quinara: Spike smoking on a crate. (Spike crate)
I'm not quite sure what to do with index posts, but it seemed like a good way of collecting all my random Spikeid content together, so here I am creating one! Please find everything ripe for your delectation, and feel free to comment on anything and everything wherever you like. ;)

But first of all, some vital stats. )

And a more reflective introduction. )

To read everything together, you can either go to
[The complete version at AO3]
[Download the shiny, shiny ebook version from Box.net, which includes the introduction as a foreword]

Alternatively, individual books are on LJ and DW. )

And the soundtrack's here! (And on LJ.)

Thats all, folks. :)
quinara: Wishverse Buffy in a white frame. (Buffy Wish white box)
So, this is it! The end. Dum-dum-dum... I've had a blast writing this; I hope anyone who's made this far with me has had fun too! [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni has been excellent, naturally, keeping me going to the edge of doom, and all that. There'll be an index post in a minute, but just to reiterate this is Spuffy and PG-13, basically. It's about ~4200 words (~550 lines) and warnings of this book are the general death and denial of agency that's been going through everything.

The party returns home.



      The future, when it really happens, feels
A certain way. A single second comes
That knots together all the past before,
So every nudge of inclination, cause
Set out for consequence, they settle, stop.
... )
quinara: Illyria looking serious in bright light. (Illyria shine)
You knew it was coming! [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni has absolutely rocked in getting these back to me, so the end is essentially nigh. Cheers for the fabulous beta, BMB! This book is about 4400 words (~570 lines) and has big warnings for death and violence.

Gunn and Illyria deal with their counterparts.



      Gunn hasn’t been quite sure what he should say
Now they’ve arrived in this bewitched world;
He hasn’t known ... )
quinara: Spike smoking on a crate. (Spike crate)
Yes, this would be the weekend of a massive slew of Spikeid stuff from me! Although this is something like a teaser, really. ;)

I put half this soundtrack up a while ago, but I think it's easier to have it all in one place, which is why it's all here again. The only thing I have to apologise about is that my copy of Take the Veil by The Mars Volta got a scratch on it back in about 2005, but it doesn't affect the song too much, I hope.

I-VI )

Track list: HEALTH, Bat for Lashes, Zoe.LeelA, The Mars Volta, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Blondie, Mark Sinclair, Digital Gnosis, The Mars Volta (again), HEALTH (again), The Clash.Spikeid VII-XII, by Quinara.


[Play/Download at Box.net]
(where you can also find the minimix I made for [personal profile] stultiloquentia when I did that minimix meme thing)
quinara: Spike smoking on a crate. (Spike crate)
Back into the swing of the endgame now, where perhaps unsurprisingly I find myself getting a bit more wordy than before, so this book clocks in at ~4600 words (~580 lines). Still Spuffy (though Spike&Gunn + Spike&Illyria are probably more relevant labels here), still PG-13, still warnings generally for death and denied agency, though they only vaguely come up in this book. Big thanks to [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni, who betas like a trooper and slapped my wrist in all the right places. Not in a weird way. Um.

Spike and the others return to the upper world.



      It’s later, in the evening, when Spike stands
With cigarette, back on the roof again –
The one that’s so familiar, where he
Escaped from rain and war and ruined streets.
Of course, this tarmac’s now ... )
quinara: Spike smoking on a crate. (Spike crate)
It's with this that I herald the beginning of the end, pretty much. The P required to complete this WIP is vanishingly small now, and so in hope that people might be interested in reading the whole fic now it's done, I present the 2011 version of book I, in which the tone is more in line with the rest of the poem and the syntax should be more natural and easy to follow! If you have some sort of nostalgic preference for the old version, it's still here, but this is what I'm going to archive etc.

After I've posted book XII (with an ETA of maybe sometime towards the end of next week, with X and XI over the weekend/beginning of next week? This is dependent on other things also, though X and XI are ready to go with just a couple of final once-overs), I'm going to put up an index post with a proper blurb, but suffice to say this is a ~50,000 word Spuffy-gen parapocalyptic jaunt set a short while after the AtS finale, rated either PG-13 or R depending on how much blood they put in on the film version. ;) General warnings for issues and events concerning death, agency, gods and violence. Also, it's all in blank verse, which I think of as being slightly more petulant in demanding attention than prose, so you might like to get a cup of tea and a comfy chair.

This first part is ~4300 words (~535 lines). Humongous thanks to [livejournal.com profile] gillo, who did masses of beta work for me on this back in the day - without her I doubt I'd have ever started, let alone finished. Also thanks to [personal profile] stultiloquentia, who cheerled (and kept on cheerleading) the idea from its inception.

The situation in LA unfolds.


