Writer's Block And POTJHWTBHATIN

It was a dark and stormy night.

For Jacob Baccorat, today was not a special day.

The Opera Ghost was real.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

All good opening sentences. All good novels, in three halfs or otherwise. (Except, on both counts, the first one, unless you count A Wrinkle In Time, which used the sentence with a tongue in cheek meaning.) All of which I might use, for fan fic or otherwise. (For the second one, with the author's permission, of course.) And so I, naturally. . .

Have the worst writer's block ever.

Cereal. That's Nancy's word for seriously. So anywho. I am unbelievably bored, 'cos nothing entertaining is happening over here. At all. Most interesting thing that happened all day was Luke chasing me up a tree because I wouldn't write a Star Wars fic. Just for that, I am planning on writing a very graphic ObiWan/Darth Maul.

Brossy and Gabe: (Foam at the mouth.)

Kat: I was joking! Joking! Jeez, Star Wars fans, can't take a bit of kidding. . .

Gabe: Yeah, I was actually planning on a very graphic Erik/Raoul involving bondage -

Kat: KILL! (Attacks.)

Brossy: Point proven.

Damn you all.

Moving on.

Phantom of the Junior High - Where The Bloody Hell Are Those Idiots Now? or POTJHWTBHATIN

Kat - Bored, at home, staring into cyberspace. If any of you feel like dropping an email, I'm online about 85% of the time.

Mickey - Probably at a theatre, watching Rent. Soon to be in NY. Seeing Phantom, the lucky little. . .(Edited for extreme replacement of Fs for PHs.)

Gabe - Getting scuba certified. Hide me.

Ben - In fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada. Scouting out the Venetian for me so I can attack the actors in ninety minute PotO with more dexterity.

Spencer - Somewhere out there in cyberspace.

SP - Presumably, with Ben. But then, you can never be sure.

Julian - Not gone but also not forgotten.

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Quote of the Day

It was a warm spring night and night had just arrived.

- Link's Queen, Infamous Suethor, or Mary Sue Author

I remain, gentlemen, your faithful and obedient servant,

J.G.