling you the following:
a. What initially prompted me to like the character enough to write about him/her.
b. One of his/her best traits.
c. One of his/her worst traits.
d. How easy/difficult I find it to write the character.
e. The story/chapter/paragraph/phrase where I feel that I truly captured the character.
f. My plans (if any) to write the character in the near future.

My fics are at my website, "Tales from the Script" under the fanfiction archive
http://kburne1.googlepages.com/

Kara's Challenge O the Week...

Thought I might post a challenge for all the fanfic writers on my flist given that many of you are having problems with writer's block right now.

Write a fic about a fight. Could be a fist fight, a verbal sparring... could be a lover's quarrel or two friends having it out...

Any series. Any length.

You can post the responses here.

FIC: Goodbyes

Goodbyes
By KaraB
Fandoms: Alias and Heroes
Rating: PG
Summary: Eric says a goodbye he couldn’t before.

Eric Weiss stared down at the headstone – Nadia Santos. Not too long ago, he’d seriously hoped for her hand in marriage, to give her his last name.

“Why did you change your name to Parkman anyway?” Weiss asked his brother, who stood behind him.

“Seemed like a good way to start clean, change my name and all… I was tired of constantly being compared to you,” Matt trailed off, watching his brother carefully. “Who was she?”

“A wonderful and beautiful woman. I missed her funeral to come help you.” Eric didn’t mean to sound harsh. This way was easier on him anyway. He’d never had much luck with women. He’d even envied Matt for the family that he had. Saying goodbye to the one woman he’d cared about above all others [and who’d seemed to care for him] publicly would have been twice as hard. Losing her was bad enough. He paused, knowing he had to get back to work and figure out what was going on with Matt, why people were after him, but he lingered another moment, then whispered ever so softly. “Goodbye.”

Who has plans for tomorrow?

:)