no pain, no gain

the fic that was supposed to be my second bradbury challenge attempt has decided that it has it's own agenda. it's not accepting the original title and is not listening to me at all. it wants to make people hurt. i must get off on this or something.

yesterday i had three people tell me i had made them cry - with three seperate pieces of fic. is the entire world PMSing right now? nothing i write is *that* strong, at least i don't think it is.

i want that to change eventually. i want people to feel something when i write it, as opposed to just being bored shitless. obviously my name is the marquis de sade.

if you like pain i reccomend seperis's 'a handful of dust' or rosenho's undone.

by fucking god...

the word eureka immediate comes to mind. happyminion is so the boss of me. so, maybe i got it right for a change, only time will tell - or you guys will tell me on monday.

do something educational: go read seperis's new gem 'three impossible things.' learn some zipper tricks. go have a drink. go hang with your mates. go listen to the strokes 'alone together.' go read my rant.

go write clex fic based on 'miles end.'

just fucking do something - and have a good weekend.

( Miles End Lyrics )