Happy New Year!
The first day of a brand new year. 2011. It'll take me at least six months to get used to writing that as the date. Looking forward to it, 2011. This is my your our year!
Also! Yuletide authors have been revealed (!), so I'm going to take advantage of this post to say thanks to three incredibly talented ladies who helped me with my Yuletide fic. Mondo appreciation to dollsome and blackfrancine for being brilliant betas. And a very special thanks to crackers4jenn for not only making a kickass fic banner, but a kickass poster, too. Much love to you all!
Ladies, I just want you to know, you're -- *wipes away a tear* -- you're the wind beneath my (buffalo) wings (that keeps the sauce from getting too hot and burning your tongue, 'cause you know how that sucks, right? Morphing Metaphor: You're my flavorless-invisible-fat-free-yet-still-resplendent Ranch dressing--I can always count on you to keep it cool). I really mean that. And not at all in a creepy way. What we've got is real, so real we're workin' a pseudo sexy vibe with some light flirting and saucy banter which may or may not will definitely lead to awesome (bankrobbing?) hijinks.
There's good times ahead for us, 30 Rock Lady Fen. Know it. Believe it. Blammo!
Wanna read some 30 Rock fic by moi? Clicky!
About the story itself, I had an amazing time challenging myself to write for a new fandom (check me out, writing more straight-up sitcom comedy!). I wanted to remain faithful to the quirky-occasionally-bordering-on-offensive humor of 30 Rock while also capturing the characters of Liz Lemon and Jack Donaghy. Here's hopin' it entertains.
Also! Yuletide authors have been revealed (!), so I'm going to take advantage of this post to say thanks to three incredibly talented ladies who helped me with my Yuletide fic. Mondo appreciation to dollsome and blackfrancine for being brilliant betas. And a very special thanks to crackers4jenn for not only making a kickass fic banner, but a kickass poster, too. Much love to you all!
Ladies, I just want you to know, you're -- *wipes away a tear* -- you're the wind beneath my (buffalo) wings (that keeps the sauce from getting too hot and burning your tongue, 'cause you know how that sucks, right? Morphing Metaphor: You're my flavorless-invisible-fat-free-yet-still-resplendent Ranch dressing--I can always count on you to keep it cool). I really mean that. And not at all in a creepy way. What we've got is real, so real we're workin' a pseudo sexy vibe with some light flirting and saucy banter which may or may not will definitely lead to awesome (bankrobbing?) hijinks.
There's good times ahead for us, 30 Rock Lady Fen. Know it. Believe it. Blammo!
Wanna read some 30 Rock fic by moi? Clicky!
About the story itself, I had an amazing time challenging myself to write for a new fandom (check me out, writing more straight-up sitcom comedy!). I wanted to remain faithful to the quirky-occasionally-bordering-on-offensive humor of 30 Rock while also capturing the characters of Liz Lemon and Jack Donaghy. Here's hopin' it entertains.