First of all, OMG summer in VT is awesome: freckles, skinnydipping, dancing, friends, wine, etc. Secondly, BSG kicks my ass all over the place. Pretty much everyone I know here is going crazy over it and that is totally fun.
Sample femme!outbursts during BSG viewing:
"This shit is EPIC!" (Rinse, lather, and repeat)
Regarding Kara and each unfolding piece of her backstory: "OMG, just exactly HOW in love with her are they trying to make me." She is totally a girl!woobie. She, all by herself? Slashy to me. I have no coherent explanation for that.
Regarding Apollo with his clothes off: *whimper, drool, squeal*
There was also a lot of fist pumping and meeping at exciting points. And I would definitely add that my brain felt like it was stretching a great deal at certain junctures. I love this show. And I will probably talk about it at great length later, and potentially with further insight and depth. We'll see. :P
Right.
So, apparently while I've been out of it, some award-type stuff happened
. . .
And the Beat Goes On won "Best Romance (Spike & Buffy)" at the
Best of..." Awards.
Together They Come Undone was Runner-up for "Best Drabble (Under 500 Words)" at the
Fang Fetish Awards.
And
The Smell of Her was nominated for "Best PWP" and "Best Spike Characterization" at the
Love's Last Glimpse Awards.
Many thanks to anyone who had anything to do with any of that!
I'm currently at
greenapricot's house preparing to do some serious Jensen-fangirling (a shock, I know), dying my hair (it's a bit too dark now, oh well), and doing last minute
writercon preparations.
So I'll either see you all tomorrow (FOR REALS) or um, later on.
In conclusion, SQUEE!!!
P.S. If you're going to Writercon and and haven't yet seen my sekrit
picture post, there it is. And email me at femmenerd1@yahoo.com if you wanna trade cell phone numbers or whatever.