Firstly, I did finish the story in the end. I wrote like a mad thing, and finished after midnight on Thursday night. It needs a tonne of work, and the pictures aren't finished, but I'm very pleased to have got to the end before the weekend, since I'll be too busy blowing my friends' heads off, taking over the world and eating junk food to think about story issues until Tuesday. When I got up last Monday, I thought I had two chapters to go, but the content I had actually took four chapters to write, so I'm particularly amazed that I managed to get it done, given that I was working throughout, had to go out on Wednesday evening, and was away for 13 hours on Thursday in London.
Secondly, some of my favourite literary heroes are masters of disguise, who cunningly save people's lives through their stealth and cunning. I, plainly, am not one of them, since my identity was so totally guessed in the gen ficathon. Admittedly, I wasn't really trying to disguise myself, and was heard to say that I'd eat my hat if at least some people didn't guess my story almost from the start, but, still…
So, anyway, here are links to my stories:
Where the White Lilies Grow
46,000 word AU (or, rather, two AUs for the price of one) written for the prompt "Clarke's Law: any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic". Sheppard and McKay are very much the main characters here, though others appear in the final third.
Summary: People tell stories about the wonders of the Time Before. They tell stories, too, about magical creatures with long, fair hair, who emerge from the hill and can turn you to dust in an instant. But John Sheppard has never been one to believe in stories...
And my pinch hit:
The World to Come
c. 6000 word team fic, written for the prompt "I found the end of the world, of course; And it's not the end of the world, of course (Gordon Downie, "Vancouver Divorce")"
Summary: The world ended while John was sleeping...