I don't even know what to do with myself.

I am almost done writing the filthiest thing I've ever been willing to share with people whose faces I luckily can't see. Or at least around as dirty as Girls Are Great, which at least I tried to redeem with something like coherent thought. The weird thing about Sex, Lies, and Veritaserum (yes, I'm calling it that, and no, I don't care; I love James Spader) is that there are whiffs of coherent thought, but when I look at GAG (lol, acronym) next to this, I realize that there's just something in myself that would like everything neatly laid out on a table, where people agree, "Yes, this is acceptable," and then proceed to fuck on said table. And things fall off. That's exactly what this fic is.

It's the porn I mentioned in this post; I finally managed to write it by taking out everything that made me feel icky, uncomfortable, and unhappy, and also by turning off my brain and letting everything else go wild. It's Harry/Draco; it looks fairly long (between 10K and 20K; right now it's at 12K and my guess is 17K), and I'm almost done. It's dirty and pretty mindless, though a better word might be shameless.

The problem is I find myself again in need of a beta, hopefully one who can Brit pick. I can't ask scabbyfish because it's for her! Even though I don't know what kind of porn she likes. Any takers?