This isn't really a story, it's more of...what, a vignette? I don't even know if that's the right word.
Anyway, I've been trying to write this thing since Tuesday, and was finally able to get something concrete down.
I know it's not very good, and it doesn't really go anywhere or accomplish anything, but I wanted to share it with an audience I hoped would be receptive.
But, since this does deal with the events of TOUGH LOVE, I think some
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ONE MOMENT
by Kirk B
Willow Rosenberg woke from a sound sleep, her heart beating a mile a minute and threatening to burst its way out of her chest. She sat up, running her hand through her sweaty red hair and tried to catch her breath as she tried to determine what had roused her in the first place.
It didn't take long.
"Tara?"
Willow felt her breath catch in her throat as she realized she was alone in the bed. The blankets were scrunched up around her, and the other pillow was laying on the floor. Trembling, she slid out from under the covers and put her feet on the floor, but did not stand up.
"Tara..." she whispered.
Out of the corner of her eye, Willow saw a flash of moonlight streaming through a half-open curtain. She could not help but breath a sigh of relief as she realized Tara was there, standing in front of the window. She appeared to be staring up at something, out of Willow's line of sight.
"Thank the goddess."
Willow was slow to approach her lover. She didn't want to startle Tara if she could help it. It had only been a day since Glory violated Tara, stealing her sanity, and Willow was just thankful the hospital finally let her bring her home. The redhead reached out to touch her lover's shoulder.
"Tara?"
Misty-eyed, the other witch turned her head and smiled. "Willow?" She pointed out the window. "Look. It's the Big Pineapple. Do you remember?"
Willow nodded. "I do. You recognize it?"
"Of course." Tara sighed. "It's so cold, Willow. Why is it so cold?"
Willow felt her own eyes filling with tears as she nodded. "I know honey." She drew a blanket off the bed, and gently lay it across her lover's trembling shoulders. "Is that better?"
"N-No...still cold." Tara turned and lifted her arm, wrapping it and the blanket around Willow. She brought the redhead to her. "Better now."
Willow smiled. "I do my best."
"The sky is trembling, you know." Tara turned back to the window. "The stars." Something changed. There was a marked shift in her body language, her shoulders slumped, and the light in her eyes seemed to lose its tenuous focus. "The stars are afraid of the dark. They need the light."
Willow stroked Tara's cheek, her own tears flowing freely now. "I know. I know." She rested her cheek against Tara's, grateful for that one moment at least.
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Kirk B
"A Willow is a tree that weeps, but Tara is firmer and will hold.”
Hear that baby? You're my always.
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Roxton
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Thanks Kirk I really enjoyed it. I couldn't help but get emotional again after reading your vignette.
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"O let my name be in the Book of Love.
If it be there, I care not of
That other book Above...
Strike it out! Or write it in anew.
But let it be in the Book of Love!"
--Omar Kyam
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Mambo
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Aw I that sweet but sad. I really enjoyed the fic though you should write more. Do you have a list of ones you have already done? I can't hardly get enough of w/t fanfic.
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I know it's not very good, and it doesn't really go anywhere or accomplish anything, but I wanted to share it with an audience I hoped would be receptive.
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That was very good, and really touching. Stop sellin' yourself short
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It's wonderful Kirk. I believe this too, that way, with Tara being there a little bit.
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Thank you. This is very moving. Sweet sorrow.
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Kirk, this is great! I love "the sky is trembling" part. It's all at once forboding, scary, sad and sweet.
Good job! More, more.
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could this be sweeter? i don't think so. love the big pineapple part, kirk. can't wait to read more. *sniff sniff*
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"She is a whiz!"
"If ever a whiz there was..."
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Kirk B
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Wow.
Thanks everyone.
I'm glad you liked it.
And I have written a few other W/T stories, some long and some short. While not all of them are posted anywhere, I could always put a couple of them up here or something if you guys want.
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"A Willow is a tree that weeps, but Tara is firmer and will hold.”
Hear that baby? You're my always.
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Hey Kirk, how about asking Adrienne (ExtraFlamey) to post your stuff? I think she'd adore your work *S*
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okay, i love all the fic that people are posting lately, but i CAN'T DEAL with all the angsty sadness! it's too much! tara must come back soon! *sob*
o joss, give me strength to guide me through these tough times...
