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It's one of those crazy freak writing sprees that attack now and then; last time I think it ended up in eleven fics in seven days or something. Fine, but I know it'll fizzle and die just before ficathon deadlines roll around. And of course I'm not actually writing any of those fics, oh, no. Or the ones I've said I would. Or my beta revisions (though I am working on them). Way too sensible. ::bangs head gently on desk::
I even woke up with a Wes/Lilah dark, twisted (natch) spanking fic unrolling in my head like a red carpet. That was sort of odd. On the one hand this is spanking week (if I say it three times, it's true, yes? :-)) so it's only right and proper I devote my energies thataway, and not fair that the Angelverse doesn't get any...on the other hand maybe I'm in danger of becoming a little one note here? ::contemplates a series of G rated drabbles about Miss Kitty Fantastico chasing a piece of paper on a string::
It's also just occurred to me that in the time I've been on LJ, my writing has got darker/kinkier and that might be squicking some of you out who friended me back when I was writing vanilla Spuffy with barely a smooch. Please don't feel you have to stick around because I'llsob helplessly and profusely take it badly if you go. Though I probably will because, you know, love you all, but still I'll understand. Reading list, yes? And if you're thinking, 'God, there she goes again!' as you scroll past another entry by me, just take me off your list and ::goodbye hugs:: all around. And yes, I know that doesn't apply to most of you ::clutches lovely feedback possessively::, but some people on my list I don't know so well and for all I know they're yawning or regretting friending me.
It's minus 24 before windchill. The hairs inside my nose just froze and went crispy when I took L to school. This is a strange feeling. I don't recommend it.
I even woke up with a Wes/Lilah dark, twisted (natch) spanking fic unrolling in my head like a red carpet. That was sort of odd. On the one hand this is spanking week (if I say it three times, it's true, yes? :-)) so it's only right and proper I devote my energies thataway, and not fair that the Angelverse doesn't get any...on the other hand maybe I'm in danger of becoming a little one note here? ::contemplates a series of G rated drabbles about Miss Kitty Fantastico chasing a piece of paper on a string::
It's also just occurred to me that in the time I've been on LJ, my writing has got darker/kinkier and that might be squicking some of you out who friended me back when I was writing vanilla Spuffy with barely a smooch. Please don't feel you have to stick around because I'll
It's minus 24 before windchill. The hairs inside my nose just froze and went crispy when I took L to school. This is a strange feeling. I don't recommend it.