Last night I posted to ff.net the LJ story I did last year for venilia for the Narnia Fic Exchange, Food For Thought.  It's without the pictures of course and I tweaked it a bit.  If you missed the story, before, it's here on ff.net and here, complete, on LJ.  I'm curious whether any of those who avoid my work due to its (perceived immoral) content will ( Read more... )

This whole week has been an exercise in frustration.  I spent hours of work in the yard last week only to find that I still have mildew on my monarda (bee balm) in the butterfly garden.  Over the last day, I've spent hours researching what was a wonderful, brilliant and awesome idea at work that has now completely crashed and burned.  Sigh.  So ( Read more... )

BBC reported this awesome finding regarding great bowerbirds and that males use the concept of forced perspective (think of those scenes with Gandalf and hobbits in LOTR) to make themselves appear larger to prospective mates.  The birds studied here are different from the satin bowerbirds in TSG Part 1 who use bits of blue to decorate their bowers ( Read more... )

EDIT:  I forgot to add the real reason for my post!  British super mystery writer PD James has written Pride and Prejudice fan fic.  Death Comes to Pemberley

Actually, it isn't, in my experience.  I am fine, humming along, though my desire for massive quantities of baking wars with my desire to not eat all the cookies.For those of you who find this ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday to the fabulous and talented ilysia_039 
Oh gosh... I owe birthday fic...  Errrr, hold on...  I've just skimmed the whole of the next two chapters and I think it's really boring and it needs massive cutting, but here's an excerpt:

The house seemed smaller.  Everything seemed smaller and Susan recalled what Aslan had said about how he had seemed ( Read more... )

Susan topped off Peter’s glass.  “So, what of this woman roaming Oxfordshire who is a friend of the Professor’s and the very image of Dinan?”

“Who?”

“Peter, you did not just say that.  Dinan.  The Silver Birch?  Your lover for over five years in Narnia!”

“Oh.  Her.”

“Her,” Susan repeated.  Honestly, Peter was so hopelessly male.

Peter ( Read more... )