Soooo, anyhoo...
...I'm thinking--and yes, I'm off today and in one of those moods...I'm thinking, recently there was a--what can we call it--mental explosion, in which a young lady asked to be paid for fic. She had very reasoned arguments as to why this would be a good thing. And my stars, how many times have I seen in author's notes “feedback or i won't write *insert title here* anymore.”
Thusly it occurs to me—Hey! fic is a valuable commodity. I know some of you really like some of the stuff I've done, if not asking me to “please god stop think of the children” is any indication--so, I have a proposal for you fine folks. Think seriously about this before you turn me down.
I, Mizz Roxy Rose, propose an exchange. In return for more of *whatever fic ya'll want* all I ask that you clean one room of my house.
Yes, that's it--just one room. Per thousand words.
A bargain, no? A simple vacuuming, dusting, shaking the pillows, brushing the curtains and wiping off the lampshades for deathless prose.
I further ask that if you’re one of the rare people who visit my journal for the pr0n, (tsk!) you do a load of laundry. Simple washing for a blowjob, a full load washed dried and folded for a three-some—this can be negotiated…This benefits all of us—I get to write full time with a clear conscious, you get what you want—literary gems of stunning genius…Mr Roxy might get confused but that could work out to your benefit too *koff* what? I really *HATE* housework…stop looking at me like that…No. I’m not pimping out my husband! unless it works?
So, there is my modest proposal—ooooooo!
I think I hear The Mr. Softee truck!!!!
Thusly it occurs to me—Hey! fic is a valuable commodity. I know some of you really like some of the stuff I've done, if not asking me to “please god stop think of the children” is any indication--so, I have a proposal for you fine folks. Think seriously about this before you turn me down.
I, Mizz Roxy Rose, propose an exchange. In return for more of *whatever fic ya'll want* all I ask that you clean one room of my house.
Yes, that's it--just one room. Per thousand words.
A bargain, no? A simple vacuuming, dusting, shaking the pillows, brushing the curtains and wiping off the lampshades for deathless prose.
I further ask that if you’re one of the rare people who visit my journal for the pr0n, (tsk!) you do a load of laundry. Simple washing for a blowjob, a full load washed dried and folded for a three-some—this can be negotiated…This benefits all of us—I get to write full time with a clear conscious, you get what you want—literary gems of stunning genius…Mr Roxy might get confused but that could work out to your benefit too *koff* what? I really *HATE* housework…stop looking at me like that…No. I’m not pimping out my husband! unless it works?
So, there is my modest proposal—ooooooo!
I think I hear The Mr. Softee truck!!!!
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I wonder if I can get my house packed for some good Clex-in-bed-action??
I'll even throw in a chained up Lana who has to watch and serve them!
*ponders*
Damn, now I got a new plot bunny!!
*glares at Roxy*
See what you did???
;D
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(Anonymous) 2005-09-01 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)is THAT what they're calling it nowadays??? ^_^
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Lemme think.
:thinks for 1/2 a second:
Okay! And that's saying alot because me and cleaning? We don't get along. We're not on speaking terms.
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There. Now. I want...
Oh, wait. I still owe you birthday fic. Jayzus.
*scampers*
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