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If you did the pre-canon read with us last week (and even if you didn't!), come stop by for the post-canon read. It's a really great, quiet, sweet little fic, and the discussion already has a bunch of great comments!
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If you've been looking for a fandom with an embarrassingly high number of really excellent fics, and/or looking for an excuse to jump in to the profusion of fics in a friendly fashion, this week dreamin_readers is discussing Origin Stories, which makes it a perfect starting point for you because it's a story about how Arthur and Eames met. Oh, and also, I'm leading the discussion, so that makes it awesome, too! And then next week we're discussing a post-canon story, so you can move from how they met to how they spent the rest of their lives together in two perfect weeks. :-) Stop by and join us!
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Come join teacup_society for our grand opening! We're hosting our first virtual tea cup party on Saturday, January 30th. Come at any time, Saturday or Sunday, to share in a love of tea cups.

Virtual biscuits will be provided. (Though we do not recommend eating your computer screen to enjoy them.)
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I went to “Hamilton” last night, and I know lots of people asked me to share what I thought afterward, and at the time I was like, “Sure!” but I ended up having a very different “Hamilton” experience than I had thought I would, so this turned into a story not really about “Hamilton” in which I am annoying and self-pitying and you should just skip to the bullet points.

It"s so blargh, just skip it, reallyCollapse )

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I was tagged in two different memes for this, so I’m combining them into one. Thanks,@1lostone and @katiewont.

First let me start by saying that the most important thing about my writing year is that my AO3 account got fixed. It had been getting progressively slower and slower, until by the end it was completely unuseable. AO3 worked fine for me if I wasn’t logged in, but if I was logged in, it refused to load. It didn’t matter which browser I used, which computer I used, which network I was on. The problem, it was clear, was with my account. And the lovely tech wizards figured it out for me. It turns out that you can’t have 60,000 messages in your AO3 inbox. Who knew??? I never use my AO3 inbox, so I literally had never looked at the thing, and apparently it can slow down your entire AO3 experience. So here’s my PSA: If you, like me, don’t use your AO3 inbox, if you having a sub-optimal AO3 experience, go in and delete your messages. It’s worked like a charm since they did that. THANKS, AO3 TECH SUPPORT!

And, because my AO3 got fixed, now I can give you my stats as found on my AO3 dashboard (I never realized that was there! I clearly fail at optimal use of AO3).

According to AO3 I wrote, um, 707,778 words this year. YOU GUYS. That’s actually not entirely accurate, because I probably posted things I wrote last year, just like I have things written now that I haven’t posted yet, but I feel like most of those words, as we know, belonged to NBT.

Month by Month Reliving the Year!Collapse )

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“You’re in charge of finger-painting with her from now on,” said Arthur, studying his efforts critically.

“Oh, are we adding clauses to our official co-parenting contract?” asked Eames. “Because I have a few.”

“It’s just that you’re clearly the artist in the family,” sighed Arthur.

“Darling, it’s finger-painting,” Eames told him, amused. “Your paintings are fine.”

“Pathetic. Lucky’s are way better.”

“Yeah, but Lucky’s a prodigy.”

“True.”

“Speaking of the official co-parenting contract, can I invoke the sex clause?”

“You know we don’t have an official co-parenting contract, right?”

“But we can have sex anyway.”

“I’ll allow it,” said Arthur.

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