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My last story WAS seriously angsty, and it was kind of painful to write to be honest, so I thought I would share something a little more light-hearted with you all.
It's an older story, one I might have even posted here at one time or another, I'm not sure.
It reminds us of an earlier time in Willow and Tara's relationship. Back when everything was fine, and we loved everything they were saying and doing.
• Title of the story: THE DATE
• Name: Kirk B
• Email address: SubtextWriter@aol.com
• Website: None
• Feedback: Yes, please. The more the better.
• Distribution: If you want it, take it. Just let me know where it is.
• Spoilers: Deals with a 4th season relationship you won't understand if you haven't seen the 4th season episode HUSH or later, so keep that in mind.
• Rating: Strictly PG13...candy sweet, you know?
• Pairing: W/T of course
• Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy, Willow, Tara or anyone else from the series.
• Summary: Willow and Tara go on their first real date.
• Note: I hope you like it.
Buffy Summers was sitting cross-legged on her bed with a UC Sunnydale course catalog in her lap, trying to decide the classes she was going to take next semester. It was hard trying to balance academic life with being a Slayer, and she was almost surprised she was being allowed to continue at all, considering how many of her classes she had missed because of one supernatural emergency or another.
She looked up when she heard a knock at the door. Actually, it was more of a quiet rapping. The Slayer shrugged off the catalog and went to answer the door, even though she already suspected she knew who it was going to be. There was only one person she knew who knocked like that.
As Buffy had expected it was Tara, but the Slayer was stunned. Until this moment, she had only thought of her best friend's girlfriend as cute, perhaps in a clumsy sort of way.
Tara was wearing a blue-green evening dress which perfectly complimented her somewhat pale skin. Her blond hair was done up and she had on the most flattering make-up, much different from the jeans and tee-shirts Buffy was used to seeing her wear. Though she did look uncomfortable in the shoes she was wearing--which weren't actually high heels but were the next best, or worst thing--the blond nevertheless managed to smile.
"Is Willow ready?" she asked, for once her voice not breaking into a stutter.
Buffy shook her head. "I think she's in the bathroom, finishing her face. You want to come in?" She stepped aside as Tara entered the dorm room the Slayer and Willow shared. "Tara, you..."
"I know." The Wiccan looked down at herself. "It's too much, isn't it? I look like..."
"You look beautiful," Buffy replied. She smiled comfortingly. "Trust me. Willow is a very lucky girl."
Tara lowered her eyes and turned away, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment. The two of them stepped further in and turned as the dorm room door opened once more.
Willow entered, wearing a black evening dress which rivaled Tara's for it's slinkiness and beauty. She, too, had done her hair up, though her attempts at make-up were somewhat less understated. The redhead walked with surprising grace on a pair of heels even taller than those Tara was wearing.
"Sorry I'm late. I got my..." The redhead's eyes widened when she saw Tara. "...my god. You're beautiful."
Tara was equally stunned, and it showed in her speech. "S-So are...y-you."
"Not to pry," said Buffy. "But what's the big occasion?" She shook her head. "I mean, you didn't both get all dressed up just to go see a movie." This date was all Willow had been talking about recently, so she knew it was something more important than their usual weekly, or more often daily, get-togethers.
Willow walked up to Tara and clasped the blond's hand. "It's our one month anniversary."
"Really?" Buffy blinked as she tried to wrap her mind around the thought. "It's been a month already?" So many things had been happening lately, what with defeating Adam and the First Slayer and all, she had completely overlooked a special moment in her best friend's life. "Will, that's great. I'm so happy for you." She embraced the redhead, and then put a hand on Tara's arm and smiled. "For the both of you. Congratulations."
Willow was beaming. "Thanks."
"So, where are you two off to tonight?" Buffy asked. "Must be some place fancy."
Willow nodded. "Giles got us tickets to a play. It's...uhm..." She turned to Tara. "What was it again?"
"Phantom of the Opera," Tara replied. "But I heard they've been sold out for weeks. I wonder how Mr. Giles even got them in the first place?"
"That's Giles for you." said Buffy. "He can surprise you when you least expect him to."
Willow glanced at her watch. "We'd better get going. We've got a reservation at the restaurant in half an hour."
