To the gorgeous author who made me totally fall in love with her Nicky, her Lex, and her Clark, who writes a Lex first person POV I think is perfect, and who makes me smile schmoopily every time she posts....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY dammitcarl!!!!!!!!

*hugs* Many, many happy returns!

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*hugs hugs hugs* to thete1. I hope you feel better soon. *more hugs*

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New Years Resolutions: I do not make them. Setting myself up for failure is NOT something I enjoy so much that I'll actively seek it. So in RL, no way in hell, except I will eat more chocolate and variate coffee with blackberry tea more to keep my caffeine levels below lethal.

But fannish? Hmm.

I an thinking, though, especially after the meme yesterday on what I've done in the year, especially risk-wise. There really hasn't been enough of it, actually. I get rutted so easily, and since SV is still addicting me (this still surprises me)....

Fannish Resolutions:

1.) As a writer, I'll take at least three very stupid risks, either in narrative structure, style, plotline, etc over the next year. Really stupid. The kind of thing that gets you laughed off posting boards and mailing lists.

2.) I will write a pairing I loathe with all my being. And I will do it sympathetically and perhaps with a happy ending. Or at least, with some kind of ending that doesn't make me wonder why they're not hanging themselves from the ceiling by the time the story is over.

3.) I will answer feedback in a timely fashion. Timely meaning, sometime in the same week someone sends it. I actually can do this. I CAN.

4.) If I see a story I like, I will feedback it. Even if I only have time for one line, I will SEND FEEDBACK.

5.) I will finish Human!Clark if it requires prying the words from my slowly cooling, dying brain, because this is Discipline and is good for me, like asparagus, plus, I get to write lots of sex and with any kinds of luck, someone will eventually get violent. What more could a girl ask for?

6.) I will take three random challenges for fic and actually finish them, not bewail because I think I can't do it. So there, lazy-girl.

Right. I'm done.

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Now to keep number five accurate.

Again, earlier parts can be found at Somewhere I Have Never Travelled.

( Human!Clark, Part 11 )
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Happy New Year's Eve! We have a marvelous array of alcohol in the house. This pleases me except for the implication that many people will be here to drink it.

I need to find a nice dress to wear. Why jeans aren't acceptable, I cannot imagine. *sighs*

*edited to correct link

I am completely unashamed of being a schmoopy romantic. My shamelessness is legion.

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( Human!Clark, Part 9 )
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Recs a little later. I avoided Social Obligations today. This pleases me NO end. Yippee for severe allergies! I will never complain about my nose bleeding again.

Okay, that's a lie, I will, but remind me when I do of this day. *grins*

Per usual. *grins* I'm cooking again for a thing today. Many toddlers, one of me. This shall be terrifying.

I'm hiding until everyone arrives. I am a SPINELESS lemming who says sure when people say, well, we have kids.

Gah.

Anyway. For those interested, more ficness. Because character consistency and development? Bah.

*grins* Oh yeah, I'm in a perky mood. It's called outright panic.

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( Human!Clark, Part 7 )
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Yes, I'm still having fun. *g* And all mistakes in medical terminology and procedure are my own. I just tried to remember my last doctor's appointment eons ago to remember how it goes.

*off to hide*

Well.

Family Thing went well. Much food. Had headache, so was taken home early. Wanted sinus allergy medicine muchly.

Locked OUT of house. Pried off screen and climbed through laundry room window. Broke fingernail, hurt wrist, scratched boots. For revenge, turned on all Christmas lights, took medicine, made Graham Cracker Chocolate Marshmellow Bars.

Got up early for presents stuff. Much opened. Paper like drifts of snow to get lost in. Lost niece it in briefly. Found beneath Hot Topic box playing with ribbon. Cute. Now own one DVD player amongst other sundry. Coffee-cup covered pajamas. Shocking thing. Sister gave a small suit of armor. She is SO cool. It's by my TV.

Okay, that's the recap. *g* I go nonverbal when I'm still expressing shock. Unfortunately, said DVD is incompatiable with my TV. I'm thinking of buying a new TV now. Hey, they're on sale! Unless I can find my bear. At which time all bets are off. I am destined for that bear.

And Christmas Dinner is being cooked. The smell of cooking ham floats in the air. Everywhere you go. No matter where. Kind of cool when you're hungry. Not so cool when you're in teh bathroom. There's just something wrong with smelling ham while engaged in other sorts of activities.

Right. On with it.

Okay, I finished up answering the cmoments I was going to do last night before Beth scared me badly and my fingers went numb from tape exposure, so I'm going to try and do the rest as soon as I can. But really, thanks for the comments.

And thanks to ranaeros and linabean for title suggestions and the reasons behind those choices.

The title is Somewhere I Have Never Travelled.

*hugs to everyone* You are totally enabling my addiction here. Just so you know.

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( Human!Clark, Part 5 )
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Merry Christmas or whatever holiday/season you celebrate.

Okay, everyone knows when this happens. You get this idea and you just can't stop. So in between dinner, brownies, wrapping presents, and turning on all the Christmas lights (yes, the fuses still work), more.

I'm in such a good mood. And this could so be getting too silly. And I honest to God don't care.

I am wearing a santa hat. The merriness continues so very, very merrily. With bells.

And, um, teddy bears.

( Human!Clark, Part 3 )

*wanders off to make more cookies*

Long day at family gathering. Shall not discuss, because I vented already to poor Beth, who doubtless doesn't want to read the text version.

Suffice to say--not bad, kinda strange, and being told yet again that I need to gain weight didn't exactly thrill me. But the food was amazingly good, including Seven Layer Dip, and there was tiny cheescakes and a strange kind of cream pie involved flavored with vodka and hazelnuts in the crust. I am so getting that recipe. Also? Got another collectable teapot. And I will never admit I collect them. Ever. Even though I have six now.

