there's no way to explain this other than to say the chances of me writing any more of any of these stories/'verses is increasingly small - never say never but also never say there'll be lots more - so i figured i'd just tell y'all what happens and then i'll feel more like the stories are done and i can go on to something else. like drawing a line ( Read more... )

the weirdest fannish thing happened to me yesterday - a good thing, but entirely unexpected and thus weird - which resulted in me feeling a. terrifically flattered, and b. both exposed and invisible. and then i was so flustered i gave myself two papercuts off one envelope. >.< yes, i'm a dork. this should not be news ( Read more... )

my friend amy, who i've known since i was five, had a baby last week. (and he's kyooooot! and now i need to find a plush duckling and a copy of make way for ducklings to send him....) his middle name is... francis. :D ( Read more... )

i meant to do this yesterday.... give some public props for them what helped me with my novel. (dude. i published a novel. this is never getting old. :> )

first, byrne, because simon gave her dove and dove gave me something to work with. i have, shall we say, issues with cowriting. it's hard, and a lot of times the difficulty for me isn't worth ( Read more... )

ps about my book? if i've ever pimped anything for you or bought anything from you, here's your chance to repay me. :D

*clears throat*

MY BOOK IS AVAILABLE!

*dies*

*ahem*

it's called keep you and is available from torquere press and you can order it here. don't be swayed by the peaceful cover - it's not a particularly peaceful story. it does however have a happy ending ( Read more... )

oh man, it's the song for the fic i never wrote. (and which will always remind me of nefinjer because i promised her for a year that i'd write it, and i never did....)

does this mean i can pimp my book again? :D

keep you, the story of simon and jay. comes out NEXT WEEK. O.O wednesday, march 15 ( Read more... )

say someone grabs your head and slams you face-first into the side of a building. and say they grab you in such a way that you don't end up with a broken nose but instead hit the wall with your forehead. and say there's jagged bit(s) of stucco or brick or a nail or something sticking out of said wall, such that it cuts your head open. how deep ( Read more... )

...who said i could use any of her worlds, so i did. i beg forgiveness for any instances that clearly demonstrate my cluelessness and scattered goldfish memory. consider it a crackheaded tribute, of sorts.

( cut for simon and some very strange dreams.... )