So I decided to volunteer for
gulf_aid_now. Charity! If you're reading this, you probably know my fandoms, so... pick something. If you're really that set on seeing Cara, Kahlan, and two Agiels, now would be the time. Just don't be creepy and ask for, like, Bruce/Jason or Darken Rahl raping Cara, because it's for charity. I don't want to write rape for charity. That's pretty much the point where you're living in a Tarantino movie, ain't it? I set the starting bid at three bucks for five hundred words, but knowing me, the finished fic will probably be more than that, depending on the prompt. Look, you can't just say Cara and Dahlia have become Kahlan 'Lady Rahl' Amnell's willing sex slaves, you have to set it up first! There needs to be backstory! We need to know Jennsen's thoughts on the matter!
Also, I got nominated for the World's Finest Awards for Duality, that old Batman/Superman story I never could quite finish. It's getting a lot of attention lately... wonder if anyone would care if I finished it? I mean, I'd like to get the Cara story finished up and maybe write some Rizzoli & Isles fic (crossover with Women's Murder Club. Threesome fic. It needs to happen!), but maybe the old muse still has some juice left for that. I mean, nothing much happens according to the plot outline. Bitter enemies forced to work together, undying confessions of love, the apocalypse... you know, same old, same old.

Sorry, ladies, still not as gay as last night's Rizzoli & Isles.
Also, I got nominated for the World's Finest Awards for Duality, that old Batman/Superman story I never could quite finish. It's getting a lot of attention lately... wonder if anyone would care if I finished it? I mean, I'd like to get the Cara story finished up and maybe write some Rizzoli & Isles fic (crossover with Women's Murder Club. Threesome fic. It needs to happen!), but maybe the old muse still has some juice left for that. I mean, nothing much happens according to the plot outline. Bitter enemies forced to work together, undying confessions of love, the apocalypse... you know, same old, same old.

Sorry, ladies, still not as gay as last night's Rizzoli & Isles.