Yes, (almost) all of my stories are at the AO3.  Three meta pieces and two WIPs are going up this month, and then it's done.  The AO3 actually has several shorter (and not so short) pieces which weren't up at the Eyrie.

If  you want copies for your ereaders, either portable or on your computer, the AO3 will download as MOBI, PDF, HTML (all of which ( Read more... )

If you have pages or stories at Moonlit-Eyrie you want to save, get them soon.  I am definitely shutting down by August, and if i can't find the freaking password to update my billing info*, the site will be going down by sometime Monday. 
I haven't updated there in years, so I will just be moving the rant on OCs over to the AO3 as fannish ( Read more... )

Posting this while I can, now that things have somewhat calmed down.

Since my last post, Mom has been widowed and, hours later, sent from the hospital to rehab.  ( The rehab, at least, is going very, very well. )

The December posting came to an abrupt pause because my mother called me Tuesday morning and said, "I think I need you to take me to the hospital, honey."  No, no, it needed an ambulance to do that.  ( Long story cut short... )

Sorry, guys, but I've been up at the hospital with my mom all day and no laptop.  Tomorrow I'm up with her half the day and with laptop, so we shall see.   Her prognosis looks good, but that was not how I expected to start, and spend, my day.

Bath calls and bed.  Good night!  (
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Why? Because I honestly do not know if I just took yoga with the Penguin or an Ent.  And apparently everyone else in the class knew about this guy; it was very empty on my side of the room until the latecomers had to take the spaces left.

( I went to the Tues morning yoga class at my gym today... )

My lovely husband got a call from the head of his karate association yesterday: 
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There comes an age, and apparently I have hit it, when I must let the toddler bounce off me instead of ending up with me bouncing.

By which I mean, yeah, really, apparently spraining an ankle -- a sadly common occurrence in my life -- now involves the ankle, both palms, and the opposite knee (I have no idea how I scraped this much of my knee in one ( Read more... )

Because I started laughing when I realized I had just walked out of the Bass Pro Shop with a new sweater and a machete.

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There was a guy sitting at a table who had his hair back in a ponytail so his trilby would stay on.  The trilby that still had the (white) price tag hanging down on his (dark brown) hair. 
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