"How are you going to get to the restaurant?" Buffy asked. "Or the play for that matter? Last I checked, neither of you has a car." She smiled when they both looked at one another with pleading eyes. "Tell you what. Since I forget it was your anniversary, why don't I pay for the cab? It's the least I can do."
Willow put her arm around Tara's shoulders, and smiled. "Thanks, Buffy."
A short time later, the two Wiccans sat across from one another at the only good Italian restaurant in Sunnydale, and after they ordered drinks they began to talk.
"Your friends sure are helpful," said Tara. "I mean, the tickets, the cab, and Xander..."
Willow nodded. "I'm glad he recommended this place too, 'though I could have done without Anya's telling us the parking lot is private enough to have sex in the car."
They both giggled. It was good to laugh, especially after everything they had been through.
"Willow?"
The redhead looked up from her menu. "Yes?"
"I-I just wanted to say...how great it is to be here with you. Like this."
Willow smiled. "I know. It's not often we get to have an evening without being attacked by vampires or demons, or some new evil trying to kill us or open the Hellmouth again."
Tara nodded. "I know. I agree. But that's not what I meant."
"Oh." Willow arched an eyebrow. "What did you mean?"
Tara cleared her throat, and lowered her voice. "Do you realize this is out first official d-date?" She saw Willow's eyes widen slightly and continued. "We've hang out, and we've gone to the Bronze and the Scooby meetings, but this is the first time since Oz, since you told me you l-loved me, that we've..."
Tara's voice trailed off, and Willow reached across the table and squeezed her hand. "You're right." She smiled. "It's one more reason to celebrate I guess. Speaking of which..." She reached into her purse and took out a small box, the sort jewelry usually came in. "I got this for you. It's an anniversary present."
"For me?" Tara took it, somewhat reluctantly. "Willow, you didn't have to..."
"I know that." The redhead smiled. "But I wanted to." She gestured. "Go on. Open it."
Tara did. "Oh my." Inside was a ring, with a gold band and several small crystals in the shape of a heart. "Willow, it's incredible. It's...it's too much. I can't..."
Willow shook her head. "I insist. I want you to have it."
"But it looks so expensive. I don't want you to be wasting your money on me."
"If you like it, it's not wasted," said Willow. "Besides, to be perfectly honest, I didn't buy it. I conjured it. It was a fairly simple spell, all I had to do was mix a little of my blood with the hair of the person for whom I was casting the spell, and a token of my heart appeared." She smiled. "You're a part of my heart."
Tara's cheeks reddened, and she turned away as the waiter came over with the drinks.
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Kirk B
"A Willow is a tree that weeps, but Tara is firmer and will hold.”
Hear that baby? You're my always.
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Halcyon
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ohhh.....first you make me sniffle about Tara and her possible recovery ...then you make me smile at their sweetness when all is right in their world.
emotional roller coaster...
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i had a dream like that first story, with the moments of clarity
i also had a really strange one w/ insane tara and willow
great story, btw
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Warduke
Big Pineapple
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Great stories Kirk, both of them
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Heh, a wonderful story Kirk, I had already saved this one in my W/T fanfic folder like 6 months ago.
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hey, anyone else have tough love fic?
id love to read some more new stuff
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Kirk B
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Believe it or not, I wrote another one, and I thought I would share it with you guys since you liked the other.
Be warned, it's back to the angst. But, this one has (I hope) a slightly different spin on the whole thing.
Oh, and it's also a little speculative. I've not seen anything past TL, of course, but I did include several of my own guesses as to what might be happening in some of the upcoming eps.
Let me know what you think...and forget my earlier, 'be kind'. Go brutal. I like FB any way I can get it.
UNEXPECTED PERSPECTIVE
by Kirk B
"...and you'll know you can fight with the world ending."
He was wrong, you know.
Giles.
We always looked to him for advice, because he was the smartest among us. He still is, I guess. But let's face it, even Giles doesn't know everything.
Okay, so maybe the world hasn't actually come to an end. Not yet, anyway. But it's damn sure a whole lot closer than I ever expected it to get.
Glory knows who the Key is now. We were lucky to get Dawn away from her the last time, and we all know she won't stop until she gets what she's after. I mean, she's a god after all.
That's why we're on the run.
Spike, of all people, is helping us. We're hiding out in his RV. I don't know where we're going, exactly. Or what we're going to do when we get there, wherever there is.
