Oh, it was just a follow-on about editing and stylistics - also a mild apologia to Plei, because I suck at canon and do mechanical edits instead.
I'm also rather febrile today. It's a gruesome MS day. Everything feels a bit scattered.
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Oh, it was just a follow-on about editing and stylistics - also a mild apologia to Plei, because I suck at canon and do mechanical edits instead.
I'm also rather febrile today. It's a gruesome MS day. Everything feels a bit scattered.
Oh, it was just a follow-on about editing and stylistics - also a mild apologia to Plei, because I suck at canon and do mechanical edits instead.
Hee. With AtS, I almost never need canon reminders.
I'm kind of a walking Canon Ref, so what I tend to need is, in fact, mechanical.
I'm impossible at anything other than mechanical, I think. I don't know canon for any of them and I try not to screw with the writer's style (despite my earlier remarks). Tell me there was an alien invasion in season 1 and I'll go, "hmm, I must have missed that ep."
I'm sorry about the gruesomeness of the day. Mine has been a nothing day, but it's improving, despite the lateness of the hour.
Kewl. Then I have Done A Good Thing, Plei, and will hope that you ping me, should further betas arise.
I have two cats in my lap. This is not completely off-topic; the incredibly sweet tabby boy is called Rupert and his coal-black sister, who currently is standing on my thighs and is sucking on my face, is called Darth Willow.
Deena, improving? Never a bad deal.
And here comes kitty number three, sister of first two, little Tonkinese clone with blue eyes called (of course) Buffy.
It's nice to be loved by kitty cats. I like dogs more, because you can pretty much guarantee they'll love you. Cats are more independent, and I'm all about the easy lovin'.
My cat Lenny loves me so damn much. It's wonderful. In fact, it's better than the slut-love of a dog.
Me and dogs, not so much. Allergic for one thing, but also - I missed the easy love gestalt entirely. Give me a chance to earn it.
We have many many many cats. At the moment (thanks heavens for a roomy old Vic house), we have thirteen of them; an even dozen are rescues. And Drusilla is atop the monitor, staring at me suspiciously. She's well-named. Burning fishes!
Among the Buffistae, who knows our cats? Betsy, Andrea L, Dana, ita, Penny B, Hec, juliana, meara....
Deb, just popping in to say I took Plainsong with me to a lovely bath and I'm about halfway through it (also wrinkled like a prune). I love the language. My favorite phrase, so far: "all compact of time..."
I'm so glad you started posting here.
So I'm going through WX and what do I find?
I'm wanting so much to write SpikePorn, or even a goofy Spike drains Spiderman and gets his Spidey powers fic. But I started the Spike/Spiderman one, and it wants to become something else totally. No, not slash! Sort of angst-y, post-The Gift, which is somthing I swore I would never do. But that's what it wants to be. Hopefully I'll have lots of time to write this weekend
Uh, Teppy? Where is this? Because we need this.