Nnnnngggh, oh woman, why so beautifully hot. Is everything you write. Or why do I. Seem to talk. In Shatnerian. Right now.
I loved this, the urgency behind it, the roleplaying as as a smoke-screen for reality, and how Len was totally willing to give that smoke-screen up, and then Bill just had to be Bill.
And your prose is still stunning me with its eloquence whenever I read one of your stories. I want to wrap myself in the words you spin out, and make a dress out of them, or something, because it would be flowing and pretty and gorgeous and silky and smoooooooth.
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Date: 2009-08-28 03:45 pm (UTC)I loved this, the urgency behind it, the roleplaying as as a smoke-screen for reality, and how Len was totally willing to give that smoke-screen up, and then Bill just had to be Bill.
And your prose is still stunning me with its eloquence whenever I read one of your stories. I want to wrap myself in the words you spin out, and make a dress out of them, or something, because it would be flowing and pretty and gorgeous and silky and smoooooooth.
And that made no goddamn sense. Brain = gone.