Tweets and Twitterings from the Matrix Refugee

• 00:40 :: Eyes one of the centi_50 fics and shudders a bit remembering what happened the last time she wrote this pairing...:: #
• 01:24 2 ynm drabbles, half a kushiel ficlet, part of a bleach fic #
• 01:27 Done for the night: good night, sleep tight #
• 09:12 Good morning, all! I'm wondering if work will be quiet since everyone was running into the store yesterday... #
• 09:13 They shopped like mad, and we only got two inches of snow... though I suppose there is another storm on the way... #
• 15:39 Back home: had about half the nor
  mal load for a Thursday. Managed to finish writing the last "centi_50" drabble. Yay! #
• 17:38 Trying to get up the ambition to write, but I just seem to want to read. Drat you, GRRM. #
• 18:37 Ooh, dad lit ye fireplace again: cozy place to read/write! :: Scurries downstairs:: #
• 19:39 Grr, I was afraid this would happen: my tweets via text don't seem to be going through. Nuts! #
• 19:40 :: Sigh:: First I can't upload pictures from the camera, now my texts aren't working. What is with that phone?! #
• 23:16 Reading jane austen's letters by the fire: all i n
  eed now is a cup of tea #
• 23:17 Okay... there seems to be a delay in my tweets from my cellphone. Weird. #

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12 Fanfic Roses: "Kushiel's Legacy" -- "In Trutina" (Melisande/Phedre -- R)

This has, so far, been the most embarrassing -- and exciting -- to type. I've never written in this fandom before, and I've never really written this kind of relationship before, either, so I'm delighted to have had my boundaries challenged.

A red rose and a white rose tied together with a golden silk ribbon, for Henry and Monica Swinton;
A tiny pink rosebud and a thick thorny stem without any blossoms at all for Kenpachi Zaraki and Yachiru
A rose so dark a red that it is almost maroon, with heavy thorns hidden under its lush green leaves, and a brighter red rose with few thorns, tied together with a delicate silver chain, for the Merovingian and Neo
A twig of pink and a twig of white wild roses, with thick, brambly stems, bound together with a red velvet cord, for Phedre no Delaunay and Melisande Shahrizai.

"In Trutina"

by "Matrix Refugee"

Author's Note: This the first time I have ever attempted femslash and so I'm heading into virgin territory (hah!), and while I'm a little shaky about writing this fic, I love the pairing too much to resist writing it. Written for tomboy_typist and based on the prompt "caresses; every touch you give me steals my breath away"

Rating: R (knifeplay with some blood, tasteful BDSM situation)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own "Kushiel's Legacy”, its characters, settings, concepts or other indicia, which are the property of Jacqueline Carey, Grand Central Publishing, et al

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( 'Which do you prefer, my pet: the touch of my hand or the bite of my dagger?' )

Winter Olympics 2010

Hoping to see some figure skating, though sometimes the filler material in between events is more interesting, case in point a bit about the Olympic Torch being carried through Canada. My mom has a question for you folks north of us: do any of you know if the Torch passed through Prince Edward Island? Her grandmother on her dad's side came from PEI, so we have a special place for it in our hearts.

And my heart and prayers go out to the family of the guy on the Luge team from Georgia (the country): at least he left this world doing something that he was passionate about and that it happened at the greatest athletics event this planet hosts...