I am officially dead from writer's block and the pesky triviality of
trying to get a life. Bastard reality. Therefore, the official ending
for all unfinished stories is that they all live semi-happily ever
after and have great sex. As a matter of fact, they are having great
sex in my mind right now. ::pauses to enjoy::
Several hours later...
::recovering::
I apologize profusely and on my knees to everyone who liked my stories
(the few that there are), and offer my head on a platter. You may
e-mail me or comment at my guestbookor livejournal. Just don't track me down and shoot me or something. That would be bad.
http://lique.signmyguestbook.com/ Sign it, dammit! You know you want to.