Tuesday, March 8th, 2005
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9:37 pm - Maedhros cutting off Fingon's hand
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Sunday, December 19th, 2004
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2:42 am - Smuttt
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In which Danny has the sort of Freaky Sex one thought no-one had now LSD has got so watered down. Possibly also physically impossible if one's partner is not a Calaquendi. It's really a little OTT.
Also, I embarrass Mr Newman yet again. Poor boy.
( I mean, we’d become just another clichéd rock band if that happened.(NC-17++) )
The Beard returned at 4.49 am and vomited very loudly. Hm. I now have to go out and socialise for a bit. I really want to write more of this - I have some idea's for the JanSquash scene and also Danny has a nightmare - but I'm not sure if I'll get a chance with the season of goodwill and all. :(
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12:43 am - Update 2
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Saturday, December 18th, 2004
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8:48 pm - Again, I digress.
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Tuesday, December 14th, 2004
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2:56 am - Insomniac update
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Back in work because if I stayed in bed for much longer I'd have gone mad with boredom and started channeling dead hobbits. (Oh the hell of fandom_wank). Came back shattered, too shattered to even dance in the kitchen despite having the flat to myself. So this is a little uninspired.
( Gratuitous bath scene )
current mood:  exhausted
current music: Kinks - Lola
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Friday, December 10th, 2004
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1:00 am - Eh, allusions to Shakespere, drugs and wonky polemic
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Thursday, December 9th, 2004
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8:35 am - Eh. Got up at 5.45 and wrote this. My body clock has been ruined.
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Errr. I was quite muzzy headed when I wrote this. Mae wanted to write a dissertation on how rockstars have taken over the functions of fairies in western society at this point in time and I had to shoosh him and remind him this was supposed to be fiction. Still he's convinced that Danny living in his hazy bubble of unreality with his links to the illustrious dead (Jim Morrison & Co) and his slight air of being both an endangered species (It'll be all video games soon) and an anachronism from a more noble past (after 77' everything had been done) make Danny more of a fairy right now than he is. They're also both grounded in low culture these days, rock music and fantasty novels generally being things not taken seriously by anyone but the teenage.
Mae: And you.
Me: And me. But then, I'm stunted.
( This is not a love song )
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Tuesday, December 7th, 2004
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9:41 pm - I sold my freedom for complex carbohyrates
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Okay muses, enough smut already. This is the last, last smutty interlude I promise. I'm afraid I'm going to have to blame Danny, he had to get in the final grope.
( Stud Muffin )
There might be another 3am update. Depends if Mae wakes me up. I'm going for a nap now.</strike>
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Monday, December 6th, 2004
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2:25 am - This ain't the lay of Leithian. This is interspecies porn.
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So, I've done 10,000 words and finished what I set out to do, which was write Mae's take on the Danny/Mae Xyro encounter. But it doesn't want to stop here. Will you still read it if it starts digressing again? I think DeeDee and Treacle will want back in soon.
Warning: This is smut from Mae's angle, graphic and not very erotic. I hope it's not too gross.
Also, I've updated twice since we last spoke. So if you're missing the update that begins with Mae cleaning up Danny, you need to read that first.
( Daniel in the lion's den. Very NC-17 )
Mae give the $10,000 to Deedee. It's why she now has a house.
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Sunday, December 5th, 2004
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9:31 pm - And Doom fell on Tinuviel
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3:11 am - Sorry Danny...
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... but I'm going to humiliate you a little. You see there's nothing that touches Mae's heart like a little surrogate brother to protect. So I had to have you mess up a little.
( Nocturnal Emissions. R veering NC-17 )
((I've had some painkillers and vit c and feel slightly better.))
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Saturday, December 4th, 2004
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3:27 pm - Small update.
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Thursday, December 2nd, 2004
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3:20 pm - I digress
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I'm shattered and I need to go to bed early so this is a little uninspired. I wanted to write the meeting, but Mae sidetracked me by spending 1,000 words on the club owner. She's actually up to her ears in debt over Xyro at this point in time and scurrying from backer to backer for the money for a new dress for eac night. But the workers don't know that.
I also abandoned the Mae/Deedee conversation just to get to the description of the night, but I want to go back to it. I want to get Mae's story of what happened when they met first, but I only got up to "I'm Michael"
( Desdemona )
( Don't call me Luthien )
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12:16 am - The House of Mole
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Aaaaaaargh. I got completely sidetracked looking up subway maps for New York while writing this and it shows. I'm afraid I've now completely hogged Club Xyro (If you want me to find another name I will) and Desdemona still has yet to introduce herself. (Although she is a real girl.)
Here's the next 1,000 words. Less than I'd liked but I didn't get in till gone eight after travelling home from Brighon and foodshopping. It is going to take at least 20,000. Mae's very chatty and prone to tangents.
( Elves on the Underground )
Mae: Yes I am aware I'm discussing my sex life in front of a crowded train carriage.
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Tuesday, November 30th, 2004
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11:35 pm - This is turning into my Na-no.
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This is 2,300 words and still Mae hasn't met Daniel. I started writing it and everyone wanted in on the act, all the charachters I'd been keeping in the back of my brain for months. I hope I can finish it in under 10,000. This is almost stream of conciousness, the tenses get shot to pieces at the end and it's very badly edited. But I have to be up at 6am tomorrow, so bear with me. I'm sorry for the lack of Daniel.
( Stuff about DeeDee and Club Xyro )
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12:02 am - What's a nice elf like you doing in a place like this...
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Okay, I'm holding you entirely responsible for this. Please order me to desist at once if you feel I'm infringing on your territory. But here's the beginning of Mae's side of the Daniel story, beginning with how he happened to be in Club Xyro in the first place.
((Mae's just met Daniel in this bit, but I run out of night before I could bring Danny into the conversation.))
( When Danny met Maddy )
Clinton is better known as Hells Kitchen.
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Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004
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10:24 pm - Admin note...
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