The Bandwagon calleth

Well, I couldn't say no any longer. I had to get an LJ. I'm really only doing this because everyone else in the slash community has one, and I would get too confused if I got any more blogger blogs. We'll see how this goes. I haven't done a STITCH of work on Belong XIII yet. Not an inch of it. I was imagining the epilogue though. My forecast: angst. Heh. That's not saying much, is it.

Page changes, not much writing

Well, I wrote about 2 pages of a parody fic when my computer crashed and I lost it. I'm having some OS issues...I think there's a conflict between my Sympatico access manager (my dsl software) and OS 9.2. That's my guess. But honestly, I don't really believe it. I know my friend J. is running 9.1 and Sympatico and gets crashes too. Well, it's not crashes, it's an error on start up. It's a serious pain in the ass. Oh well, it was just a silly parody anyway. :)
I added some mouseovers to my navigation links because, well, I did up Kick Flaw's site and I was jealous of her mouseovers. And I added a shipper banner on the favourites page, because the Rhyssen buttons are ugly as sin. I'm working on a series of them, and I'll probably make a page of them for others to snag. Feel free to snag the one up there, if you like. Just let me know if you wouldn't mind, either in my guestbook or email me and let me know where it is. :) Perhaps then I will start linking to everyone. It's good to find out where the shippers are. And. I know tonight I'm going to start in on Belong XIII. And for once I know pretty much exactly what's going to happen. How odd. More soon...

Oy!

Still playing with the LJ thing. Interesting. Well, i guess I'll be updating the slash stuff a bit more than I have been....in the meantime, don't hesitate to take the Ivy Blossom Fanfic test. I do so enjoy it.

Parody

I'm sort of half writing a parody fic, because I read a very very funny plebe fic at ff.net with this same general plot. Only it was worse. In my parody....everything goes wrong, a lot, and the only answer, ever, is for Harry and Draco to copulate like bunnies. Snippet:

"Now." Dumbledore began. "It has come to my attention that the world is out of alignment. If we don't take action immediately, the entire planet will fall into the sun. Do you understand?"

Draco and Harry stared at him. They had been pulled out of Potions class, and had run, forthwith, behind Professor McGonagall all the way to Dumbledore's office, where she whispered the password ("Edible panties") and shoved them inside. Dumbledore, munching on a chocolate, indicated that they should sit. Since Draco had nudged Harry's elbow just as he was adding the partridge blood to the essence of pear tree a mere twenty minutes prior, Harry was certainly in no mood to share much of anything with Draco, least of all the last few moments of his life.

They blinked at him. "Apocalpse." Dumbledore continued. "The world is about to end. Perhaps it's for the best, but I can't help but feel sentimental. And while feeling sentimental, I realized that there is in fact one way to stop it from happening." He tugged thoughtfully at his beard. Harry and Draco blinked again. "There is something that will re-align the world and save us from a fiery death, though I know it will not be easy." Dumbledore reached into a jar and pulled out a candy, which he popped into his mouth.

Harry and Draco went on blinking. "Yes, there's just one way. Boys, the two of you must have sex."

Harry and Draco both moved to rub their ears. "What?" They said at the same time.

"Yes, you heard me. You two must engage in lewd acts with each other, or else we will all die. I've arranged for the astronomy tower to be equipped with a bed. I even put some satin sheets on it myself."

It's only sad because it's true. Onward and upward.

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Getting ready to write Belong XIII. Miss Breed is horrified that I haven't touched it yet. Yeah, I know. Heee. Bad. Once I mapped out the whole endgame I kind of lost my own curiosity about what was going to happen. But I was just talking about it with her, and now I'm kind of feeling it again. I know how most of it is going to end up, and I'll give you the quotation that will inform the epilogue as the teaser of the moment:

Behold, those desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part thou shalt make me know wisdom. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me hear joy and gladness, that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice. Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, and revive a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy spirit from me.
—Psalm 51

Ominous, eh? Good love angst.