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Jul. 23rd, 2019


Welcome to my newly updated, multi-purpose post. As my personal technological skills do not lend themselves to creating some fancy LJ background, I need a picture to make me smile when I log in. The photo may change from time to time, but if you come here and find a picture of butterflies or baseball ... or even a different guy (unless he’s in character as someone else) ... it’s probably time to call the men in white coats to come rescue me from myself.
If you know me at all, you know that I am hopelessly addicted ...

First and foremost, hello and welcome to anyone stopping by, particularly if you are here for the first time. If you are new here and looking for my fan fiction, the cut at the bottom of this post will open my Master List. The stories are open to everyone, and I anticipate them remaining that way unless “upper management” starts to complain about fic ratings. (Please, if you are under the age of consent in your country of residence, wait until you are of legal age to do your reading here). That said, new friends are always welcome, so feel free to leave a comment if you want to be added.

I’m not someone who posts in my journal frequently. I would like to be, but I work full-time at a job I really enjoy (most days) and I have about an hour’s commute each way between home and office. Usually whatever may have been bugging me at 2:00 pm that I really wanted to get online and rant about is long forgotten by the time I hit the recliner with my laptop and settle in to catch up with online friends. The posts that do make it into my journal (in addition to the fan fiction) are usually public, although occasionally I will post something I prefer to be less widely circulated; in that case, those are friends-locked.

Master List )

Apr. 18th, 2011


This was only ever intended as a drabble.

Apparently I have failed at Drabbles 101 because no matter what I do, I just can't shut up before I've passed the 500 word mark. Alas, earwax. A friend on LJ requested classic Harry/Draco in the Quidditch Showers. This little smutlet pales in comparison to her phenomenal story, Conscience, but I hope it will at least make her smile (and write faster). For anyone else reading this who enjoys Harry/Draco, finish this first - tell me what you think - then go read her incredible story!

Accio Fic... )

Apr. 22nd, 2010


I am almost embarrassed to post this, because it is a LONG OVERDUE update to the one WIP I just couldn't bully myself into finishing. Part of me hopes everyone has forgotten it by now so I could pretend it never happened, because I absolutely HATE when a writer leaves me hanging with an unfinished story that has no end in sight. Another part of me hopes this bit will be good enough to earn the forgiveness of anyone who was reading it way back when. I've finally chipped through the mental block that was keeping me from finishing it, and I can now promise at least weekly installments until it is done.

Story Summary: The trio are forced to deal with repressed sexual attraction that begins to surface under the unlikeliest of circumstances.

For anyone newly reading this, or any returning reader who needs a refresher, the original story - TEN WEEKS - is here and the first chapter of SECOND TRIMESTER (which is a sequel to TEN WEEKS) is here. ENJOY!

But if you're ready to move forward, then Read Chapter Eight here . . . )

Feb. 16th, 2010


I was browsing through some of the photos I have stored on my computer a few days ago when I happened upon a fairly recent shot of Dan that sent my mind reeling as naughty images started to play out in my head. So of course, I had to write it.

I'm going to say it's a Harry/Ginny fic, written from her POV. And I shouldn't even have to mention that it is NC17 rated, should I?

I hope Dan won't mind that I used him as my model for Harry, and I hope that Harry won't mind that I used him as an outlet for fantasizing about Dan. *looks guilty*

I'm hoping JKR won't mind too terribly since everyone knows by now that these characters belong to her. And I'm actually fairly certain the photographer would mind, but maybe he either won't know or will be appeased if someone sees this picture and buys his book as a result (if anyone needs a link, let me know ... I hesitate to post it here because I don't want to call any unnecessary attention to my possibly inappropriate use of the photo).

If you click, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed imagining it.

Click to read... )

Dec. 25th, 2009


Title: Accident In The Potions Lab
Pairing: Harry/Draco

Written for [info]emzlovesharry in the 2009 [info]hp_yule_balls Christmas exchange.

Accident In The Potions Lab )

Sep. 8th, 2009


Written for the challenge "Sometimes there is only one way to cure a curse" in LJ's hprwfqf community, I give you "Straight from the Source".

