My name is Rupert Giles, and I exist in time.
Not to mention the story that starts:
The skylight above the library was the color of a palimpsest, scoured to dead illegibility.
I could play this game for a long time. Heh.
Terminology poll for you all. The context of these questions is "multi-author fanfic archive". So anyway, how the hell have you all been?
Okay. Am deeply stuck because I cannot recover the headspace in which I was writing this GX story just recently. Bonus music: Röyksopp playing…
I have been reviewing my tagging habits as part of some moderately ferocious thinking about the searchability of fanfiction. I will be renovating my…