This was not a remarkable year in terms of word count, but I dipped into a number of fandoms and discovered a new one in Person of Interest, which led to meeting a whole lot of really lovely people. Including one IRL! (waves at 
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In the flush of discovering new fandoms and actually getting some writing done, I've been sitting on several novella- and novel-length Sherlock fics and haven't yet been able to read them. It's a Sunday afternoon and they're now downloaded to my Kindle, so we'll see if the new WIPs will leave me alone long enough for some quality reading time.

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And we're done! Thanks ever so much to
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Thank you for all the prompts!  I still have a few to finish up, but I got a good start on the last few on my flights home today--I'm just too tired to tell if they're actually readable.

Sherlock discussion:

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There is an entire tumblr devoted to Sherlock genderswap.

That is all.


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From a relative, of whom I am actually very fond:

"I hope things are going well for you and that you feel ok most of the time and the rest of the time it's tolerable."

I just...really? I had to think about it for a minute before I understood what she meant. For the record, I'm feeling perfectly healthy. Well, my neck's a little tight, but I think ( Read more... )

( Must it always come back to sex? )

Crosspost, sorry!

I've just put up a fannish interview with rosa_acicularis over at 
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I have them, but my ability to write a coherent paragraph seems to have gone right down the drain lately--think I need to get on a better sleep schedule--so! You're not getting the essay this could be.

Instead you're getting a link to this essay about manpain (with special attention paid to the white man's burden and women in refrigerators), which ( Read more... )

Got up and ready for church. Was distracted by the internet. Smeared tomato sauce all down shirtfront at breakfast. Realised no chance of being anything like on time for church.

The shirt is now in the washing machine, hopefully recoverable, and I am still at home, feeling mildly guilty (which is silly) and wishing I didn't live quite so far away ( Read more... )