She carves deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind!

[klena]

I have just spent a hour and a half out in the patchy sunshine writing the second pairing for kabeyk's ficlet. Gods help me, I like the Peter I wrote. And I have come to the conclusion that Sirius is a rambler. A very long rambler who takes fucking AGES to get to the point. He also the pride of place of being the first character I've ever written for who makes very sexually-explicit. He also sort of broke my heart. And he's going to break it more - I know this.

I wonder if I'll get everything done?

I'm having such problems writing kissing. Does anyone have any recs they could spam me with? First kisses - any fandom. I'm drawing a blank. *le sigh*

I do, however, like where kabeyk's fic is going. It's written unlike anything I've ever done in that there is a separation - but I'm going on.

Hey, where is everybody?

[Edit] I was just talking to dad about this song and dancing to it with very '60's liquid arms as he played it and he turned and laughed, "it's like the past 40 years haven't happened."
Me: I know - I do listen to a whole ton of stuff you listened to when you were young.
Dad: No - you look just like my sister did as we were growing up.
I was really pleased. OK Aunty did once put my uncle's head through the glass of the front door but generally she seems to be pretty cool.