March is the month for losing the plot.

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Have I reasserted my love for Jeff Buckley recently? Because really, dude. He’s just this conduit for all the things I can’t ever verbalise. *loves madly*

Anyone with even a fleeting interest in Smallville should read lyra_sena's newest story. It’s gorgeous and heart-breaking and dysfunctional. You know, all that stuff I adore. Speaking of Dysfunctional, my website has been updated by the magnificent obsessedmuch. *adores*

In other news, lalejandra requested some HP, which I know I’m not going to be able to write, so she let me off the handle with some Adam/Lex, which brought up an exchange about popularity of certain pairings that I’m predisposed to, which I answered thusly:

I know it's [Adam/Lex] not a very popular pairing or whatever, but I write for me - and the select few who beta for me - so in the end it doesn't really matter. I'm always pleased when people enjoy what I write - I mean who isn't? [feedback is like really good chocolate (Galaxy bars!)] - but at the end of the day, I'm about making *me* happy.

… and to me this is what’s important: being pleased with what I’ve done. Like I said above, it’s always great when people comment and recc on stuff I’ve written – I’m always grateful and touched - but at the end of the day, when I’m writing Neville/Harry instead of Draco/Harry, or Adam/Lex as opposed to Lex/Clark, it’s because it’s a pairing that I enjoy and love and can get behind. I need to believe in what I’m writing otherwise, it’s just like ‘meh.’ It’s okay with me if not everybody likes it – because I do.

In my mind, it doesn’t matter if everybody loves my stories or everybody thinks they’re shite, all it takes it one person that likes what I do. Me.


ETN: This is not some subversive cry for attention, it's just me reminding myself of what's really important at the end of the day. Some times it's easy to forget, you know?

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[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

I was just listening to a mix with Jeff on it on Sunday and thinking...well, lots of things. He makes you do that, doesn't he? Actually, I had this whole little scene in my head of him sitting in a dark smoky Jazz Age club and singing with Otis Redding and Billie Holliday, and everything was lit in blue. My mind works oddly some days.

[sundaysunday.livejournal.com]

Nothing to say, just solidaritous icon usage.

[lalejandra.livejournal.com]

It is always easy to forget things like that. Esp in the wake of fb and livejournal.

However, I stand by my original opinion! Insanity!

[ethrosdemon.livejournal.com]

ETN: This is not some subversive cry for attention, it's just me reminding myself of what's really important at the end of the day. Some times it's easy to forget, you know?

Sometimes I still can't believe how you do. Girl, please.

Anna is in love with you and your fic. More on this later, when I have the time.

One day we'll be back in the same fandom.