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The Nun's Date pt. 1

I'm having to slice this into three bits thanks to its length and LJ's lovely truncation. This may be my last fiction. Writing this one was like having my brain's beaten out...in a good way...but still...damn.

( J meets Sister Agnes )

The Nun's Date pt. 2

Part deux.

( cut for length, silly! )

The Nun's Date pt. 3

Part the third.

( cut for some triggery stuff, mainly of a religious nature, so careful! )

Statistics

I'm nearing my seventh anniversary here on Live Journal. It's hard to believe that the Cliffs have been up and running for closer to a decade than not. Even though my 'blog-o-date' is over a month away, my recent statistics struck me as relevant, so I'm posting them now. Who says I can't? The Blog Cops? Are there such a thing? Well, they can't stop me bwaaahahahah!

So, here's the skinny, this post being #7600.

Tinhuviel's Cliff of Insanity
Move along, right over that edge, thank you NEXT!
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Over the years, a lot of things about this journal has changed, but the one thing that has not changed is the title.  I guess the title of the blog will always be Tin's Cliff of Insanity because I felt like I was dangling by my fingernails from that proverbial cliff when I began writing here and I feel much the same way now.  The more things change, the more they stay the same, I guess. I may do this again come 3 June or I may not, just to be contrary. 

Oh shit, I've done it now.

After another happily celebrity-ridden past few days (the Joker Blogs dude poking back at me after my poking at him, then being friended on Facebook by Saint Bob, I got the opportunity of lifetime, courtesy of glittertrixie. I seriously considered not doing it but, after a shitty day, I figured "what the hell? what could possibly go wrong?" So I grabbed the tiger by the tail and asked this godawful three-part question:

A weird, multi-faceted question, but what would you expect from a friend of a friend? Part one: Are you planning on working with Barry Andrews again in the near future (as Monstrance, with Shriekback, or in some other unholy incarnation)? Part two: Do you ever miss the Psychedelic days of the Dukes and have you ever seriously considered resurrecting them in some incarnation or three? Part three: Would you consider enjoying a spot of homemade macaroni-n-cheese, my treat, if I ever make it back to England?

If I get an answer at all, I'll be thrilled. If I'm taken up on my mac-n-cheese invitation, I shall promptly poo on myself and many many people who know about the origins of this portion of my question shall titter with glee.

That is all.