Erf. Babbley babble

RL conspires to keep me away from my boys. My goal right now is to be good to Mr.Roxy, who's been pouting--alot. On a huge bearded man,this is not an attractive thing. In fact, it's a little frightening. And, kind of funny (must not make him pout for the funny, that would be wrong...) I've been telling him a little about the stories I've been writing, and he's interested in a technical way but confused as to the subject matter. Willfully I figure.

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Any hoo, I hope to have something here soon, 'cause Roxy's life isn't nearly as interesting to any one who isn't named Roxy! ;)

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I ...can't ...stop ...reading 'The Yard'...omfg, it's sooooo good. Help.And it's two parts and the second part isn't up, and I need to finish my stuff and I just can't stop reading. It's so cool and extra added big ass bonus? It's really good SF, really good SF. *happy sigh with a side order of guilt*

Summer Story part 7

This was the hardest, hardest bit to write for me. I cried tears of blood, my darlings. But Mizz Roxy, I hear you ask, are you not like the dime store novelist, pounding out words like popcorn and with about as much thought? And I answer, go get me a switch.

Martha, Martha. in the right hands, you're a wonderful woman, full of depthy depths and sparkling wisdom and warm mother's heart. In my hands, you're a cliched, overprotective, emasculating bitch. So what do we do? We cut, cut , cut! and even through the tears of blood, it was kind of fun. Okay, okay! -- crazee, but you knew that coming in.

Anyhoo, the Previous Parts are here, snorting Bon Ami, because, *whispers* kind of stupid.

Summer Story

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