miscellany

[pensnest]

Time for a brief round-up, I think.

severalplums has made a most pleasing start, there were more than twenty icons submitted for both the first two challenges, and two very nice tutorials done after the first one. Most gratifying.

I spent quite a bit of this evening working out what I *think* looks like a good running order for our summer show. Have sent it along to colleagues for inspection. Then, the painful phone calls to people who didn't get chosen. Ah, joy.

We went out for an early dinner yesterday; as a reprehensibly large number of weekday meals are taken in front of tv or computer, it's nice to sit together as a family and talk. I have done well with Boy - I bought him some maths books, and it seems he is actually working through them and doing the problems. As he's taking a year off before doing Mathematics at university, this seems like a good wheeze. Wonder if Bun will do likewise. Or get a job. Anyone want to employ a couple of indolent but reasonably intelligent brats for a few months?

Bun has a PILE of very good chocolate in her bedroom. Seriously, I'm talking Camp Sparkle style here, though scaled down from twenty to one. No wonder she let me eat her Creme Eggs.

Finished a story, yay! Well, pending beta advice, that is. Phew. I have been very sluggish, probably because I have a long, improbable and utterly Mary-Sueish scenario playing out in my head, which I am not going to write down but which is rather blocking up the fic-writing channels.

There is a large fly zooming round our bedroom. Death and carnage will ensue, because if I don't manage to zap it, my Beast will be filled with unholy wrath and will rampage with the flyswatter. Quite true.

Oh, what the heck. Inspired by the imprudent example of turps33, I meme:

A-- Go to my fanfic and pick out a line or two from one of my stories.
B-- I will respond with which story I think it's from.
C-- I'll write a scene of at least 100 words for anyone who stumps me on any subject/pairing of their choosing.

*gibbers*

Comments

[phaballa.livejournal.com]

Joey, possibly the least hung-over (because being the largest, he was best able to hold his liquor), grunted in acknowledgment but carefully did not raise his eyes, for only yesterday morning JC had been eating a tuna and jelly sandwich, and, able to hold his liquor or not, Joey did not need to see that kind of thing at this time of day.

[pensnest]

Who's Your Daddy?

[phaballa.livejournal.com]

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[turps33.livejournal.com]

It looks like you're getting a lot of stuff done, which a special yay for fic being produced.

Poor fly, it sounds like its doomed.

And the meme. At which I'm doing terribly personally.

He didn't get far. A flying tackle felled him to the ground, but Chris had scarcely realized he had grass blades up his nose when he was rolled onto his back and found a sturdy teenager straddling his chest and covering his face with a fearsome spray of whipped cream.

[pensnest]

You're much kinder to me than I was to you.

Now, dammit, what's the title of that one... something about revenge, um, snark, coffee and underwear, ack, what's it called?

A Tale of Torment and Sweet Revenge.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I have woe now! I also have a plan to reread all my own stories for next time I attempt this *g*

[ravenbat.livejournal.com]

In fact, Chris didn't think he'd ever seen that particular expression on Lance's face before.

[pensnest]

Prize.

[ravenbat.livejournal.com]

yup

[poetrychik.livejournal.com]

Ok, here's my try:

So. A couple more hours on the phone, and problem sorted. He had a good feeling about this. Make sure Joe's film didn't get canned, and with luck, generate some good returns and a better profile.

[pensnest]

I'm pretty sure the very dull title of this fic is 'Phone Calls'.

[nopseud]

Late offering for me:

“Well, I guess you can rely on guys not to expect hearts and flowers after a one-night stand. Just a good fuck. Plus, you want to get laid, it's a sure thing with men, you can tell after five minutes whether it's gonna happen or not, where with women you have to go through the whole ritual and even then at the end of the evening you still might not get any.”

[pensnest]

Hmm. My first reaction is to say it's from "Thirteen years and counting", but it just *might* be from "Option B". I'll go with the reunion story, though, "Thirteen Years and counting".

[nopseud]

Yep, you're right! Damn, you're good!