Crossposted to x_slash
I'm looking for betas again for my current WIP. Folks who read this journal have come through for me before and been wonderful betas, who have greatly improved the stories. I'm grateful for that help and I thought I'd try again now.
My fiction is X-Men movieverse and I'm currently writing an X1-based series. For readers of my previous fiction, it follows "What's Past is Prologue" and continues the story of what happens to the X-Men after Charles Xavier's death. There will be intersecting plots with a common theme. In addition to the movie characters, there are some comics characters - including Northstar and Havok - and some original characters.
The series is slash, but there are heterosexual couples as well. The main pairings are Scott/Logan, Jean-Paul/OMC, and Jean/OMC.
I mostly write story series, with each story being from 1500-4000 words. My series have ranged in length from 4 stories to 18 and from 12,000 words to 55,000 words. I've written about 5,000 words so far in this one and I expect it will be about 10 stories and 25,000 words when done.
I like process betas, who will read stories as they are written and answer questions like "What do you think happens next?" as well as do the more conventional proofreading and copy editing. This helps me to see whether my foreshadowing is too heavy-handed, too subtle, or just right. I ask questions about how the beta is reacting to the story and what s/he'd like to see happen or done differently. I don't always take that advice but I profit from it. I'm looking for the kind of impact the stories have on a few readers, so I like to have multiple betas. It's not required that you have read my previous stories.
I'm including a snippet from the current WIP, to give a sense of what you'd be getting into if you beta for me. If you are interested in beta'ing, comment here or write to me. Thanks in advance for your attention and consideration.
Logan was the first to leave the meeting. He walked quickly out the French doors in what he still thought of as Xavier’s office, and strode up the hill. He realized someone was walking right behind him, knew who it was from his scent, but he didn’t acknowledge his presence until the other man spoke.
“How long has that been going on?” Alex asked.
Logan continued to walk. “What?”
“This shit about not getting paid for the work.”
“Six months. Didn’t Cyclops tell you about it when you signed up?”
“Yeah, he told me. I thought it would be over by now, though.”
“They pay you much at your last place?” Logan had stopped and turned to face Alex, ironic smirk on his face.
“You wouldn’t sneer about it if you knew what it’s like being inside.”
“Guess what? I do know, and I still sneer.”
Neither of them said anything for a minute.
“What’s with this codename shit? I’m supposed to choose one?”
Logan shrugged. “You don’t have to. Most do. Up to you.”
“The whole thing’s so cheesy. Iceman, Northstar, Storm, Shadowcat. Where do they get this shit? How’d you ever come up with Wolverine?”
“I don’t know. I had it a long time. Before the X-Men.”
“What animal do you think I should be?” Logan didn’t answer. He turned and started to walk further up the hill, but stopped when Alex spoke again. “Hey, I hear you’re my brother’s bitch.”
It happened so fast Alex didn’t get a chance to defend himself. Logan had pushed him up against a tree, Alex’s body immobilized by the weight and the force of
the adamantium in him, unable to move enough to use his powers. Claws sprang out of Logan’s hand and pierced Alex’s right shoulder, extending into the tree. He gasped with the pain.
“Stop your yowling. It’s just a flesh wound.” Logan’s face was right up against his. “I could kill you right here, you know. I’m not gonna – not this time. Not unless you use your powers on me when I let you go.”
“Let me go now! Or at least take those fucking claws out. It hurts like hell.”
“A little pain is good for you. Focuses the mind.” He glared at him. “Focus your mind on this, boy. What goes on between your brother and me ain’t none of your
business. Don’t like it? Don’t think about it. Don’t talk about it. But if you do think about it – if you do talk about it – it’s gonna be with respect. You got that?”
Alex didn’t answer at first. Logan twisted his left hand a little, intensifying the shooting pains in Alex’s shoulder. Alex nodded.
Logan continued. “Cyclops thinks you’ve got potential. Me, I’m not impressed. I guess we’ll see over time who’s right. But if you’re here to cause trouble, pack your bags and leave now. I told Scott when he said he wanted to offer you a spot on the team that you could wreak havoc with the X-Men. I’m not gonna let you do that.”
Logan stepped back and released his hold on Alex, watching to see if he’d try to attack. They looked at each other warily, but nothing happened. He pulled the claws out of Alex’s shoulder but left them extended, blood dripping from them, brandishing them in front of the younger man’s face. Alex clutched his wounded shoulder, saying nothing. They looked at each other for a minute, then Logan turned and strode back to the mansion. He could feel Alex watching him the whole way.