Do I hear the sound of...squeeing?

[crazydiamondsue]

Squee #1: I finished Chapter 15 of Sunday Morning Coming Down and am fixin' to send it to beta. First "real" writing I've done on it since...December. *boggles* Can now come out of exile. (Kinda)

Squee #2: Some kind soul gave me 2 months paid LJ time. *kisses in that hot anonymous way*

Squee #3: uberaeryn's Spike/Giles This One Does is adding to my competition at the Shades of Grey awards. Wait...is that a squee?

Squee #4: Only one and half hours more 'til I can open the b-day present anelith sent me over a week ago and cruelly marked "Do Not Open 'til April 25."

Squee #5: While waiting for winterlive to finish "Joe" (she's been teasing me all night) she just updated: Joe - I have been gah-ing over janedavitt and wesleysgirl's fabulous Saturation, which is the best Xander & Giles & Spike future fic I've ever read.

Squee #6: Hidden chocolate found.

/squee

Comments

[ex-dovil323.livejournal.com]

You finished it, you finished it - squeeee!! Well done you! I'm so pleased. Now when are you going to get on to that 40 chapter sequal?

I have a fic in my head for you. A Spander fic that will be written whether it wants to or not. Or I can just take brain scrapings and send them to you in the post but I think that would possibly be frightening and off-putting.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! May you have as many ponies and cake and cake made into the shape of ponys and pony flavoured cakes as you could possibly want. You are a lovely and talented person (if not hideously old) and I'm incredibly grateful that you're a part of fandom. Except for that time when you ran me over and then set me on fire, but enough talk of past incidences.

*birthday smooches you*

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

I only set you on fire because you were eating lawyers and possibly trying to shag me so that I'd go all evil and stuff.

I finished chap 15 - but it turns out there's a whole nother chapter to write. How the hell did that happen? *checks notes* Oh, yeah, I'm a dumbass. Well, now that that has been cleared up...thank you for the ponies, since I know that they make you jumpy.

I've been scraping your brain for months, using your brilliance to pad my own ego. Surely you've noticed? Felt chafing, perhaps? Send on any inspiration that occurs. Off to sleep and hope that whatever magical potion JM uses will come to me as I slumber, and I'll wake up with 20-esque cheekbones and short...er.

*snogs you*