Thursday, April 12th, 2007

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Devotion. This is VM-fic, set in Season Two; somewhere before One Angry Veronica. PG for language and cheap innuendo (thanks, Echolls.) L/V, of course, since last year Rob Thomas and I agreed on something.



Logan is holding the elevator at the end of the hall.

"Are you coming ?" he says, spoiled child edging into his voice; and then as quickly he gets his own joke. "Right, of course you're coming. Gosh, you've only just arrived !"




Devotion )
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So, I am sad about Kurt Vonnegut, a great artist and a great human being (how hard it must be, really,) because I loved him and his books and his voice. Very sad. And I was commenting back and forth with sympathetic fans on a messageboard somewhere; and a couple of people came in to essentially make a point that Philip K. Dick was a better writer, and how they're not going to say they like Vonnegut just because he's dead, and why did he put down science fiction anyway, that dumbass ?

Wa-huh ?

Would you walk into someone's dad's funeral and, as they were delivering the eulogy, announce that he was a bit of a twat ?

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