More pimpage of the me kind before I go on. It's called Crunch. I've been unusually productive lately; that's the second story I've posted in a few days. There's another ready, but I'm waiting on the beta to proclaim whether or not it needs a few tweaks. Stay tuned.
Oh! Thanks to Navia whose Live Journal entry here, inspired the story. So thanks Navia, who said yes to linkage, even though she doesn't know me.
So the squeeing is not because of the above story, but because of really nice feedback about the Chasez Lake Christmas one I posted a couple of days ago.
A writer that I enjoy lots and mention multiple times on my rec page wrote to say that she liked the fic. I wrote back, quite enthusiastically, about all the stories of hers that I've enjoyed. I have a feeling that now she thinks I'm some kind of stalker fan-freak. But I'm not really, and if you happen to see this, I promise I'm not a weirdo. I was just excited. :-)
I have pizza burritos in the microwave. Not something I'd buy, but the husband heard me say "sausage/egg/cheese/biscuit sandwiches" when he went to the store, and somehow found himself clutching (and purchasing!) a box of sausage pizza burritos instead. Le sigh.
Oh! Thanks to Navia whose Live Journal entry here, inspired the story. So thanks Navia, who said yes to linkage, even though she doesn't know me.
So the squeeing is not because of the above story, but because of really nice feedback about the Chasez Lake Christmas one I posted a couple of days ago.
A writer that I enjoy lots and mention multiple times on my rec page wrote to say that she liked the fic. I wrote back, quite enthusiastically, about all the stories of hers that I've enjoyed. I have a feeling that now she thinks I'm some kind of stalker fan-freak. But I'm not really, and if you happen to see this, I promise I'm not a weirdo. I was just excited. :-)
I have pizza burritos in the microwave. Not something I'd buy, but the husband heard me say "sausage/egg/cheese/biscuit sandwiches" when he went to the store, and somehow found himself clutching (and purchasing!) a box of sausage pizza burritos instead. Le sigh.