Today marks the birth of my very beloved
kimonkey7! Although I am extraordinarily lame and have no gift to give her today (not personal, I swear... I have a lump of bone in the part of my brain that deals with birthdays and never, ever manage to get gifts together on the day of ANYONE's birthday), I nonetheless take this moment to sing her praises with great praise.
Because, seriously: She keeps us all entertained with her fantabulous stories of all genres. Whatever you want, she's got it. Angst? Action? Whump? Crack? Smut? Case file? Combo of all of the above? She's your woman. On a more personal but still fannish level, she's a huge motivating factor for me and my writing, and has been first eyes on nearly everything I've written in a year and has given me advice of all kinds that has made my stories better. Plus, she lets me look at her stories in the early stages, too, and that's just all kinds of fun. And then there's the way she lets me vent and rant and whine and laugh and flail at her over the IM, which keeps me sane (or enables my insanity).
In sum: she rocks, and I adore her. So there. Happy birthday!