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Monday, December 3rd, 2018 09:57 pm
Oh Yahoo.  So monetizing Tumblr didn't go quite according to plan?  and now PORN OMG!  Well, I'm here!  I've always been here!  And there is nothing new under the sun.

There was Pornish Pixies and Strikethrough and Boldthrough  and the fanfiction.net purges,   https://fanlore.org/wiki/FanFiction.Net's_NC-17_Purges:_2002_and_2012 (which I had to type out because the link ends up being weird). 

And before that, we would have content creators like Lucasfilm tell fan creators that zines were OK so long as they were "family friendly" and Cease & Desist letters from Viacom, Paramount and 20th Century Fox.  And it all worked SO WELL in the 90s and early 2000's. 

So, save your stuff, post it somewhere (or several somewheres) and maybe we'll see a resurgence in microblogging again?  Or something new?





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Sunday, August 19th, 2012 10:31 am
I've been on holiday the last two weeks and the time has included long hours with some other suburban mothers in my vicinity, women who are predominately not now working outside the home as they have children and heavy activity schedules to juggle and their spouses work very long, hard hours.  Something very like the following the occurred when it was revealed that they had all read 50 Shades of Grey in their book club or while standing in the kids' section of Barnes and Noble while their offspring played on the Thomas the Tank Engine train table.

"What I don't understand is how Christian Grey had all that time!" Jane says as she slathers 50 SPF sunblock on her Lands End-clad tankini body.  "Honey!  No throwing sand!  Do you need Monkey Butt for the chafing?" she shouts at her children.

"It's ridiculous," Mary agrees.  "Hey, kids, stop eating all the Trader Joes Pirate Booty popcorn; we're  having lunch soon.  And, dude, you need to finish another 50 pages of your summer assigned reading or no XBox when we get  home!"  (The last is directed to her tween.)  Mary pauses to adjust the Sunbrella.  "If Christian Grey was such a self-made, young billionaire businessman, there is no way he'd have the time or energy for all those assignations.  'Sure, I'll meet you at 4 PM for sexy times!'"

All the women snort and roll their eyes, recalling all the missed soccer practices, parent-teacher conferences, and playdate pickups.  

"It's totally unrealistic."

"She's not seeing him until 10 PM and he's exhausted and checking his iPhone all night." 

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Wednesday, November 9th, 2011 09:52 am
So, I followed a link of [livejournal.com profile] cofax7 to a post by sara about the OTW elections and then to the comments where it was reflected that when fandom friends are feeling low, one sends porn, but this left a problem with Real Life friends. What do you send them when they feel low? We do not send porn to our next door neighbor whose SUV got totaled in the car pool line or our executive assistant whose Nalgene water bottle spilled all over her netbook and night school notes on the Metro. The answer for these RL woes is pound cake. I feel this is a profound observation on a scale with the answer to the meaning of life being 42.  We need icons and banners reflecting this profundity:  Life’s got me down, please send porn. Or pound cake.  Not to say that I need either, at the moment, though I would never say no to gift pics or fic or pound cake.  or Heath bars.

Anyway, moving on. Writing continues, with me sorta scratching my head with how to have Peter meet Jill without merely re-treading the beginning of TQSiT (any thoughts appreciated). Also [livejournal.com profile] l_a_r_m on  toomuchtebbitt continues to have new pretty pictures (British embassy in black and white most recently) and I do the odd bit of pic fic on Tumblr.  [livejournal.com profile] metonomia reblogged this from Old World:

(Source: old world
and she then added wonderfully:
katybee:
Very technically I understand that this is the Flight to Egypt, but we’re going to go ahead and pretend it’s Mary and Richard Russell (and their stalwart donkey friend, who likes to chew Mary’s coattails but that’s okay, she doesn’t mind), or maybe Mary and Asim, lost in the desert, though they’d never admit it.


To which I added:
They are not lost. They never are lost though they do wander, as Mary is fond of saying. At night, Asim sees a vision of a girl, sometimes blonde, sometimes red-haired, but always glowing with the God-light. She sits between the paws of a great Lion. "Some day, I shall meet her," Asim says. "Some day."

And we have fic! Filling in the gaps – written for the awesome [livejournal.com profile] snacky for her birthday.  By way of background, Peter and Susan partake of the The Great Bonding and, among other things, meet Dalia and Lambert on the hunt in I love not man the less.  In The Palace Guard, there is an assassination attempt, which results in the formation of the Guard. The black Panther, Wrasse, assumes temporary guard of Peter.

Filling in the gaps for [livejournal.com profile] snacky
About 2,000 words
Rated T
For the second, Prince Caspian, part, it’s a bit of Peter/Caspian, if you squint with slash goggles on.

Birthday fic, Filling In the Gaps )