There are hoary old slash chestnuts which never fail to make me
snort with delighted Schadenfreudethe 'weeping member'. This invariably suggests somebody being unhappy on a committee, and is, frankly, about as erotic as something you'd find at the bottom of your hanky ( Read more... )

In my characteristic disorganisation, I omitted to give empress_wu an all-important teeshirt credit for her contribution to my hobbitpile fic Getting Hit by a Train. As well as being a most enjoyable person to encounter in a wine bar on a rainy evening, and a fund of delightful fannish stories, she does unofficial Teeshirt Slogan Research in the King's Cross ( Read more... )

My interest in the hobbit boys took me slightly by surprise again. Anyway, this was delivered this morning by caesarean section.

TITLE: Getting Hit by a Train
AUTHOR: childeproof
PAIRING/S: Hobbitpile, DM/BB/EW/SA
RATING: R for language and sexual situations
DEDICATION: to msilverstar for lots of excellent reasons ( Read more... )

Having not darkened the door of LJ for *coughs* quite some time, I'm fairly sure rumours of my demise are exaggerated. Yes, definitely alive still ( Read more... )

I owe everybody mail/conference papers/essays/phonecalls. The reson being I had a cute little brush with the medical profession earlier in the week, as my misbehaving heart (in the medical sense, not in the cheatin', drinkin', whorin', Achy Breaky Heart Country and Western sense) suddenly became unignorable, and next thing I knew Strange Hands ( Read more... )

I thought I should really celebrate Bloomsday in some way, as the Irish Ambassador had, yet again, unaccountably omitted to invite me round for Ferrero Rocher and drinks. And who could not raise an inward giggle at a literary celebration based on the date in 1904 when Nora Barnacle first gave James Joyce a handjob on Ringsend pier? (Usually ( Read more... )

Well, last week was the Week of Silly Cinema. Troy and HP: POA, although I did finish off with the new Almodovar for the look of things.

Saw Troy, with much cackling, with an equally cackling made_up, along with approximately six other people, one of whom was clearly a classics nerd (back of head suggesting profound disapproval as to way the Greek ships ( Read more... )

TITLE: ‘I’M OKAY, YOU’RE OKAY ( Read more... )

Today confirmed my impression that I have an essentially superficial nature ( Read more... )

I'm celebrating finishing a big RL project by writing VigBean smut. Oddly, the fic I was intermittently working on for the last while stalled, declared itself null and void and threw itself in the bin, while a shiny new(ish) idea poked its head up and waved at me. I never understand this stuff ( Read more... )