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Still alive.

Still on writing vacation. (Though...I can already feel the fannishness building up. I'm looking forward to the explosion.) My crippling writing guilt is also finally beginning to recede, though a recent comment from a reader asking if I was okay, in the sense of hoping nothing catastrophic had befallen me since I have been neglecting my WIP so woefully long...that sort of brought back another wave of crippling guilt. Deep breath. Then I have to remind myself that other than a few outstanding WIPs, sequels, and such, I am not signed up for a single ficathon right now. Phew.

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To focus on something more positive (and certainly more finished), I thought I might take a stab at the DVD fic commentary thingy, if anyone really finds this sort of thing interesting. But if someone actually does, I wouldn't mind giving it a try. I consider it pressure-free writing. Woot.  Oh, and my stories are here.  If you pick one of the longer novel-type fics, I'd appreciate any hint as to a specific chapter or scene you have the most interest in. Or something.

*climbs back under rock*

Comments

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

It hasn't been *that* long, meanie. :P

[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

Nellie and I beg to differ on that one. Long, long, so long that Nellie has moved onto LOCI, whatever the heck that is. I fear that surrealis has led her astray. Next thing you know, I'll be reading only Black Stallion/Misty of Chincoteague fic unless you whip out some Jomantha to keep me in the fold.

It's either that or the Pit of Voles. You know, I might just die from schmoop overload. You and Nellie would cry. Well, you would. Nellie might get a bit misty, but she would blame it on the pollen. No, really, it would be pollen. I'm deluding myself because this is Nellie.

Anyway, post more. We missed you.

[syxp.livejournal.com]

Jomantha.

hahahaha

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

You know, if you hadn't needled your way into getting glimpses at unpublished bits, we would have some put aside to tide you over during my dry patch. Bet you wish you had some Jenny the Publicist fic to read about now, huh. :P

[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

Yep! I sure do. Jenny is a hoot.

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

Check you email, meanie. I have no defenses for Kat guilt. :P

[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

You are the nicest S/J writer in the whole world. Wait! You're the nicest fic writer in the known galaxy!!! :::smooches you:::

ETA: Having read the snippet, I now want to marry you and do your laundry, make you dinner, clean out your cat litter boxes, and so on and so forth, but no babies. Too messy.

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

Dude, you're gonna break my cover. I'm mean, remember? And a sockpuppet. *And* a troll. Snerk. Though, now that you mention it, the litter boxes are a little ripe. Hmmm...

[syxp.livejournal.com]

I'm just writing tiny LOCI things.
They don't really count...

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

That's how it always starts...

[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

I fear the worst.

[annerbhp.livejournal.com]

The worst part is that I am only up to season three of LOCI, so can't read her fic. Lol.

[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

So it makes no sense? That's not stopping me. I'm reading it, but I'm not commenting cause all I could say is "Um, nice way you strung those words together. Now, please, what happened to Jack's magic penis? Surely there are some recent adventures rattling around in your lovely and snarky brain?" And then Nellie would reach through the intarwebz and kick me.