that's toot style for you.

[cimorene]

i called my mom today, hoping to use her as a plot consultant for my harlequin plot because she's totally the expert.  i started absorbing the harlequins which were always scattered liberally around our house, as well as filling three floor-to-ceiling bookshelves and a number of crates in her home office, around the age of six.  so, right, i called and explained the plot i was using--proud defiant heroine refuses sexy millionaire's indecent proposal and then is forced to throw herself on his mercy to pay for her mother's cancer treatments, but he insists on getting married instead.  she only offered me a couple of not-very-useful suggestions before getting distracted.  we talked for a few hours about the local school systems and then for a while longer i listened in bemused silence as my parents argued with each other over the phone from opposite ends of the house.  (sheppard and mckay really do sound like them, man.)

i also found out they've started watching and enjoying sga and firefly (which my mom called "firefox"), although neither one of them was sure what the characters' names were, and i had to describe john and rodney to them as the pointy-haired protagonist and the genius.  when i told them i was writing sga slash now, they eventually agreed that since it had a plot, they would both like to read it.  daddy explained very earnestly to me that his rule of thumb (that he's "always used", he told me)  for when to read my gay porn is that he finds it interesting only if it contains a plot beyond the romance. 

speaking of thumbs, the latest schoolteacher gossip is about a middle-school girl at the new eastwood who punched a guy in the face and then ran through the halls to her own classroom and slammed the door behind her, presumably to stay safe.  an innocent bystander had his hand on the doorframe, and the closing door sliced off the tip of his finger.  students in the classroom reported actually seeing the end of it bounce off the floor, and when the door was opened his finger was found to be "gushing" blood.  so the teacher told him to go to the principal's office.  the girl received only four days' in-school suspension because she didn't mean to do it.

and uh, this awesome icon is by restriction, who rocks.  it refers to this.

Comments

[strangelette.livejournal.com]

Romance novels are probably my guiltiest guilty pleasure of last resort :) So, if I may point you in the direction of eharlequin's online reads library (http://www.eharlequin.com/cms/onlinereads/readsLibrary.jhtml) if you need any inspiration.

[cimness.livejournal.com]

hee! i really wanted to discuss it with her for her expert testimony, you know, because she'd remember all the ones with similar plots that she had read.

but that's very entertaining too. the first summary i came up with is. When Louise claimed to be married to her old flame, Alex, she never dreamed he’d learn of the deception — and turn up on her doorstep demanding an explanation!

[mahoy.livejournal.com]

OK ... your parents rock.
I'm in my early 30s and pray to *god* that my mother *never* finds any sign that I ever wrote homoerotic fic. Well, you know ... there's that whole thing where she thinks they're all going to hell and all ...
Anyhoo, lucky you.

[cimness.livejournal.com]

heee. my parents do rock. i was always the kid everyone was jealous of. my dad's a geologist and he used to come to my classes a couple of times every year to talk about fossils, and he had fanboys--i remember this one kid who, when i was in third grade, would rush to sit beside him whenever he got off work to eat lunch with me at school...

anyway, yeah, i was sort of embarrassed when i first told him about writing slash, but my parents have been reading my slash since my first embarrassingly badficcish efforts (http://www.waxjism.org/cimorene/nsync/"). the first time i wrote pwp (http://www.waxjism.org/cimorene/tolkien/crush.html) i bugged my mom to read it and give me her opinion, and when she finally read it i read it over her shoulder. :)

ball of confusion

[oneko-briar.livejournal.com]

why is the calendar messed up?

'02 specifically, when i was looking At The Beginning. (Anastasia ref.)

in 5th grade, my dad closed the door on the right after=the-pinky finger.
ick! it turned green, dropped off properly after a lot of iodine and several..weeks?

Re: ball of confusion

[cimness.livejournal.com]

is it? it seems to work for me.

i can fortunately say that i have never had a part of my body fall off. or turn green, excepting in situations involving green eyeshadow/paint/markers/crayons/pastels/etc.