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[rhoddlet]

Herriotslash for Liana Goldenquill. The first thing I have written in the first person in, like, five years. And you'll have to excuse how it doesn't fit with Herriot's style at ALL eb;clakjdslifj. I tried, goddammit. I tried. :/ Can I blame the tediousness of the style on my half-assed attempts at that?

From the fics that I'll be writing post-

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[l_goldenquill]

SHFGHAGHGSDAJ!1!!!

I didn't think you'd actually write it! And I've been away for almost two years! And it's so good -- I mean, yeargh, it's so good I've used up my quota of exclamation marks for about another year :o!!1!

Something tells me this isn't going to be an insanely popular fandom, but it should be, if only because of this fic. This is the only way I can imagine it working out -- and it's just so perfect. It's such a snapshot of the late cold winter, and the wind, and stupid lovable James -- and Tristan's characterization is spot-on too.

Basically, you can summarize my feelings with afhjsgd and a "holy crap" or two. <3333333333

[illiterate]

BITCH. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT, REAL, USED LJ NAME?! GAWD.

[quigonejinn]

IS THAT THE WAY TO TALK TO AN INTELLISLASHER? *CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, HEARD ABOUT YOUR MEET-UP WITH RAE*

This's my current fandom LJ. Alas, it's just Horatio Hornblower and Star Wars.