Mar. 16th, 2011 10:41 am
lienne: A rose lying on a laptop keyboard. (object: rose on keyboard)
1. an RP thing

2. the fic from which it derives is called refractive index and is full of wrong and heartbreak. It is an AU of Lake where the Stark boys stayed in New York. It is currently 3771 words of which the last three are "New York rain", and contains character death, nonconsensual vampirification and creepy mutually coercive makeouts. It is not finished yet. Who wants a look? I can email out the current version.

3. sometimes I wonder what I am doing with my life. I wonder it especially hard when I have to spend thirty seconds pondering whether "ephebophilia" applies when the object of the relevant affection is eighteen years old. (I decided it just barely doesn't.) (This does not really make Obadiah Stane any less creepy.)

4. if enough people want a boo at this I may end up with a third WIP mailing list, the first two being Butterflies and Lake. what is my life.

5. maybe my capital letters will come back if I have a shower.
lienne: A happy, whirring cartoon chainsaw. (emotion: gleeful (perhaps deranged))
'cause it has come to my attention that there's actually no way in hell I can keep track of who's seen what anymore, or of who might like to see what, given the opportunity.

A list )

If you want to see what I've got for any of those, just drop a comment with your email address. :D

Butterflies and Lake each have their very own informal mailing list, to which I'll happily add you if you're not already on it and would like to be. I last sent out updates ages and ages ago, but I might do more soon once I can convince myself that another paragraph or two here or there is worth bothering you all over. XD


Jul. 13th, 2010 07:32 am
lienne: A fountain pen nib, lying on paper. (Default)

I write like
Arthur Conan Doyle

I Write Like by Mémoires, a vanity publishing scam. Fucking seriously!

I gave it this, of course.


Moar under the cut )
lienne: A fountain pen nib, lying on paper. (Default)
it is a Sunnydale High AU of Butterflies

alternately, it is what happens when nobody tells me to quit writing deranged crossovers already



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