So I usually can't bring myself to do wip_amnesty, because YOU NEVER KNOW. I MIGHT finish them! I really might. And there are indeed still a lot that I'm hoarding for my own use, but the chances of me getting to this one in the next ten years are vanishingly small, so -- Go with God, little AU! You would have been lovely when you grew up ( Read more... )

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So it's back to school, and I feel like I'm cheating this semester, because I'm taking a creative writing workshop (that's not *school!* all they want me to do is *write!*) and two 20th century poetry classes, one on modern Irish poetry that is almost entirely Yeats and Heaney, and one on modern British poetry that is...Yeats, Heaney, and some ( Read more... )

Can someone tell me in which Firefly episode Inara and Kaylee try to dress River up, and she hates it and gets agitated? I cannot for the LIFE of me seem to locate it, and I know I'm not making it up -- right?

*grumbles* When, o when, will holiday-gift-fic-season ever end??

Gradually, Then Suddenly If I'd written a story this year that I actually liked, I would have hoped it would be something like this one. *g* This is a lovely, airy dive-bomb through history, lighting gently on all the various phases of Chris and Justin's relationship, hook-ups, freak-outs, teasing, romance, bitching about losing their spark, the ( Read more... )

Gratuity It's hookerfic, only not the normal kind. One of those Sex-in-the-City-esque AUs, which I don't always like, but I don't always dislike, either -- Justin's friends buy him a night with an upscale escort, and who's more luxury-goods than Lance Bass? Some of the dialogue felt slightly off, but some of it was *fantastic,* and Justin trying ( Read more... )

The Earl of Rothinghamtonfordshire This was a big, big winner for me. I expected it to be a crack-ficcy romance novel parody, a la those Harlequin stories they were doing over in Atlantis fandom last fall, but it's not! It's teenage Nick, deciding it can't be that hard to write a novel! Only he went to bus school, so, harder than you'd think. ( Read more... )

Back from my extended vacation to the hometown! Actually, I got back Tuesday night, but after a fourteen-hour drive (14! Why do I do this to myself? Next time I drive home, I'm making Mary come with me for that reason alone) I was in no shape to do anything, and then yesterday I woke up and found that my mild cold had turned into a GIANT, SOUL- ( Read more... )

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Ah, winter again. The sore throat, the sudden, stricken recognition of one's dire poverty, the good movies finally being released, the profound questioning of one's career choices as term papers are handed in, the liberal conspiracy against ChristmasI always want to say to those people: "I've been a certified, self-proclaimed liberal for nearly ( Read more... )