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L. Hope no one was trying to fly out of the country today. The news is always so fuckin scary, man.
I. I've been in Austin for a week or so, and will be in Florida next week to help my brother and s-i-l move. So I've been kinda spotty on the lj thing. I've missed some comments, whatnot--I'll be getting back to ya.
N. Did you miss

stoney321's post about the president of a gardening company using its mailing list to encourage bigotry? Did you go to the website for the company to politely (hopefully articulately) protest? Did anyone write Adam/Steve fic? Anyone?
K. Test the Dixie/Yankeeness of your speech. You know y'ant to.
S. This game is freakishly addictive.

-Five Years Later At A Holiday End by

romanyg

Angel/Connor. Warning: contains incest. What the title says, and then what the warning says, with simple, powerful text, spot on characterization, and something a little heartbreaking as well as sexy.

-No Place Like Home by

chrisleeoctaves

Angel/Spike/Buffy. This piece is mostly light and almost hopeful, but with and undertone of bittersweetness and resignation, almost of despair. Chris hits exactly the right note: these characters can be happy, but they will never quite be content.

-Five Pairs of Lips Buffy Never Kissed. . . And Five She Did by

chrisleeoctaves

Buffy/everyone and your mom. From family to youth to daydreams to love, this fic covers both the unexpected and unavoidable in Buffy's love life.

-Stick Shift Redux by

stultiloquentia

Buffy/Spike. Even if you have me friended because you're a h0r 4 B/A, read it. It has something new to offer sex scenes, fresh words and ways of saying things that aren't what you get in 'ship fics and romance novels.

-I Don't Know Where I'll Be Tonight, But I'll Always Tell You Where I Am, by

spuffyduds

Faith/Wesley. This is a really fun bit of almost fluff. The Faith voice is endearing and spot-on, and the progression of the fic is a way to rediscover any kink you might've had for gradual love stories and/or epistlary pieces.

-Substance Among Other Categories (was that the title? or not? by

ros_fod

Connor/Spike. Spare and sad and that absent third.

-page 5 of

astridv's comic.

If you haven't been keeping up with astridv and yhlee's co-created comic book, you should. Fabulous drawings, interesting plot, set post-NFA.

dovil has two posts on Spike/Angel(us) dynamics, here and here.

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rahirah hosted a discussion about plagarism in fanfic, in response to the Cassie Claire thing. Several other people are discussing the same thing--food for thought, I think.

ETA: "The word deadline first appeared as an American coinage that referred to the line around a military prison beyond which soldiers were authorized to shoot escaping prisoners." Think about that next time you're late on a project, MM & Mmes!

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Oooh. I don't want you to go away from LJ next week, because I'm waiting on a beta for a Connor fic, and it's written almost entirely for YOU, because I want to TALK to you about Connor.

So... tell your bro and sil to suck it. Stoney's begging. Heh.

Hah, and I scored 91% Dixie. Then again, two of those options are pure-d Texan: party barn, and wrappin'. If they had "fixin' to" as an option, I'd've scored higher. :)

It says the term "feeder" for an access road is strictly Houston and the Great Lakes. Weird. They had "fixin'" elsewhere. I hate it when people say fixin'.

OMG, you would totally hate me, then, because I am Teeeeeeeexan. Meaning, I'm fixing to go work on my fic some more.

:)

*makes note to check into caddywhompus, kitt-cornered, and tump*

I say kitty-corner. What the hell does tump mean?

Me, too. And cupboards, not cabinets. And covers, not blankets. I'm all Texan like that.

Seriously? You['ve never heard tump down there? Well.... there's a lot of transplants in Houston, so actually, that wouldn't suprise me. Unless you're actually in SugarWater or Katy, in which case, what's wrong with them locals?

TUMP: a combination of tip and dump. You would tump over a glass of milk. You would not tump over a pile of laundry.

I say cupboards and covers, too.

I'm in Katy, but not the old town part of Katy. The newer part where it's all yuppies from elsewhere. And before I lived there, when I was growing up, where we lived was mostly immigrants. So I actually've rarely come into contact with people who consider themselves "Southerners".

I'll have to use tump someday.

Beta's done, cookie! *hopes I haven't destroyed our friendship*

TKMe: Stoney says, suck it.
TKbro2: No.
TKS-i-l2: Only if she does me back.
TKbro2: Scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. Wink wink.
TKS-i-l2: How far away does she live again?

I'm all aflutter with anticipation for new Connor!fic! I'm so happy! I can't wait. There's been sudden riches of late. I'm a poet, and don't know it. Um, I'll be checking every chance I get for it.

But if you ever want to, you know, talk talk, we can always IM. When I'm in town, I mean. I wish I got more use out of it, I guess is what I mean.