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Because Mariposa has decided to have the shortest honeymoon with me of any story I've ever written, and suddenly Dis Pater has decided to resurect itself, here's some of Live No Life.

I was supposed to be writing Mariposa, and I got Whit and Clark in a truck together and that was as far as it went. And some of you are going, "AWWW!" and some of you are going,"EWWWWW! Thank god!!"
Problem was, as I was trying to shoehorn some characters from canon into the show, it occured to me that no matter how tiny the town, there is always a place where teens go to be...all dark amd heavy eyelinered and black clothed. Wouldn't that be a fun place to take Clark and his makeup? Just a thought.

Whining, kvetching, stuff like that...

So. I can use Craving, Jitters because it's perfect for showing up the changes Clark's non-super brings, bits of Leech, Kinetic and Tempest and from there, kick everything out of the window. I'm trying to figure out how to tell this story without taking the two years Boys Of Summer took. I'm just so nervous about trying to do it, and how to do it, I'm blocked like...well, a large blocked thing. *sigh* Gosh. I'm going to end up killing everybody too, unless I can figure out how to save them.

Truly I am the stupid. I could be writing porn. I could be *reading* porn. I should be drawing porn. Hell, I should be acting porn out with puppets and flash cards. Or interpretive dance. With scarves, and sparkly feather fans. Or Mr. Roxy. (usually at this point my niece screams and swears never to read my journal again....)



she's just so pretty!