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10-Second Review: HaikuJaguar’s From Spark to Finish: Running Your Kickstarter Campaign

For Christmas, Best Friend Ever gave me (Among other awesome gifts to be discussed elsewhere), From Spark to Finish: Running Your Kickstarter Campaign, by [personal profile] haikujaguar.

I have read this book from cover to cover in the last two days, and I am newly enthused about running a Kickstarter campaign! It’s, as expected from The Three Jaguars, no-nonsense, friendly, straightforward, and useful.

How useful, of course, we’ll have to see when I try my own Kickstarter campaign. But I’m getting very excited.

Thanks, again, Micah, for sharing your spark with the rest of us.

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A musing about terminology: SuperFans

So, when I was started Alder by Post, just about a year ago, I was playing around with the idea of some sort of term for donors who gave me more money/time/etc. than the average, and kept coming back to SuperUser… which I don’t really like, because “user” suggests a different relationship than I really have with my readers.

(SuperReader?)

In looking at my 2012 finances, I think I need another term. Über-user, maybe?

That being said… Thank you. Thank all of you, who read, donated, boosted signals, prompted, commented, and generally helped me do this.

You’re awesome people… and you’re all super fans. <3

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December: OricFic Bingo/Prompt Call

So, I have this:

B I N G O
taking a chance storm tower Freedom magic
anniversary bribery [sports & games] Lost in Translation Home
evening the odds [Forgiving] PICK ANYTHING
Older Witches
Grace Promises broken
[the next best thing] Disability (chronic) [disparate] Now & Then
Then & Now
Under Pressure
lost and found [wishing] [parent(s)] change of pace Knowledge
Knowledge

from [community profile] origfic_bingo

And this is what I’m going to do:

Pick a square, and give me a prompt with that as a theme. I.e., Promises Broken, Junie and her teacher.

First prompt will get written; after that I’m going to go for a Bingo, so prompts that are within a line of the first prompt are more likely to get written.

Squares that have been prompted to will be [bolded and bracketed]; squares that have been written will have a link. Please feel free to prompt any square, even those filled.

First Bingo will be posted free.

Go!

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Poll 10

Previous: Pinned (LJ)

And Now
“I like you like this,” she admitted. “Shall I start at the ends-” she tickled his foot – “or with the core?” She circled his throat with her hands.

His response was incoherent.

“What was that? Well, I suppose we’ll start at the ends.”

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Part 14

First: The Collar (LJ)

Previous:Freedom (LJ)

Warning: non-consensual penetration

“Now.”

“Now?” There was little play in the ropes and no way at all for him to get away.

“In this bag…” She’d found his toys. The one looked mechanical, but it would serve its purpose as a gag. Long, slender… “There’s a certain symmetry in doing this to you. Open up.”

“Princess…” That was all it took. She slid the long gag into his mouth and down his throat, watching. There. He could still breathe, barely. “And you have two of these, don’t you?”

His muffled protests were musical as she headed to his other end with the second.

Next: And Now

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Part 13

First: The Collar (LJ)

Previous:A Couple? (LJ)

“Wonderful.” Perfect. She went for the packs in the corner of the room. “There was… yes.” She pulled out length after length of rope.

“What are you planning, Princess?” He was already taking his clothes off. He had his moments, didn’t he?

“Lay down on the bed.” The four-poster would be perfect for this. She began tying knots before he could change his mind.

His packs had even provided pulleys. A good thing; he was heavier than her. She rigged the bed up quickly, while he tugged against her ropes. And then she lifted him up.

“What…oh.” He swung peacefully.

next: Pinned (LJ)

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Poll 9

Previous:
In Public. And at Home. (LJ)

“A couple.” She had him. “I would enjoy that. But a couple, darling…” Reel him in. “Has give and take.” Will you give to me?”

“Will you let me take your freedom, for a while?”

He swallowed, and reached over the table to touch her collar. “For a little while.”</blockquote

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Part 11 and 12

First: The Collar (LJ)

Previous:…the whore (

He stripped her down to collar and the cuffs, chained her hands behind her back, and leashed her again. “They know you can be bought. What do you think they think of you now?”

She stared at him, tired and confused. “Sir?”

He dragged her out of the room, down to the center atrium. “Let them look at you, Princess. Let them see you for what you really are.”

“Sir?” They were, of course, looking, staring. She could feel their gazes on her. She could feel his breath in her ear.

“You are mine. That is all you are, Princess.”

She had run out of patience. “You bought me, Master. You claimed me. There is nothing to me but you and this collar. I’m yours.”
He stared at her, much as everyone else was staring. “Well. Why didn’t you say so? I did now know that you… I didn’t know.”

He took her in to his room again. He clothed her in simple clothes, a pretty dress, a stylish vest. “We will have dinner tonight in our room.”

“Yes, Master.” Stavanna was more confused, more lost, than she had been since the auction house.
“Call me Ander. It was nice of the King to host us, don’t you think?” He lit the lamp on the table, and poured two glasses of wine.

“Very kind.” She sipped cautiously, and, just as carefully, tasted his name. “Ander.”
His smile was something to behold. “I think we’ll make a wonderful couple, don’t you?”

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