Teaser and such
Mar. 25th, 2005 02:32 pmThank you so much to everyone who offered their congratulations! We're so excited, but I have to admit it still doesn't seem real. (To answer the most common question, yes this is our first.)
Question for all you Brit-pickers out there. Did women burn their bras during the 60's, or was that a protest that was more common here in America? It appears to be coming up in Accidentally In Love.
Accidentally In Love 6 is coming along pretty well- it's over half done. I keep meaning to get back to slightly shorter chapters, so hopefully I will in this one. Chapter 6 is much happier than Chapter 5, which many of you will probably be happy to know!
And because I feel like teasing, there's a snippet behind the cut.
Happy Easter to everyone who celebrates!
A few turns passed in silence. Then Remus said, “You know, if we weren’t…” he fumbled for the words that normally would come easily.
“Sleeping together,” Sirius filled in.
“Yeah. Anyway, if we weren’t, and the idea of being roommates came up, I’d jump at it in a second. I mean, you’re my best friend and I’ve survived living with you for seven years before this. So why am I even debating it now?”
“Because we are sleeping together, and it feels like taking the next step and living together, I guess,” Sirius said glumly. “I see what you mean. Domestic-y and picking out sheets and towels.”
Remus wrinkled his nose. “Commitment and marriage talk and arguing over who takes out the trash and who left his socks on the floor again.”
“We’d have to sit around in front of the fire and stare into each other’s eyes,” Sirius said, warming to the theme. Remus made a gagging noise. “And roses and calling if we’re going to be late.”
“I mean, I’m not shagging anyone else,” Remus said, sitting up in his earnestness. “I don’t want to.”
“Me either.”
“But I like the way things are now. I like that I have my own life and my own space and all that. I like us being friends. I like not being SiriusandRemus all in one word. I like being on my own.”
“Exactly!” Sirius exclaimed, punching his fist in the air to emphasize the point. “I don’t want to be accountable to you.”
“I don’t want to be dependent on you.”
“I don’t want to be tied down.”
“I don’t want to be propped up.”
They grinned at each other. “So we’ll keep going as we are?” Sirius asked.
“I think so. Don’t you?”
“Yes. Now go again. Honestly, you take longer at this game than anyone I know.”
They both settled back down to the Scrabble board, telling themselves they were relieved and congratulating each other on being clear headed and thinking the same way. It was wonderful how great minds thought alike.
Both of them ignored the nagging disappointment until it was buried under everything else.
Question for all you Brit-pickers out there. Did women burn their bras during the 60's, or was that a protest that was more common here in America? It appears to be coming up in Accidentally In Love.
Accidentally In Love 6 is coming along pretty well- it's over half done. I keep meaning to get back to slightly shorter chapters, so hopefully I will in this one. Chapter 6 is much happier than Chapter 5, which many of you will probably be happy to know!
And because I feel like teasing, there's a snippet behind the cut.
Happy Easter to everyone who celebrates!
A few turns passed in silence. Then Remus said, “You know, if we weren’t…” he fumbled for the words that normally would come easily.
“Sleeping together,” Sirius filled in.
“Yeah. Anyway, if we weren’t, and the idea of being roommates came up, I’d jump at it in a second. I mean, you’re my best friend and I’ve survived living with you for seven years before this. So why am I even debating it now?”
“Because we are sleeping together, and it feels like taking the next step and living together, I guess,” Sirius said glumly. “I see what you mean. Domestic-y and picking out sheets and towels.”
Remus wrinkled his nose. “Commitment and marriage talk and arguing over who takes out the trash and who left his socks on the floor again.”
“We’d have to sit around in front of the fire and stare into each other’s eyes,” Sirius said, warming to the theme. Remus made a gagging noise. “And roses and calling if we’re going to be late.”
“I mean, I’m not shagging anyone else,” Remus said, sitting up in his earnestness. “I don’t want to.”
“Me either.”
“But I like the way things are now. I like that I have my own life and my own space and all that. I like us being friends. I like not being SiriusandRemus all in one word. I like being on my own.”
“Exactly!” Sirius exclaimed, punching his fist in the air to emphasize the point. “I don’t want to be accountable to you.”
“I don’t want to be dependent on you.”
“I don’t want to be tied down.”
“I don’t want to be propped up.”
They grinned at each other. “So we’ll keep going as we are?” Sirius asked.
“I think so. Don’t you?”
“Yes. Now go again. Honestly, you take longer at this game than anyone I know.”
They both settled back down to the Scrabble board, telling themselves they were relieved and congratulating each other on being clear headed and thinking the same way. It was wonderful how great minds thought alike.
Both of them ignored the nagging disappointment until it was buried under everything else.
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Date: 2005-03-29 11:19 am (UTC)And Congrats!! I meant to add to the general congrats on the Wolfstar, but forgot in the doing of my post. (hides in shame).
BTW: Madilayn here from the Wolfstar. I've friended you
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Date: 2005-03-30 09:45 pm (UTC)