Something tells me I'm getting too old for this. If I get off my duff, I might finish something and post it for a change instead of hanging around admiring all you talented young things. Speaking of...
"Hey, you kids--get offa my profile! I was writing fanfic when you were in diapers! Hell, I remember when The Sentinel was a popular fandom. And just what *is* a 'lemon', anyway? I mean, what's with all the citrus fruit? And could somebody please tell me why I need to speak Japanese just to read the warnings in a story summary? Back in the day, all we had was 'slash' and lemme tell you, we were grateful for it. Now you kids've come along with your citrus flavors and fur'n languages to complicate things for us old folks. *grumps, grumbles, pulls out dentures, inspects them and pops them back in again* Hmpf! I guess I *could* be more appreciative... At least you young'uns have improved reader statistics. It's a damned sight better'n the old days when you were lucky if you got the odd comment via email. Now y'all can see all'a your favorites, follows and all that happy horse crap. Eh. I guess change isn't ALL bad..."
Okay. To abandon the old-lady schtick for a moment, I'm a gen & slash writer, but I haven't written a damned thing since I had a zine fic published in 2003. ("Ashes, Ashes," Whispers of the Heart IX, if you're curious.) I generally wrote dark!fic that was verging on the perverse, shameless H/C and (oddly enough) ridiculous, off-color humor. (Oh, and I *love* outrageous crossovers!) Today, I find myself reading Kuroshitsuji, Death Note, Tactics, and Bleach. L&Light sends me, and there just aren't enough H/C Bleach fics with Uryuu Ishida in them. While I no longer read The Sentinel, I have been known to keep up with House, Black Books, Blake's 7, Jonathan Creek, and the ever-elusive Jeeves and Wooster.
I write for a living (if you can call it that), have a cat with no eyelids and a three-legged dog. Much to my dismay, I wake up every morning surprised that I am not, in fact, Ophelia, and I continue to like Rufus Wainwright and the Magnetic Fields too much for it to be healthy.
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