Kyra went home yesterday. We drove her to the bus station (which is a dingy little building on the outskirts of town), after the two of us had spent the last several hours sitting out on a blanket spread over the roof, watching The Sarah Jane Adventures. And, oh, we had such a lovely time, and I miss her terribly today -- no Kyra to say ridiculous ( Read more... )

I am really beginning to think that it may turn out to be an excellent idea to hold
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Er. I really haven't got a good explanation for this. Here are two storybits from the Evangeline thingummy (I'm still looking for a surname, by the by, and the furthest I've got is the realisation that it needs to be monosyllabic and probably ought to mean something interesting). I wrote the first one and sort of forgot about it, and then I tried ( Read more... )

Happy twentieth birthday to

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I. So, lady_moriel and I were on the phone until twelve-thirty last night, which was basically The Best Thing Ever, except I woke my mum up because I was shut up in my closet for no good reason. (It's kind of cosy in there. Besides, Remus lives there. With his random piles of Time and various newspapers and books he keeps nicking off my shelves, and our ( Read more... )