working on it

In Deep fic, so there's only one person in the entire world who will be interested in reading it, but I dun it nonetheless.

Story: Character Assassination: to thine own self be true.
Author: Lolabobs
Characters: Garth O'Hanlon, Liam Kettman, Nicola Kettman,
Rated: 18? I don't know - Reference to suicidal ideation, violence and child abuse.
Spoilers: All three seasons.

Summary: Garth has an unfortunate tendency to fall in love with the people he sleeps with.

(Inspired in part by jekesta and her delight in this show (and specific episode reactions) and her generosity in loaning me the discs and enabling me to delight in it too.)

( Character Assassination )

New Story: Liver Lamest title in the world ever.
Fandom: Starsky & Hutch Of Course!
Slash: Of Course!
Rating: They refuse to do rude for me - this will be PG-13 I guess, for swearing.
Word count: Around 7000
Notes: I started this about 18 months ago in response to a challenge on list. I don't even remember the challenge exactly, something to do with Liver is all I know (Hence the title, this has been The Liver Story for so long it stuck.). This was going to be a quick one shot response to the challenge, but the guys just kept on talking. Or rather they didn't, one day they disappeared on me and were gone for a good 9 months. (hmm, what were they doing?). Anyway, they finally came back to me and I finally finished this.

( So here it is )

These are just a lists of my fics gathered together so I can find them.

meh:
This is an original thing. Untitled and completely unbeta'd. And there are plenty of mistakes. Not fandom at all. And probably best avoided

Quantum Leap:
These are four little Quantum Leap drabbles. One is slashy


Neighbours:

This is Neighbours AU. Written specifically in response to a ludicrous flight of fantasy on the com and will make absolutely no sense whatsoever to anybody

Black Books:
Little slashy Black Books drabble

^All of those were written a while ago, and shouldn't be read!

Starsky & Hutch (my true ♥)

"Remember" First ever SH fic. It's sad, but there's a sequel...

"Forgiven?" This is the sequel to "Remember"

"Regrets." Older SH, slash, Schmoopy.

"These Are The Men." SH. Drabbly.

"Shampoo." SH. Sucky. Really sucky. Only here 'cos I feel I should be honest to myself.

"Back to Nature." Short SH snip

"Under." SH

"Papercut." SH. Written for The Papercut Challenge funnily enough!

"Why Miss Jones, You're Really Beautiful." SH Older. Slash.

"They Paved Paradise." Drabble. SH

"Oysters." SH. Slash

A bit of fluff.. Unbeta'd. Now beta'd by moondroplette Thank you very much, Moon!!!

Just feeling silly.

( oyster )

The facts are sorta facts. All on wikipedia. Well most of em, and maybe not presented exactly as I have done... what?

Ulp! Well here it is - the sequel to my previous woe filled tale: here

Fandom: Starsky & Hutch
Pairing: Starsky & Hutch (no, really?)
Disclaimer thing: Not Mine!
Rating: There's a swear or two..
A/N: This is the sequel, there is not so much woe - though some remains of course... I think there is going to be a next bit too..

(I can't remember what else goes in the headings!)

Thanks VERY muchly to kimberlyfdr who done a stonkingly good (and stonkingly quick!) Beta for me x

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okay - so it's 2am and I've just finished writing a sequel to my S/H story! Well when I say finished, just completed the handwritten splurge onto the page, but even so I'm excited! Not 'cos of any big 'hurrah I wrote good' or anything like that, just because I've taken them on from the huge WOE, where they were...

oh, they are so pretty...

I cheated at work today - couldn't face doing the whole deep and meaningfuls - kept everything very surface level, lots of motivational interviewing, praise for achievements made thus far, implied having a gentle week 'cos of progress made...
It's not wrong ...

Hair cut today, young girl washing my hair was so short her breasts were literally resting on my forehead...

I know who Paul Muni is! Hurrah for rightclickdrool!

Well then.. thanks to lydia_petze I have been reading long, satisfying h/c Starsky & Hutch fic. Very good it was too.

It is early,or late. i should be in bed. I was gonna go at 12, but then I msned my chum for an hour, then had to finish the fic.

I've been shopping today. I bought clothing> I bought a beigey skirt thing - that I already have in slate grey, but it is my loveliest favouritest skirt, because it is very swingy and I feel female in it, and now I have it in another colour. the lady in the shop said she wore hers to go belly dancing in...

I bought many other things too, including a box of malteasers - which I have eaten in their entirety over the last 8 hours.

I also bought a packet of jam do-nuts, but the one I ate had custard in and not jam. This was a horrible discovery. I rejected the custardy thing (and started on the malteasers)

A lady in another shop had horrendous body odour. I pulled a face and muttered some comment and was overheard by yet another woman, who then followed me round the shop wishing to discuss the smelliness of the other... making a point of showing me who the smelly person's companions were. Note to self - be more discreet when condemning the aromas of others!

I watched Burnt Money yesterday, which was pretty, but not as perfect as I had been lead to expect - I think my expectations were over high however - it was good, intense.

I am having very disturbed sleep lately - I do sleep, but I have bizarre dreams - last night I was having to play Little Bo Peep, in some kind of important work based production. I had to wear the ridiculous costume, and both act and work in front of a vast audience of offenders. bosses, colleagues and public alike. But it wasn't the classic anxiety dream.. I was suprisingly relaxed, more concerned with boasting that I has cycled to and from the venue earlier in the day without dying or getting lost. I was a little concerned about how I would get back, but I was talking and snuggling with nice men whilst I was waiting to go on, my leading man (no I don't know what the story was about or why I was dressed as Bo Peep) was atrcative and it all went well. There was a big 4by4/motorbike crash in the audience during the interval tho....

I've left my washing on the line. bum.

bed.

Don't really know what this is - it's a story... It's not fandom, just someting I scribbled. No one else has seen it so it's all my own fault.

( Here be words, lots of em, kinda ust-y )