The story for December 7 got its own entry because it is A Fic In Its Own Right, unlike the rest of this crap ( Read more... )

HEY GUYS. REMEMBER THIS?

Um, so, about two years ago, I wrote a Sam/Will story called To Fall Just a Little Bit that took place roughly seven or eight years after the end of the series, wherein Sam goes a little crazy and moves in with Will in Iowa. I have been working on Will's version of the same set of events basically since I posted that ( Read more... )

Internet, what did I tell you about the liquor cabinet last night? I can tell this vodka has been watered down ( Read more... )

Disclaimer: I know that there are people on my f-list who are members of capslock communities. I'm not intending this to hate on you guys at all--I love you. That is why you are my f-list. That and because I like to feel internet powerful.

That being said...

Someone started a West Wing capslock community? Really? Really? I thought we were ( Read more... )

Let me start by saying this: Does anyone in the area want to see OotP with me? I'm trying to needle Steven into visiting, but that probably won't happen ( Read more... )

I'm going stir crazy, guys. I'm seriously losing my mind. Today, I got in my car and drove twenty-five miles straight down 46, just to get out of the house. Afterwards, I turned around and drove straight back. I took pictures at each stoplight on my way home with my camera phone, which I might post later. It'll be kind of pointless, though, because ( Read more... )

This is apparently my four-am-story ( Read more... )

So, the sequel to To Fall Just a Little Bit has a title. It's called The World of Safe People and the two little bits I've already written are here and here is a little more ( Read more... )

ALKFJEIOAWJFKLSDF GUYS THERE IS A SPIDER IN MY BATHROOM AND IT IS HUGE AND IT ALMOST CLIMBED ON ME ALKFJIOAWEJFKLSDAFJKLSHDFUHWIEYERGTUIOFRNHJKSDFHJKSDJKLL L;ASKDJFL;KSJDF;LJKL;SDFAWEF

IT'S SO BIG GUYS I'M NOT EVEN JOKING AND IT ALMOST CLIMBED ON ME AND THEN IT CLIMBED INTO MY ROBE AND I AM NEVER EVER WEARING IT AGAIN AKLSJFKLA;SDFJIOAWEFJ;LL ( Read more... )

Dunno. I'm working on this at the request of quackerscooper. It's the flip-side of this storySometimes he stops writing, stops typing, holds his breath, and listens through the window. He's convinced he can hear the rusty creak of the porch swing, although it might just be his imagination. He's certain he can't hear the soft inhale and exhale of Sam's breathing ( Read more... )