Today I solemnly swear, in honor of
Ian McKellen, who is such a cool person, to channel all my violence and aggression into writing a bit of smut.
Signed up for this year's popslash
remix. I have one thing that I must write before the remix, and one that I'd just really like to get done before the remix, and if I get assigned to remix
merryish, I may have an unfortunate laughter-related accident.
Meant to do the end of the year writing meme, but the year ended and I lost track of it. Short version: I wrote less than I'd hoped, and I'm still a bit surprised that I wrote Weiß Kreuz. (Side note: somehow I always imagine that's the flower shop Buffy calls to get hold of Riley. The crossovers in my mind are better left undisturbed.)