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I've been absent for far too long. Sorry about that, folks.
It's been that kind of... well, year. Or years, rather. Lots of RL problems, no time, no money, career in flux, you name it. But in the background, here and there, I've been working on this weird little Buffyfic. Which, I figured, I might as well share with you all, or at least those of you who still have any interest in reading Buffyfic.
Anyway. Don't feel the need to comment if you don't want to, since I've been crap for commenting on anyone else's work lately, but if you enjoy it, I'll pick up the vibes from the universe and be glad. No obligations. (If I can get a little further on this story, I might post it for Seasonal Spuffy free day later this month.)
This is a complete re-imagining of Season 7. YES! I'm serious.
For some reason I can't quite fathom, that period still calls to me the way a redo of Season 6 doesn't - I mean, I have problems with Season 6 (ask me sometime about how my brain starts to break when I think about the Trio's surveillance cameras, and how they somehow never caught Spike and Buffy having sex on film, and not only what a missed opportunity that was, but how unlikely that was, given the multiple al fresco incidents) - the potential was there, and at odd moments, I can still motivate myself into feeling excited about the could have beens. Which I can't exactly explain, so... oh, I guess if you're read this far, maybe you should just read the fic.
Click on through to the other side.
( click here to the new fic )
It's been that kind of... well, year. Or years, rather. Lots of RL problems, no time, no money, career in flux, you name it. But in the background, here and there, I've been working on this weird little Buffyfic. Which, I figured, I might as well share with you all, or at least those of you who still have any interest in reading Buffyfic.
Anyway. Don't feel the need to comment if you don't want to, since I've been crap for commenting on anyone else's work lately, but if you enjoy it, I'll pick up the vibes from the universe and be glad. No obligations. (If I can get a little further on this story, I might post it for Seasonal Spuffy free day later this month.)
This is a complete re-imagining of Season 7. YES! I'm serious.
For some reason I can't quite fathom, that period still calls to me the way a redo of Season 6 doesn't - I mean, I have problems with Season 6 (ask me sometime about how my brain starts to break when I think about the Trio's surveillance cameras, and how they somehow never caught Spike and Buffy having sex on film, and not only what a missed opportunity that was, but how unlikely that was, given the multiple al fresco incidents) - the potential was there, and at odd moments, I can still motivate myself into feeling excited about the could have beens. Which I can't exactly explain, so... oh, I guess if you're read this far, maybe you should just read the fic.
Click on through to the other side.
( click here to the new fic )