Read the story here )

Jun. 8th, 2009


A friend of mine (she knows who she is) recently made a comment that planted an image in my head that just would not go away. The image turned into a plot bunny that hopped up and down incessantly until I finally gave in and wrote it. It intended as a Harry/Ginny ficlet (although Ginny’s name is never specifically mentioned) that involves Muggle porn and toys.

Read the story here . . . )

Mar. 7th, 2009


Back in January, I wrote a fic for 8th Weasley at The Quidditch Pitch's Secret Elf Exchange. It was a "pairing" I've never attempted, so I was a little worried if I was up to the task. I intended to post it here at the time, but realized this morning that I never did. It's actually a trio fic, but not my trio of choice ... it's Ron/Hermione/Pansy!

If that revelation hasn't scared you away, read the story here. )

Mar. 6th, 2009


Just a short little Harry/Ginny interlude for your reading enjoyment.

Read the story here... )

Mar. 3rd, 2009


A friend of mine recently challenged me to write a song fic ... which is something that generally does NOT appeal to me. But she said I didn't have to incorporate the song into the fic, just use it for inspiration and write something that seemed to fit the circumstances of the song.

This morning on the way to work, one of my favorite songs came on the radio, and suddenly I was inspired!

Just to be absolutely clear, what I've written is pure fiction. I wanted to emphasize that fact because it is written in first person, and because the only familiar character will be Harry (because he is always going to be my leading man), but there is no mention of him being a wizard and the two other male characters mentioned are not from Potter.

Read the story here... )

Jan. 3rd, 2009


Summary: Harry and Ron are attracted to one another, but it takes a little unexpected help from the twins to finally push them together. (WARNING: This fic does contain a bit of twincest).

On a special note, this fic was written for the lovely "hpuckle" (lj) for the 2008 HP Yule Balls exchange at LJ. I did my best to incorporate as many of the requested items as I possibly could. Many thanks to my friends, Stefanie, Louise and Sheree for beta assistance, helpful comments and general moral support! This year was my first as a fest participant, and I was in two. I hope I did them justice!

Read Does This Mean You Fancy Blokes Here )

Dec. 28th, 2008


Summary: A party at Harry's house is spiced up by one of Seamus' games and leads to some unexpected (but not unwelcome) results.

On a special note, this fic was written for the lovely "itsbeenvery" (LJ) for the 2008 Bestmates Xmas exchange at LiveJournal. I did my best to incorporate as many of the requested items as I possibly could. Many thanks to my friends, Stefanie, Louise and Sheree for beta assistance, helpful comments and general moral support! This year was my first as a fest participant, and I hope I did them justice!

Read The Game Here )

Dec. 11th, 2008


Who knew writing a trio drabble could be so difficult? I mean really ... you don't have to have a "story" ... it's just a moment in time ... a taste of porn with no need for plot. Well, if the drabble rule is 500 words or less, just shoot me now. I'm about 100 over, but here's for you [info]queenb23more, who requested smutty trio with "tinsel" as the prompt. I hope you like it!

Happy Christmas )

Oct. 12th, 2008


Story Summary: I get to watch her sleep, and then tease her awake slowly.

Read Waking here . . . )

Jun. 27th, 2008


Well, London is safe for the moment from the impending invasion of two American women running loose in the City!

After much agonizing thought, rosepddle and I have postponed our plans to go to London in August.

Ultimately, the decision was financial ... airfares are just so outrageous right now for internatonal travel. rosepddle just didn't feel comfortable with ticket prices over $1,000, and I would have really been stretching my budget more than common sense tells me I should. I do, at least, have the advantage of a two-income household, but with that comes with the disadvantage of someone to rant over how much money I'm spending on the trip, and rosepddle is lucky enough not to have to deal with that. (Not quite sure which of us is really better off).