      Of bloody awfulness and fallen towns,
O Calliope, would I sing if you
Would lend your aid. And, wow, I sound a bit
Pretentious, don’t I? Sorry ‘bout that – what
I meant to say was this: I've got a plan... )
quinara: Spike smoking on a crate. (Spike crate)
In cheerier news than my flight from France (which in the end was made easy by no one asking questions at reception when I left), my drafts of the Spikeid's last three books are now complete! Betaing and editing is still in progress, definitely, but the hard part is done and the end is in sight. I'm so excited! (And a little relieved to be free...)

One thing I would really like to do, though, is put together an introduction post for the whole fic, hopefully explaining things people haven't quite 'got' along the way. Like the title. And why it isn't just prose. So what I'd love to know here is anything you've been confused by, especially people who've started to read and then found themselves too lost/bored to continue. Tell me all your issues, even if they're just 'I don't like poetry'!

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, my twelve-book post-NFA epic poem is archived up to book IX here. I'm just about to go off and start revising book I in time to post with the ending, but the story's all there and II-IX I'm happy with!

So, yeah, hassle me with your thoughts, people!
quinara: Buffy's sad-looking profile from Villains. (Buffy profile)
Yay! I achieved my goal of getting these three books posted before my birthday! (Heh, it seemed laughably easy back in January - apparently my rational brain knows me much better than my intuitive one...) This book doesn't end on a cliffhanger, so I hope it won't be too irritating to wander back into the abyss between updates again. I'm definitely looking forward to finishing this, never fear - just need to recover my poetry brain.

Let's get to it! Spuffy (as in actually a bit); PG-13; ~4300 words (~550 lines); warnings for the series of death and denied agency, with only brief mentions in this book, but added for this book is reasonable amount of stylised gore. Big thanks to [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni for the butt-kicking beta!

Illyria shares a memory and other preparations are made.



      She’s caught by light, by pain that magnifies
Light brightly, feels her body fall away,
Keep falling, rushing wind against her skin,
Until she’s fallen into dark and cold.
For minutes then Illyria can’t move,
Her muscles trembling with shock and pain,
Stone hard around her gushing acid blood;
This does not feel as her flesh feels, but then
She can’t remember who or where she is.
There’s light again... )
quinara: Tara walking in the Slayer's desert. (Restless desert)
And so we continue! Book IX will be coming very soon, which is possibly the only excuse I have for the ever-so-slight cliffhanger ending of this one... Hope you enjoy!! Massive thanks to [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni and [personal profile] verity for their super-betaing. :D

As usual: Spuffy (as I always forget to say, not that it makes much impression here); PG-13; ~4000 words (~530 lines); warnings for the series of death and denied agency, with only brief mentions in this book. Extra note, though! The origin myth of the Watchers' Council sketched out in this book is very much dependent on a conversation [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni and I had a while ago, so credit needs to go at least half her way. (Said conversation may well make it to your screens in a less scattershot form at some point, by the way, so watch out!)

Willow tells her tale; Illyria is challenged.



      Although she always knew she’d have to tell
Her story, Willow wishes she could wait,
That she could bail and put it off until
Tomorrow, maybe, when she’s had some sleep.
But Buffy’s looking angry, disbelief
A threat and challenge in dry, hazel eyes.
... )
quinara: Wishverse Buffy in a white frame. (Buffy Wish white box)
Yep, we're back on the road with the next three books! The other two for this section are in beta, so I think it's time we pootled on. :) (Even if it is Saturday night; I'm in the mood for achieving something, so humour me here...) Big thanks to [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni and [personal profile] verity for beta-ing this!!

As always - Spuffy-gen; PG-13; ~4000 words (~520 lines); warnings for the series of death and denied agency, with only brief mentions in this book. (There is also, dare I say it, a dragon...)

The group return to the shelter, where someone unexpected is waiting.



      Hey, Calliope, it’s Quinara here;
Just thought I’d try to get in touch again,
Because you never answered when I called
Before? At least, I never felt it when
The ‘spiring came in… ... )
quinara: Spike smoking on a crate. (Spike crate)
[personal profile] verity posted her fic mix for her Sherlock fic Close Quietly, which made me think I could get away with posting the mix I made for the Spikeid - or at least the first half, since I probably shouldn't post the second half before I've written it (though judging by the soundtrack, it should become awesome...).

And here it is! (Please forgive my lack of art skills...)

Track list: Bad Religion, Arcade Fire, Justice, Massive Attack, Super8 & Tab, Chik Budo, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Silversun Pickups, Pretty Lights, Ital Tek, Queens of the Stone Age, Pariah.Spikeid I-VI, by Quinara.

Songses... )
quinara: Spike's car driving down the road. (Spike car)
Sorry this took a little longer than anticipated! But now it's here - and is possibly my favourite book so far. There's Spuffy! Meta-chat with Virgil! A cameo by a character I love! Not to mention that this book means we are HALFWAY THROUGH!! (Hooray for visible milestones!!)

