Yeah Friday! And A Writing Challenge!
Jun. 3rd, 2005 01:44 pmFirst, Happy Birthday to the fabulous
kixxa. May you and the ukelele have a wonderful, harmonious year:)
I'm having one of those overly productive drabble weeks, where I'm far more interested in piecing out the workings of my mind in bite size ficcy chunks than examining it in any rational way.
I went back to ballet last night, despite my still not quite where it's supposed to be hip, and while I'm very glad I went, my body is in a world of hurt right now, loudly chastising me for that rash decision.
Also, I didn't eat until after ballet, teaching my belly dance class, and rehearsal, so when I sucked down a margarita like it was water in the midst of the desert, I got oh so very loaded oh so very fast. It was quite the surprise. I didn't think my liver or my bloodstream could do that anymore.
This week's
farscapefriday challenge somehow had me writing DK. Shocker, huh? But it, and
ixchup's response got me to thinking that I haven't seen any DK meets the aliens fic. I feel that's a nitch that's been sorely ignored, so how 'bout it folks? A little extra drabbley challenge at the end of a lazy friday? You can write it in the comments, take it home and succor it for your very own LJ. This one hits my love for Terra Firma button, as well as offering up the possibility of my other kink - the outside perspective. And I'm not saying it has to be outside perspective. It could be aliens meeting DK, or any of the humans for that matter. But I'd love to see some cultural disconnect, some alien/human parsing going on.
So, to jump start it, my effort is here.
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I'm having one of those overly productive drabble weeks, where I'm far more interested in piecing out the workings of my mind in bite size ficcy chunks than examining it in any rational way.
I went back to ballet last night, despite my still not quite where it's supposed to be hip, and while I'm very glad I went, my body is in a world of hurt right now, loudly chastising me for that rash decision.
Also, I didn't eat until after ballet, teaching my belly dance class, and rehearsal, so when I sucked down a margarita like it was water in the midst of the desert, I got oh so very loaded oh so very fast. It was quite the surprise. I didn't think my liver or my bloodstream could do that anymore.
This week's
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So, to jump start it, my effort is here.