In some ways, I'm really upset that we're waiting until next year ... not the least of which is that I really loved London last year and would happily go back there and just stay permanently. But also because I was really looking foward to seeing nick730 and Janet. We'd made plans to see Avenue Q with nick730, and maybe do some other things with him, and at the very least, to have dinner with Janet somewhere. Now, depending on when we do go (our new dates are still undecided), Avenue Q, may have already ended, and even if it's still going, there could be cast changes and I was really hoping to see Daniel Boys as Princeton/Rod. Maybe we'll get lucky and that will still be an option ... I'm sure nick730 would like that as well!

In other ways, I'm okay with waiting ... I had been genuinely concerned that our choice of dates might mean my favorite Brit (is there anyone who can't guess who that is?) could have already come to the States to settle in before starting his winter job. I was also very worried that a cancellation now might piss off the owner of the B&B where we've planned to stay, and that she wouldn't want to make a reservation for us next year, but I've contacted her and she was quite good about it, so no more worries there. Waiting means more time to save up for the trip, so more options to do/see more things while we're there. And while this may be a mixed blessing, it means I can now schedule to go to a job-related conference that I'd originally decided to skip because I'd have to leave home for that just two days after getting home from London. The conference itself isn't so fascinating that I was disappointed in not going, but going earns points that I need to maintain a certification that is a requirement in my line of work, and while there are other means for earning the required points, summer conference is the quick and easy way to get a bunch of them out of the way.

I'm hoping to reschedule for the earlier half of the year (well, no earlier than March), but since we are waiting, I'll be definitely taking the filming schedule for Deathly Hallows into account. I want to have the best chance of my Brit being in town. No guarantees I'll see him anywhere of course, but it's a fair certainty I won't run into him if he's out of the country.

And at least I do have Equus to tide me over. (I require a Brit-fix every so often to keep me sane). I'll be seeing it in September with rosepddle and a few more times at the end of the run with Vicki and Dee. And nick730 is a real sweetheart and keeps me in DVD's of Brit TV for the in between times.

Jun. 23rd, 2008


Well, the big event is finally behind us now. My son got married this weekend!

I took Thursday afternoon and Friday off work to run all the errands necessary for events on Friday evening and Saturday. I drove 45 miles to pick up tuxedos (our town isn’t big enough to even have a shop that rents tuxes) and to visit the party store to get things like table cloths, clear serving plates, etc. (we don’t have a party store in my town either).

The rehearsal was Friday night, and while the girl who was asked to direct the wedding is a real sweetheart (recent bride to one of my son’s best friends), she didn’t appear to have the slightest clue what she was doing, and the best way I know to describe the actual rehearsal is, in the words my hubby whispered to me at one point, a "complete cluster fuck." The only saving grace I can see is that everyone who was in the wedding (except for the flower girl, the ring bearer and the junior groomsman) had been in weddings before, so they at least already had a decent idea of what they were expected to do.

Hubby and I hosted a dinner in the church fellowship hall after the rehearsal, and I think that went very well. Our caterer provided the typical southern buffet-style menu (BBQ pork, fried chicken, potato salad, cole slaw and hush puppies) and I’d made a huge pot of string beans based on a last minute request from my son, then my mother, mother-in-law and I made all the desserts.

We had ENTIRELY too much food, and I’m confident that if spoilage wouldn’t be a problem, hubby and I could eat leftover BBQ and fried chicken for the next two weeks at every meal, including breakfast ... and that is AFTER giving away as much as we could convince people to take home with them! It took me until nearly 1:00 am to get all the food into the refrigerator when we got home after the rehearsal, and I spent most of last night packing food into containers for the freezer for meals later (everyone “tells” me BBQ and fried chicken freeze well, but frankly, I have my doubts).

Anyway, back to the wedding itself.

We got up Saturday morning to horrendous thunder, sharp lightning and pouring rain ... the sort of rain you see in films ... like that Morgan Freeman movie called Hard Rain . It continued that way until well after noon, which was when we all had to be at the church for the pictures that they could take before the ceremony started (all the ones that didn't involve the bride and groom at the same time). Because of the weather, instead of dressing at home, most of us took our clothes with us in plastic bags to dress at the church. This wouldn't have been so bad ... the building itself is huge, but it turns out the only large spaces are the sanctuary and fellowship hall. All the Sunday school rooms, which were the spaces where we could get ready, were fairly small and cramped, so we kept tripping over other people.

