Yeah. I spent the last few days typing something that was not of the Stones, although it mentions Mick only once. I had an idea and I decided I knew how to write it. I had been reading one of Jimi's bio's last year or so and I was flipping through the index and looking for names I'd recognize. So I find Morrison, Jim in the there and I flip to a ( Read more... )

I was working on this little piece because it so popped up in my head when I randomly was startled awake at three in the morning. I dunno, but it was fun. What is wrong with you word document? Why won't you accept my savings? I hate you so much. Please go die in a fire word document. I hope you know how much I hate you, word document.

In case for ( Read more... )

Title: Face Up To Me
Pairing: Keith/Mick
Rating: PG-13 (sorry, nothing sexual here this time)
Time Frame: Somewhere in the last half of '68.

( Keith/Mick is always good; I need to start writing other pairing too. )

God, I don’t know, but I really want a cigarette. So badly. Maybe it has to do with YEARS of breathing in my dad's cigarette smoke in various places in the house. But it feels like an urge and an anxious thing.

Title: Everyone Needs A Ventilator
Author: Me
Pairing: Jeff Beck/Jimmy Page, brief Jimmy Page/Robert Plant (holy shit, it's not the Stones)
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(I'm surprised that nobody still knows  that my icon is Bruce Springsteen making out with his black saxophone player, Clarence. He did that a lot to him.)

School is in two days and it's scary. I hate school (unless it was wasn't so early in the morning). I do not find it fun to be with people who like to interrupt the teacher. It's not fun. My ( Read more... )