How do you have someone declared a saint?

Because b/f so deserves it.

He keeps backups, as previously said. What I didn't know (and he only remembered after going through his CDs and disks) is that he also backs up MY stuff because he knows I never do.

He's backed up my stuff.

I have my fic! MY precious fic! After, what, 3 days of the screaming meemies, I have my fic back.

Now I have to attatch myself like a limpet to b/f chanting 'thankyouthankyouthankyou' excuse me *walks away with dignity followed by a 'WWEEEEEE GLOMP'*

Light & Dark 10 - to the Norns

Well, the clinging like a limpet lasted all of five minutes safter sheer impracticality forced us to be reasonable (alright, I couldn't reach my drink, Ok?)

But now I have fic. My muses have dragged themselves from their heavy depressed despondancy (yes, even my muses can get more depressed than is their default state) and start to mob me, jumping up and down screaming 'me, me!' (alright, not the faerie boys. And maybe not Radoslav. Actually, I don't have many of my muses would sacrifice their dignity to that extent, but you get the idea.

Anyway, the faeries are up (actually I ALMOST have the second half of this as well, so it's not a cliffhanger).




( Light & Dark 10 - To the Norns. Long and wordy like the rest really )

Fic update again - Spark in Darkness # 52

Ok, I'm clearing my backlog then writing.

Spark in Darkness was left in a good/bad place. I have a horrible feeling that it's going to go pear shaped. I know I don't have a clue where it's going.

Who's betting I'm not going to like it when we arrive?


( Fic-let sparkindarkness 52. Definitely not good. )