Once upon a time, in February 2007, there aired 2 surprisingly brilliant CSI: Miami epsides called No Man's Land and Man Down, respectively, and I immediately started working on a post-ep called "Clockwork Silence." Some 14 months later, having poked at it every 2 or 3 months on a regular basis to make only miniscule progress, the third installment of it is finally done. (and technically speaking, I'm three days shy of putting a year between the publishing of chapters 1 and 3)
I don't know if there's going to be a part four. There was originally; it was going to go back to Horatio and mirror the first chapter in structure for"Man Down," but after all this time I still haven't really gotten a feel for how to write it. And yet there are some 350 words of viable material, some sentences of which I really quite adore, and would hate to abandon. Dilemmas, dilemmas.
Title: Clockwork Silence, chapter 3
Characters: Ryan, Calleigh, Alexx, Natalia
Word count: 1140, in 4 sections
Excerpt summary: His nails are short and rough in contrast to the smooth polish of hers, with one bruised dark purple, almost black, like a stain. She tries not to think of omens.
In unrelated news, someone just sent me "Friday I'm in Love," and I am very happy with this piece of radio nostalgia. They also sent me "Running up that Hill," by Placebo, which I seem to recall being important to CSI somehow. Was it over a promo, or was it part of the episode? It sounds vaguely familiar as I'm listening, but I'm wondering if I even have the right version...at present moment I can't tell if I'm listening to a man or a woman. And I feel like I remembered it being much purer and/or less...growly.