Help!

[roxy]

Stuck. Blocked. Zippo.Nada,nothing,blank, zilch.

*Stares into void where story used to be*

Damn.OK, move along nothing to see here, unless the sight of a portly middle-aged woman screaming and rending her garments is your idea of a good time. Well, heh, it is kind of funny actually...the rending part was a little tough, cotton tears a lot easier on TV then in real life(take note, you guys who have your boys ripping each others clothes off.Eeep! makes note to use in fic...some fucking day)

Sooo, how was your day? Funny stories? I've got one...no, wait--I tell a lie....NOTHING'S funny today!
Schpiiiit-tooiie!

Oh well.
Portly...*snicker*

Comments

[katholicgrrl.livejournal.com]

Well,if you've got nothing better to do, maybe you'll find something here that will amuse:

http://www.infopt.demon.co.uk/gayhist.htm#erotica

Aleister Crowley was a nasty sod, but the article about him quotes a poem of his that I thought could have been written about William! Tee hee!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I'll check it out after work! *hugs* You always send something interesting!

[katholicgrrl.livejournal.com]

Aaakk! Must always try to remenmber to check dates first!

Aleister Crowley was five years old when William was turned! (of course with some of the weird Magick he got up to, there could have been time travel...) so William wouldn't have met him at a party. But Spike could have.

Isn't this lovely:

Boy of red lips, pale face, and golden hair,
Of dreamy eyes of love, and finger-tips
Rosy with youth, too fervid and too fair,
Boy of red lips.
How the fond ruby rapier glides and slips
'Twixt the white hills thou spreadest for me there;
How my red mouth immortal honey sips
From thy ripe kisses, and sucks nectar rare
When each the shrine of God Priapus clips
In hot mouth passionate more than man may bear,
Boy of red lips!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*goggle* my stars...that's pretty.I think you really need to write that--with your newly discovered porny skillz and all.Ahem.*waits*