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Firstly, a link for you people. The sweet girl who is writing the Gothic Charm School fanfic has put it up on her myspace in her blog: http://www.facebook.com/l/a5a16;Myspace.com/juliet1818
I'm still just tickled by the notion of GCS fanfic. But then, I don't have fourth wall issues AND have accepted that I'm somewhat of a cartoon character. (But thank goodness it's G-rated! No, I DON'T want to read R-rated (or stronger!) fic featuring myself, thanks.)
I have to admit, I have, off and on through the years, toyed with the notion of writing GCS novels. You know, some sort of YA series about the students of Gothic Charm School, what it's like to attend it, wacky hijinks galore. But I always realize that I'd need to write a highly-caricatured version of myself, and that would lead straight to the special hell of Mary Sue-ism. ::shudder::
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So anyway, the plague. On the plus side, I don't ache AS much as I did yesterday, and I feel a bit better. On the minus side, I'm still coughing, I'm incredibly tired, and moving off of the couch makes me dizzy. The Stroppy One still shows no signs of succumbing to whatever this is, thank goodness. Both of us being sick would be awful and unbearable.
How are all of you folks doing? I do like all the comments; they make me feel less isolated here on the plague couch.
I'm still just tickled by the notion of GCS fanfic. But then, I don't have fourth wall issues AND have accepted that I'm somewhat of a cartoon character. (But thank goodness it's G-rated! No, I DON'T want to read R-rated (or stronger!) fic featuring myself, thanks.)
I have to admit, I have, off and on through the years, toyed with the notion of writing GCS novels. You know, some sort of YA series about the students of Gothic Charm School, what it's like to attend it, wacky hijinks galore. But I always realize that I'd need to write a highly-caricatured version of myself, and that would lead straight to the special hell of Mary Sue-ism. ::shudder::
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So anyway, the plague. On the plus side, I don't ache AS much as I did yesterday, and I feel a bit better. On the minus side, I'm still coughing, I'm incredibly tired, and moving off of the couch makes me dizzy. The Stroppy One still shows no signs of succumbing to whatever this is, thank goodness. Both of us being sick would be awful and unbearable.
How are all of you folks doing? I do like all the comments; they make me feel less isolated here on the plague couch.
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Here? Up to my neck in dying everything I can some kind of ghostly grey as I've just agreed to become an actor at a huge haunted attraction here and I got to make up my own character and choose my room which fills me with all sorts of delight, even if there's grey paint everywhere now. The birthday week has been good as surprises keep coming in the mail and Laura (friend and photographer) had the store make me PopTart green sugar cookies with spiderwebs on top! If I were closer, I drop by to see you and bring you some!