The photographer was really nice (and cute, too) and spent a lot of time making sure everything was "just right" before he'd take each picture. (On an interesting side note, his last name was he HAS to be good, right?)

The only thing I thought was odd about the whole picture taking thing was that on some of the famly shots, he had us standing midway the aisle instead of at the front of the church. I'll be interested to see how these turn out.

Anyway, at some point while we were doing all this, the rain finally stopped and the sun came out. (God DOES answer prayers!).

Guests were starting to congregate outside the front doors just before the last of the pictures were done, so all of us were hustled into the two little side rooms off the main entry into the sanctuary to wait for time to go in. Once the time came, the girl who was directing the wedding handed my son-in-law a long gold candlelighter (the one the acolytes use to light the candles at the front of the church for services) and "reminded" him that when he escorted me in, he needed to take me up to the front so I could light one side of the unity candle. Of course, she'd neglected to mention that at the actual rehearsal and we hadn't practiced it at all, but thankfully it went okay ... for me at least.

The bride's mom wasn't as lucky. She couldn't get the unity candle to light on her first attempt, then the flame on the gold candlelighter went out. Fortunately the usher who escorted her was a smoker and he had a regular lighter in his pocket, so they were able to relight it ... but it kept going out. After about the fifth time of relighting the gold candlelighter, she finally got her side of the unity candle lit and was able to go to her seat.

I think the guests enjoyed the humor in the situation, but I know she was mortified!

After that, the wedding party marched in, followed by a man in authentic Scottish attire playing the wedding march on bagpipes (one of the bride's surprises for the groom because my son is a firefighter) and then the bride was escorted down the aisle by her dad and the ceremony began. Everything went beautifully after that.

Of course, when the wedding ceremony was over, we had to do all the pictures with bride and groom together, but guests were able to go on to the fellowship hall and could eat and drink while they waited.

There was another surprise for my son at the reception. Although there was the traditional style of wedding cake with the customary floral cake topper, there was also a simple, round groom's cake ... white icing decorated with a maltese cross drawn in red and at its center was a figurine of a bride dragging her groom by the collar, and he was dressed in full firefighter turnout gear.

There should have been two more surprises for my son at the end when they were leaving the church, but only one was actually a surprise. The bride's garter was red (instead of the more traditional light blue or white) and it had a maltese cross charm on it.

Then the big surprise ... which ended up not actually being a surprise ... was that I'd gotten one of our city fire trucks for their departure. I suppose it was still a surprise to him when the assistant chief asked him at the station on Friday what time they needed to have it at the church, but up until then, he didn't know about it.

I do think my son was a little disappointed that the groom’s side of the church wasn’t as full during the ceremony as the bride’s side. I know a few of the guests who were coming from long distances didn’t come because of the weather, and a good many of the guests had connections to both sides of the family (for example, my hubby’s first cousin is the bride’s mom’s best friend) and those all seemed to have been seated on the bride’s side. But I think really the biggest reason was the wording on the invitations. I can’t speak for other parts of the world, but most - if not all - of the wedding invitations I’ve ever seen have the names of both the bride’s parents and the groom’s parents included.

Some are worded so it appears the invitation is coming from both sides of the wedding party (Mr. & Mrs. John Doe and Mr. & Mrs. Tom Smith proudly request the honor of your presence in celebrating the marriage of their children ...) and some tend to adhere to the tradition that the bride’s parents are doing the inviting, since they generally are paying for more of that day’s events (Mr. & Mrs. John Doe request the honor of your presence in celebrating the marriage of their daughter, Sally Sue to Billy Bob Smith, son of Mr. & Mrs. Tom Smith)

...Err, it’s okay to laugh at my fictitious names...

