in limbo (and can't make it under the stick...)

First, I want to say a belated (and sheepish) thank you to those who've commented recently and I haven't replied. Thank you for your friendship and support and please excuse my horrendous bad manners - it's just that my last few posts have generally been done in a 'fuzzy end of the lollipop' frame of mind and I've not been fit for company afterwards. Then when my moods been a bit brighter I've been so embarassed about them I haven't known what to say.
So sorry. Thanks, and sorry - I shall try to be a better lj friend from now on.

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Second - a major, MAJOR thank you to any and all who voted for me on the Numb3rs Awards!! I am so pleased to win and so happy to share the tie with the brilliant irena_adler - if you can tell a fic by the company it keeps then I'm a very lucky (and blushing) author.
And HUGE cudos and thanks to munchkinofdoom and angeliksmall for the wonderful winners buttons!! Ta guys, they shall be treasured. 


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I am doing some more writing. Not my Big Bang fic *hollow laugh* and, yeah - that baby's definitely not going to be finished in time, but at least I AM writing.
At the moment it's either more depressing poetry and prose or very dark, depressing, twisted fanfic or... or very stupid and silly crack!fic based on sci-fi B movies. I think my brain's bi-polar, or I'm possibly developing split personality. Oh well; another person in my head would be company I suppose. I just hope they clean up after themselves...

See - this is why lj isn't good for me...

So – this piece has been languishing around for a while, but I’ve just been chatting to fredbassett and she inspired me to finish it. It’s a complete piece of crack!fic and was kinda inspired by the phrase, or variants of, that so many (including myself) use to sign off their fics sometimes – ‘I’m going to hell for this’

 

Sweeties, you don’t know how wrong you are.

 

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I’m wondering whether to post this somewhere, but where would it go? Who would be crazy enough to take it? And would that site’s readers hunt me down en mass to fit me for a long-sleeved white jacket and a padded cell for one? Or would they be more likely to tar, feather and bludgeon me to death whilst screaming as a chorus “We don’t accept you! No more shite! gooble gobble!” like some Bizarro fandom version of ‘Freaks’?

 

Find out in next weeks exciting new episode….

 

( I'm going to duck next time I go past a church... )