Giles was pretty badly hurt. And it wasn't even Glory or her hobbits with leprosy, as Xander likes to call them. It was those other guys, the Knights of Byzantium or whatever. They attacked us 'cause they want Dawn too, but her sister wasn't about to let her go without a fight.
Dawn is getting more and more withdrawn every day, and it worries me. She's blaming herself for everything, for Glory and for the Knights, because they're all after her.
Xander, to his credit, is dealing pretty well. But then again, he always has, ever since we were kids. And Anya, well, she's just Anya. I don't know what else to say.
As for Buffy...she's trying her best to hold herself, and all of us, together. Right now she's doing a pretty good job, but it's not going to last. It never does. And she knows it too.
Back to the world.
Like I said, it hasn't ended yet. But it might as well have. My world, my everything, has been so turned upside-down in the last couple of days I can hardly keep it all straight. Buffy can handle Glory, I know that, and she will find a way to help Dawn, but I don't know what I'm going to do without Tara.
She's with me right now, in body at least. We're in a sleeping bag, on the floor of Spike's RV. She's spooned up against me, one arm draped limply over me, and I welcome her touch even in sleep. But while she's so close I could roll over and kiss her, I know she's never been further away.
Tara and I had a fight...oh goddess, why did that have to be the last thing we said to one another? I stormed off, I don't know why, and that's when it happened. Glory. Somehow she got it in her head that Tara was the Key, and when she came after her there was nothing Tara could do to stop her. Once Glory realized that Tara's was not, in fact, the Key...no, I can't even bring myself to think about what Glory did. It makes me so...my girlfriend, sweet, wonderful Tara, was violated by that hellbitch.
Tara's mind is all scrambled now. I can see her from time to time, trying to put her jumbled thoughts in order, but what comes out of her mouth is rarely anything but gibberish. Some times she rhymes, others she may start to giggle for no explainable reason. But the worst, what really hurts me the most to watch, is when Tara herself realizes her words are making no sense. She starts to shake, she cries and she moans and she calls for me, and I can only hold her close and whisper everything is going to be all right.
I just wish I knew. I wish I could be certain.
Damn it, I'm starting to cry now. I promised myself I wouldn't do this anymore. I have to be strong, for Tara. I need to get out of here for a while, before I wake Tara up. Night seems to be the only time she is really at ease, as if sleep brings her a sense of peace, and I don't want to take that from her.
I'll get back to this later.
Willow Rosenberg closed her journal, and slid it under her pillow for safe-keeping. She wasn't actually afraid anyone would steal it, that was just an old habit. She paused a moment, to gently caress Tara's cheek, then stood and made her way carefully down the length of the RV.
Buffy and Dawn lay together on one side, and were sound asleep--though Willow knew Buffy's Slayer senses would awaken her at a moment's notice if it proved necessary. Xander and Anya had their limbs entertwined and were also out of it. Giles, all bandaged and battered, slept fitfully on the bed.
Willow was still wiping her eyes as she stepped outside, careful to close the door behind her so it didn't make too much noise. Sighing, she took a deep breath, fully expecting to take in some fresh air--but instead, began to cough as her lungs were filled with cigarette smoke.
"Nice night, isn't it?"
"Well, it was." Willow waved her hand in front of her face. "That's a nasty habit."
"Yeah." Spike, who was sitting atop the RV, chuckled. "It'll probably kill me one of these days."
Willow smiled in spite of herself.
"So, what brings you out here at this hour, Red? I thought you humans needed your beauty sleep?"
"I don't feel much like sleeping right now." Willow wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly cold. "Spike, if I asked you a question, would you answer it truthfully?"
The vampire shrugged his shoulders. "Try me."
"It's about...Drusilla."
Spike's eyes narrowed, and his brow began to furrow. "Tread carefully, Red."
Willow knew Spike couldn't actually hurt her even if he wanted to, thanks to the chip in his head. But she took his warning seriously nonetheless. "When she...I mean, when you first met her she was already crazy, right? And for all the, what, decades, you were going out?"
"Yeah," said Spike. "Say what you will about Angelus, the bloody poof knew things about pain and torture I still don't understand. The things he did left Dru certifiable." He spit out the cigarette and reached for another. "Why the sudden interest in Dru? No, let me guess." He lit it, but didn't smoke it. Instead, he ground it out on the roof of the RV, and looked down at Willow. "You're worried about your other half?"
