a fool's musings

Fool, said my muse to me, look in thy heart and write...

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03.17.04 - 9:07 a.m. some girls are bigger than others. Another site update: Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others - Millicent finds a way to get what she wants, and what she wants is... Pansy Parkinson. With a cameo by Luna Lovegood and a title by the Smiths. Who'd have ever thought I'd manage to write a story where that title could actually *work*? Especially considering the song is so very pointless. It's funny, because at dinner on Sunday, I mentioned the song - rather, I said "Some girls" and my niece thought of that JC Chasez song "Some Girls Dance with Women," my brother thought of some fifties doowop song, and my sister-in-law, of course, thought of the Stones. Resonances. Layers. Allusions. Gotta love it. I'm hoping to have a couple more ficlet requests done today, and also I keep pushing ahead with It Had to Be You (possibly now renamed You Showed Me) and Soothe (for which I had a new cool title at 4am the other morning, but it eludes me in the light of day. Stupid brain), and maybe also Dog in the Manger. I am avoiding my remix fic. I am scared of it. ~victoria link [current mood: ] [current music: ] [random quote: ] ~*~ 03.16.04 - 9:18 a.m. yet more fic Updated the site with Stag Night, which is one of Five Ways James, Remus and Sirius Never Had Sex With Each Other. The other sections are available here: The Way It Started by Sam Vimes Sharing Secrets by Casira The Moon and Memory by Casira If It's Us by Sam Vimes Lots of good hot threesome boyporn for you. And last night I posted Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others, a short Millicent Bulstrode/Pansy Parkinson story. Um, no, I don't know either. Plus! Two more ficlets: for callmesandy: and the ladies, they rolled their eyes | Gilmore Girls | Paris. CD missing the insert but in the case. Panicked. | 504 words. for Erica: Fear, Itself | Sports Night | Natalie, hairbrush, fear. | 206 words. I am now over the hump and have fewer requests to write than I've already written. All the ficlets currently live on LJ, and you can find them via the memories, along with all the stories I wrote last time I did this. You can laugh, but I've gotten some good stories out of it, and honestly, Both Slip of the Tongue *and* Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered grew out of Laura Smith's request last time. It's also fun, when it's not driving me insane. ~victoria link [current mood: ] [current music: ] [random quote: ] ~*~ 03.12.04 - 4:00 p.m. the first rule of fundraising: you don't ask, you don't get I don't think anyone's reading this who doesn't read the LJ, but I figure I'll put this here as well. So, as some of you may know, last year at this time, my sister was diagnosed with a relapsing-remitting course of multiple sclerosis. While this is the... "easiest" course of MS to come down with, it's still a pretty craptacular disease, as anyone who knows anything about it can tell you. It still means injections (either daily or weekly) and the long-term shadow of exacerbations cropping up any time, anywhere, along with the possibility that it someday could become primary or secondary progressive. She'd hate me for doing this, btw, but I don't care. First rule of fundraising is, if you don't ask, you don't get. So, I'm asking. Shame? What's that? April 18 is the NMSS's Long Island Chapter MS Walk, and I am walking as part of my sister's team (sadly, not the Marauders as she'd originally planned to name it ;). So. If anybody wants to sponsor me and pony up some cash to help fund research into discovering causes, treatments and maybe someday, a cure, drop me a comment and then I'll email whoever is interested with my mailing address. Even if you're not interested in sending me a check (made out to the National MS Society, of course), check out your local chapter and maybe walk yourself. Look, I worked in non-profit VHAs for ten years, and I know all the crap that goes on with them, and I did work for NMSS for two years (i.e., the job that gave me an ulcer), and I can tell you that they're working hard, both to support people with MS, and toward finding treatments and cures. Research is, of course, key, and while the government is fairly generous to MS research, it's not enough. It's NEVER enough. (for any disease, but focus, 'cause I'm talking MS now.) So, like I said, I'm walking on April 18 and I'm trying to raise some money, so gimme a shout if you're interested in sponsoring me. [/end tacky begging for money fundraising message] ~victoria link [current mood: ] [current music: ] [random quote: ] ~*~ previous - next DiaryLand Disclaimer: Reading this diary is not required by law. If you do not like or agree with the contents herein, or find them to be offensive on more than one occasion, please go elsewhere and don't come back. 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