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Hey Narnia fans!
Just a reminder that we do have a forum back up, and there are some interesting discussions going on over there now. Jump in! We miss you all!
NFFR Forums
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On the new forums we're hosting a read-along of the Narnia books, starting with LWW. Discussion on the first three chapters opened Friday and already we're having some really interesting thoughts about food and time and Tumnus and all sorts of things.

Please come and join us!
http://narniafanfiction.net/forums/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=54

Registration at the forums is quick and easy, so no excuses. :)
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Hey folks. Taking a belt-and-suspenders approach to this and posting it here too so everyone sees it:

The moderation settings on the new forum are shifting (to be more permissive now the spam is gone) but occasionally I mess something up. If you get a post/topic held up in moderation, please let me know so I can go whack the settings with a hammer again. Thanks.
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Hello NFFRs! Happy holidays, and I hope you're all enjoying yours.

Some of you know that we've been trying to get a website/forum back up and running. There's actually been a forum up for some time now, but it was plagued by spam accounts at first, necessitating some juggling of the security/signup settings and testing. We've now gone some months without a single issue, so I think it's safe to say we can officially open for business!

http://narniafanfiction.net/forums/

All Narnia topics are welcome, and if there's a board you'd like to see created, there's a request post you can comment on. If you have any trouble with signup, let me know here or in PM.
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The Narnia Fic Exchange is an annual anonymous fic exchange, similar to Secret Santas and other fanwork gift exchanges.

Participants submit a request, with prompt ideas such as characters, situations, and themes. The mods match these requests with another participant, who then writes the requested fic. All participants receive a fic based on their request/prompt. The authors are anonymous until all the stories have been posted.

You can join us by signing up HERE!

Read through the rules HERE.
Read through the submission guidelines HERE.
Sign up for beta duty HERE.
Sign up for pinch hitting HERE.

Important dates:

Signups open: June 9
Signups close: June 19
Prompts sent out: by June 24
Fics due: anytime before August 19
Posting begins: August 26




If you have any questions, feel free to email the mods at narniaficexchange@gmail.com
[identity profile] jamesswann11.livejournal.com

Hello, new to this forum. Not to Livejournal - I've been here a while - but just new to this forum. I was wondering, since I can't find any, if someone could write an Obese!Edmund or Obese!Peter fic?
It can be about whatever you like - I really don't care: it can be about Peter making Edmund diet and lose weight in the training room (or vice versa) or it could be about them on a hunt... really, whatever you like.

Any takers? Or does anyone know of any fics around this subject and do you have a link?

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Come and play!  Submit prompts and fill them with 3 sentence fics, all fandoms, all pairings!
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Nothing is ever perfect, and where there is imperfection there will always be someone trying to change things. So what causes do our favorite characters take up, and how do they go about changing the world? (Which world?)
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Let's talk a little about the writing process! Specifically, how and why do you choose the characters you do to tell your story? Are there any characters that you find easier or harder to write? Are there any characters would you never use as POV characters?

Some personal examples... )
[identity profile] heliopausa.livejournal.com
Lucy, as winter ends.
"For, lo! the winter is past, the rain is over and gone, flowers appear on the earth... Arise, my love, my fair one..."

A fill for the breakfast challenge
(but no food! and hence maybe not very filling  :) )


... which moves the Sun... )
 
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Ah, life's little moments! This challenge is about breakfast. Or second breakfast. Or not getting any breakfast. Or breakfast for dinner. I think I'll go cook now...
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This challenge is about people on the run. What are they running from? Or to? Why? Is it literal or metaphorical?
[identity profile] heliopausa.livejournal.com
This is for the Change challenge, but is also in the attempt to kickstart myself into writing the sequel to 'Resistance', though I don't expect that this will actually make it into that story. 

Set at the absolute end of Prince Caspian; his former Nurse and Tutor assess changes, and the need for change.

Read more )
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Lots of fills this time around!

A group of NFFRs got together to do a linked drabble sequence, and here's the result:
One - [livejournal.com profile] metonomia
Two - [livejournal.com profile] snitchnipped
Three - [livejournal.com profile] lady_songsmith
Four - [livejournal.com profile] starbrowsings
Five - [livejournal.com profile] heliopausa

And [livejournal.com profile] autumnia wrote a lovely and lengthy fill titled Past Their Woodland Days!
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Sorry it's late, NFFRs! I messed up the two-week thing. Have scheduled challenges through #15, though, so we should be good going forward!

This fortnight's challenge is about change, and your inspiration for writing is a quote:
"No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it is not the same river and he is not the same man." - Heraclitus
[identity profile] heliopausa.livejournal.com

Air rushes into her lungs, and with it light, vibrancy, energy.

A new world.  A slow smile curves her lips, in wondering delight at its strange beauty.

She sees, too, the creatures - mild eyes and curious forms, long, stalking legs, soft, wide paws, sinuous weavings and leapings.  They crowd closer to her, asking... she does not know what they ask, but she cannot doubt their trust and yearning.  They wait, expectant.

Her lips part, in exhilaration and joy - laughing, speaking the first words of that new world.  “So, cousins....  we'll dare it together: the adventure that shall fall to us!"

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As the pool is born, the woman scrambles from the edge and stands up. The ring drops from her finger, but she does not see where it falls in the cloud of green dust that rises under her feet. The wood’s mellow green light surrounds her, urging her to sleep once more, to rest and forget. But she has slept long enough. She tastes the dust on her lips, the memory of forgotten things that burn in her blood and hum in her ears. Awake at last, she closes her eyes and steps into the water. The wood falls away.
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Initially, I wanted to write something short and sweet but somehow it ran away from me and became a bit more serious...

Spoilers for the The Last Battle

Read more... )
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In a forest as old as infinity and as vast as eternity, where no one ever walked, a tree fell.

Where its roots had once gripped the soil, the ground was now marked by a perfectly circular hole, as though some fantastic giant had scooped out the earth with a spoon. From the deepest part of this hole, where once the taproot had run, a clear rush of water boiled up, untainted by sand or mud. It rose swiftly, blooming until it filled the hole. Just as swiftly, it settled into utter stillness.

A new world had just been born.
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The tree creaked and slightly shook, but no wind blew. Nothing else in the wood paid heed. The pool by its side remained still, silent.

A woman at its trunk slept, undisturbed.

Another sound, this one a long groan as the tree was suddenly tilted, leaning over the pool. A loose leaf drifted, landed in water. Ripples echoed, lightly lapping the edges.

The woman, now made to lean back, slept on.

Then, a loud crack! The tree teetered, loomed, and in a thundering crash of leaves and branches fell directly into the pool with a giant splash!

The woman woke.

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