Willow nodded. "I'm scared, Spike. What if I never get her back?" She wasn't going to allow herself to cry, not in front of Spike at least. "I need her. I need her more than I've needed anyone."
"I can tell. I see it every time you look at her. I know a little something about pain, don't forget." He leaped off the top of the RV and landed effortlessly beside her. "I'm only going to say this once, so listen closely. She will get better. Wanna know how I know? She's human. You take what comes, and you roll with it. Now, us vampires, we don't have that luxury. We're pretty much dead, inside and out. Humans adapt. You grow and change. We stay more or less the same for eternity. That's why Dru was...is..."
"...nutty as a fruitcake?" Willow offered.
Spike sneered. "Cute. Just don't let it get you down, Red. Sooner or later your chippie's gonna get the ol' spark back in her eyes, and you two will start being all lovey-dovey again."
"You really believe that?" Willow asked.
Spike looked her right in the eye. "Don't you?"
"I..." Willow felt her tears dwindling. She actually felt better. She was shocked. "Thank you, Spike."
"Don't mention it," the vampire growled. "Ever. To anyone." He climbed back up to the top of the RV, and took out another cigarette as he returned to his vigil.
Willow stared at him for a moment, then went back into the RV. She slid into the sleeping bag and spooned up behind Tara, who stirred but did not awaken. The redhead put her arms around her lover and kissed her gently on the cheek. "I love you, Tara."
Tara's eyelids fluttered, though she remained unconscious. "I love you too."
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Kirk B
"A Willow is a tree that weeps, but Tara is firmer and will hold.”
Hear that baby? You're my always.
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You're a great writer Kirk. If there's one good thing that has come out of Tara being brainsucked, it's that we get to read beautiful stories like these.
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You did it again Kirk, great story
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Kirk, I love all three. They are wonderful!
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Dr.G
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I am running out of adjectives, it feels like I have used beautiful, wonderful etc. too many times the last few days.
Just let me say, I should not have read this while listening to weepy 80's love songs.
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Sneaky Kitty
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awesoe lil ficcies ive read 'the date' b4, but its still great everytie
*My 'M'Key is a lackthereof*
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- To be great is to be misunderstoof - Emerson
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Sigh, Kirk. Very nice. I like the sleepy I love you there at the end. Give me hope people, I need it
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DirtyCookie
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Jeez Kirk, those were ace.
#bangs head for use of the word 'ace'#
Really good, I meant to say really good.
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She's my everything....
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tommo
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If anything, at least Tough Love has made us believe in the two girls more. I know these fics have made me want to write again too.
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"Sometimes she's fine. She looks at me and...she's fine...it's ok. I can do this. I'm gonna take care of her. Even if she never...She's my girl...Hear that baby? You're my always."
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*stalk*
and yay for more fic...pls make them happy ones?
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Kirk B
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I'm trying to come up with a new one as we speak, but after TL I'm having a hard time creating any ideas that don't dive headlong into heartbreak and angst.
I think I either need to write one, from a happier time in Willow and Tara's life, or a totally fun and silly one.
Any ideas?
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Kirk B
"A Willow is a tree that weeps, but Tara is firmer and will hold.”
Hear that baby? You're my always.
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I'm currently writing Happy Fic. Bob knows the general idea of it, it basically runs pre-Hush to NMR, possibly beyond that I'm thinking. Plot is Willow and Tara getting together, though I haven't gotten that far yet. Right now I am the day before the Floating Rose and it's already on page 5, 10 point font, single spaced. Lots of writing. I have part of it posted on a yahoo club, should be open for all to check it out. clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/purplestonedcross
It runs so far posts #29-33 and soon to be more, since the last time I put any up was like over a week ago. I've been tinkering with it since then and if you want me to post it here I will do that.
~Joy
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Ok, and now for the JustSomeGuy catchword:
Wow.
Oh, and how about
Thank You (ok, so those are two words).
Guy.
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tommo
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Yes, mine is a happy fic. Sigh. Happy happy happy.
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"Sometimes she's fine. She looks at me and...she's fine...it's ok. I can do this. I'm gonna take care of her. Even if she never...She's my girl...Hear that baby? You're my always."