Two more family parties of joy to attend at minimum, one on Christmas Eve, one next Sunday. Oh goodie. More baking in my future. The kitchen is the scariest place on earth. More shopping. I may get to actually answer EMAIL one day soon.

rivkat -- got your beta. I'm sorry I haven't answered yet. I started a Very Long Reply with some questions involved. It's in my drafts folder, as the Christmas Spirit kidnapped me before I could finish with the entire ending situation. I'm highly appreciative and thrilled about the entire destruction of italics. Did you happen to count how many words I italicize per page? I did. That is the scariest number. They breed, I tell you. BREED. Thank you so much. Expect email before the Second Coming. Really.

Rana -- your beta is almost done. See above, Christmas Spirit, cookies, Second Coming, you know. Ignore italics portion. That's just scary. *g*

LM community members -- I posted a snippet. And a convo. So did Andy. We really need a timeline me thinks.

Anyone else--I swear I will answer things Very Damn Soon. I swear. I really, really do.

And believe it or not, this is STILL my favorite season. I was singing "Oh Come All Ye Faithful" today at random. Quite the spookiness, as I have no singing voice worth listening to. Coyotes have been known to howl when I try for high notes. My Christianity shows itself at the strangest times. And for amusement factor, Child came home from the last day of classes worried because Some Other Child told him that his mother said the Harry Potter books were the work of the devil.

I'm trying to think of something witty to teach him to use next time this comes up. You know, I saw this on TV, but I honestly had no idea people said things like that outside talk shows. I mean, REALLY.

*sighs*

Usual MO in place, for those who follow my pattern of posting, which would be just me, but it's amusing. I'm tense, I write. This sucker was written during a cookie experiment that went very, very wrong. I refuse to say anything but this--always make sure that you actually programmed the oven correctly and no one hit the button labeled Broil HI.

Keep that in mind.

Um. *thinks* RivkaT and her recent story Yellow made me mull on Kryptonite again, and being reminded of the Superman movies set in it place harder. So.

Hmm.

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( i really have no idea what to call it )

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I shall do three things.

One, sleep more than six hours. No wait. I have to be up in three. Please God, let this sleeping pill kick in.

Two, remember I have a diaryland diary that loves and misses me.

Three--um. I'll think about it later.

*hugs to everyone* I am testing the recipes people sent me later today. I am REALLY looking forward to this. Thank you.

Okay, so LJ finally did the email notifications of almost a WEEK'S worth of LJ posts to here. *blinks* That was VERY scary. *kicks* And yaac won't let me answer comments yet! *grrr* Will try again in a bit.

So, one more snugglefic challenge and then I shall turn my attention to--er, angst? Pain? Misery? Clark/Lana?

Wow, a pairing that combines them all....

Bad jenn.

But okay.

For Jack, very belated birthday gift or early Christmas present.

( calm in the house )

First....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SLODWICK!

*hugs*

Story soon, I swear. I got muchly distracted and gripey. *hugs hugs hugs* Many happy returns. Many MANY.

Lalala.

Wow, LJ two days in a row. Who would have thought?

koimistress has joined us in LJ land! You might know her from her brilliant and infamous Clark/Lex futurefic Mercy posted this summer, and her equally excellent and funny A Nice, Friendly Game (both posted to Level Three). I know her because I stalk her as much as possible.

Let us restore the zen. Sort of.

Recs:

Perpetual Slumber Party by Tara LJC. Who rocks, btw. A wonderful episode extension of the Chloe and Lana scenes in Dychotic, making it make SENSE, which Tara does beautifully. She also manages a seriously kick-ass Lana, both sympathetic and interesting. That alone deserves some serious quality time of happiness. *nod*

Cold Blooded Fish by Isilya. Ooh. Hee. IN which she takes one throw away line from the show and crafts a CREEPY story around it. Lionel is--well, you'll see. Read now.

Spin Cycle by Isilya. It's a sweet bit of a ficlet. Clark. Memory. Comfort. Takeover of the warm spot. Hee!

Choose Your Own Adventure by Jessica. Clubfic, but not quite like it. Second person POV, which works. Jessica, who has to be so damn different and do it with style. Fun, fasciating, and totally hot. CLex. I loved it.

My Baby</> by Illuferret. Oh damn. No spoilers on this one. Just read it tabula rasa. Trust me on this one.

L'amour au premier regard by illuferret. And lo, pain. And wistfulness. And kinda creepy. And still wistful. *sighs*

Ahh, that's zen-restoring. *g*

Made pic for [Bad username or site: =isilya @ livejournal.com]. When I'm in a bad mood, it's either write or Adobe. I couldn't concentrate enough yesterday to write, so Adobe and I bonded.

( pic )

And for the really, really bored or those needing distraction--this is unbeta'ed and not quite right yet, but those who seem to be following the Two Paths series might get a kick out of it. Isilya's been very gracious and agreed to work on a few more Clark POV stories for it, so this one comes right after the last one she posted to SSA and Level Three.

( no step had trodden black )

And....

*thinks*

I really do love the lj tags thing a LOT.

Now, must find caffeine. Lots of it.

buggery, is this a call for war? *g*

( sticks out tongue )

I got a weird flash on this one. I need happy futurefic. I can only re-read Livia's Demarcation so many times before I start thinking serious thoughts of stalking her for more.

( Something Like Forgetting cont. )

Okies.

Distant-future sequel to "Only Sometimes", which I use when I read really depressing futurefic. We need happyfic, dammit! Anyway, this is specifically for Beth, who I depressed immensely with this concept. Alexa is really hers, I'm only borrowing her.
Anyway. Here. And look, comments! You can tell me I'm a hopeless romantic!

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( Something )