Many many thanks to my betas for this book, [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni, [personal profile] fulselden and [livejournal.com profile] ladyofthelog, who were excellent in their comments. I hope people enjoy. :)

PG-13; ~4000 words (~530 lines); warnings for the series of death and denied agency, with lots of issues around death this book.

Spike and Buffy deal with where they've landed; Illyria is tempted.



      The vastness of the darkness all around,
The plangent loneliness which fills the black
And, biting at his tongue, the bitterness
Of acrid air: it feels like it should be
Too much for Spike. ... )
quinara: Wishverse Buffy in a white frame. (Buffy Wish white box)
If you're just scrolling in, I posted book IV about an hour ago and am now putting up V to create a super-extra-double whammy. VI should be along at some point in the next week (maybe this weekend). Many many thanks to my betas for these books, [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni, [livejournal.com profile] ladyofthelog and [personal profile] fulselden!!!! Extra thanks to [livejournal.com profile] mercuriewords for helping me out with a certain brief flash of German.

Warnings: no new ones, but again we are still operating in the light of death and denial of bodily agency. ~4000 words (~500 lines); PG-13.

The three groups unite and a scouting party is formed.



      The morning comes with Buffy sitting up,
The change from warmth to chill against Spike’s arms.
With eyes still shut his thoughts are fogged as he
Attempts to understand ... )
quinara: Spike smoking on a crate. (Spike crate)
!!! I know, I know, it took long enough, didn't it? Still, I have a new plan of attack called doing chapters in groups, to make the reading experience a little more pleasant. V will be posted this evening as well and VI is COMING SOON in actual real terms (like maybe the weekend?), rather than Spikeid terms of soon meaning maybe a year...

THANK YOU a thousand times to my awesometown betas of these books, [livejournal.com profile] brutti_ma_buoni, [livejournal.com profile] ladyofthelog and [personal profile] fulselden. Your critiques were awesome! Thanks also to [livejournal.com profile] ariss_tenoh for discussing with me the scansion of some words in this book I don't often hear.

Warnings: we are still very much dealing with the fallout from death and denial of bodily agency. A less important pseudo-warning is for the prevalence of OCs and minor characters in this book - we return to our favourites in Book V, so this evening, but I think this is an important book nonetheless and they haven't been completely forgotten, so I hope you still enjoy it!

As usual, it's around ~4000 words (~550 lines) and rated PG-13, with a touch of the swearing.

The Slayers meet another group of people who are fighting in LA.



      The Slayers run on hearing Buffy's cry,
Retreat without co-ordination, turn
About and almost trip on all the feet
Around them. ... )
quinara: Wishverse Buffy in a white frame. (Buffy Wish white box)
Having come back from uni yesterday and about to start other work tomorrow, I'm rather struck with the feeling that now would be a good point to post this. I think it's just about ready for consumption...!

THANK YOU [personal profile] gillo, as always for your invaluable beta skillz. I know we haven't done much on this in a while, but it seems to have matured into something I'm happy with, like a cheese or a port or something.

Ratings etc. are fairly standard for the series - PG-13; 4000-ish words (500-ish lines); still feeling the Spuffy; OCs are starting to be sprinkled more liberally; warnings for death/grief and consent/agency issues (non-sexual)

Buffy concludes her tale of coming to LA.



      “I ran the way I'd come, went back to find
The others, but I only got so far –
Before you reach the stairs the second floor
Has got this corridor, real narrow so
You can't have loads of people running down
It all at once. There Sadie, ... )
quinara: Wishverse Buffy in a white frame. (Buffy Wish white box)
Do I want to post this now? About 24 hours before the whole world vanishes to WriterCon? Really? Ahhh!! Forgive me, [livejournal.com profile] gillo, for I am weak. And it's quarter to two in the morning, so I am weaker than usual.

Yes, it's Book II of the Spikeid, the first book of which I posted nearly a year ago. I didn't forget about it after all! Indeed there is a lot in the works - my possibly ambitious goal is to have Book VI written and posted by the end of the year. IV is probably more likely...

First off, THANK YOU [livejournal.com profile] gillo, QUEEN OF BETAS, because without her this would be pretty bloody awful (and I mean that). Second off, if you're scared by the idea of epic poetry I promise it's basically like prose, just in a funny pattern on the page. Though I do try and give nods to The Gang aka my beloved epic predecessors (mostly Virgil, whose structure I am borrowing mercilessly), it should be understandable if you've seen to the end of AtS.

Vital stats for this book: 4000-ish words (500-ish lines); PG-13; Spuffy, natch; warnings for death/grief and consent/agency issues (non-sexual).

Buffy begins the tale of how she came to LA.



      “The story’s not that long, you know.” She sniffs.
“I guess, I only said that ‘cause that’s what
You’re meant to say when it’s like this: too much
To tell. And complicated. ... )


quinara: Sheep on a hillside with a smiley face. (Default)

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