But the ones in this case only had the bit about “Mr. & Mrs. John Doe inviting you to the marriage of their daughter, Sally Sue to Billy Bob Smith” ... and then it went on to list date, time and place. Hubby and I were not mentioned anywhere at all, and I am really concerned that many of the guests invited for our side, particularly some of the elderly aunts and uncles, may not have realized whose wedding they’d been invited to on the strength of our son’s name alone. He is generally known by a nickname abbreviated from his middle name. We had a few people call us to ask if that was our son, just by having made the connection from the last name, but I expect many more just didn’t bother and tossed the invitation in the trash. Oh well ... too late to worry about it now.

At least now life can settle back down to its usual level of chaos. My apologies to anyone whose emails or messages I've ignored for the past week or two. I promise to catch up soon!

Jun. 20th, 2008


Hugs again to my dear friend, rosepddle, who continues to feed my Harry Potter addiction. There was a surprise again today in my mail to add to my ever-growing collection of Harry Potter items. A sweet surprise indeed, but I won't be eating these.

I how have Jelly Slugs

and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans

Jun. 12th, 2008


Hi everyone!

I was going to do a voice post to let you all know I survived my eye surgery, but I can't remember my stupid PIN to access the system, so I figured typing one short message wouldn't kill me if I kept the right eye closed while I do it ... hence, overlook any possible typos.

The surgery went very well according the doctor, but he was running WAY behind schedule and we had to wait nearly 2 hours for him to start. The procedure itself took less than 10 minutes.

I'm home now, on medication to make me sleep and I'm instructed to wear dark glasses anytime I'm awake for the 1st 24 hours whether indoors or outdoors, but he prefers I mostly sleep, so I'll eat supper and take another of the make-me-sleepy pills and hopefully call it a night even though it's still early for bedtime.

I have to go back in the morning at 8:15 for him to be sure the little flap cut on the surface of my eye is still in its proper place, and I expect I'll have to go back in a week or so for a vision test, but otherwise all is well.

I probably won't be online much if any at all this weekend, but I wanted to let everyone know I'm okay and will talk to you all soon.

Thanks to all of you who've emailed me your good wishes. It means alot!

Jun. 9th, 2008


Well, I apparently just can't help myself. I wish I knew how to embed an audio clip (and knew where to find the clip) because this would be a very appropriate post to have Shania Twain's song Love Gets Me Every Time playing in the background because the line that says "I guess I gol' darn gone and done it" certainly fits me today.

Done what you ask? I bet at least a couple of you know without me saying (nick730, rosepddle ... you know I'm talking about you).

I've ordered more Equus tickets!!! That means I get to see this again ...

First rosepddle and I ordered tickets for the first preview night ... we're going on September 5th. We have Center Orchestra, Row O.

Then I ordered tickets for the January 31st show, Center Orchestra, Row B to go with Vicki, Dee and Dave.

And now, I've added tickets for ...
February 1st, Left Mezzanine, Row A
February 4th (matinee), Left Mezzanine, Row A
February 4th (evening show), Left Mezzanine, Row B

That's five times in all (and I saw it four times in London).

Seriously though ... unless they actually DO extend sales through to the originally announced ending date of February 8th, OR unless they open up stage seating ... this is all I plan to buy. That's not to say I don't WANT to go more than that, but I think I'm already pushing the limit on what I can afford to do without my family having me committed for psychiatric evaluation.

Jun. 2nd, 2008


Just when you think you've seen it all, someone comes along and does something to surprise you.

I was leaving home after lunch to come back to work today (loud groan fits here nicely) and stopped at the traffic light nearest my house to wait for the light to turn green. A man driving what appeared to be a fairly new model Harley Davidson motorcycle passed by, and surprisingly the motorcycle had a rather old model sidecar attached. Apart from the fact that most Harley owners don't seem the sort to want sidecars attached to their bikes, it seems even more unlikely they'd tolerate an old one - and in this case, one that appeared rather beat up.

But the truly amazing part was the passenger ... there was a Golden Retriever sitting in the side car! Much to my relief, the dog was wearing some sort of harness to prevent him from jumping out, and he even had on a helmet. His long ears were just flapping in the wind as they rode. The dog looked perfectly at home riding down the highway in a motorcycle sidecar, as if this was something he'd done every day of his life.

I wish I'd had my camera in the car, but I probably still wouldn't have been quick enough to get a shot of it.

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