| Original Fiction |
| God/Goddess/Whatever save your unfortunate soul, for you've managed to wander into my original fiction section. |
| Bob: Don't be so goddamn melodramatic, Em. It's not that bad. Mostly. After all, I helped you write it, ne? |
| That doesn't mean anything, Bob. In case you're wondering, Bob is my muse. He's a smartass, egotistical, as libidinous as a randy old goat, and every once in a while, he contrives to come up with fiction that makes it worth keeping him around. |
| Bob: In other words, I'm her muse. |
| Pretty much, yeah. Anyway, on to the fics, right? And, when you're done, do me a favor and send me a little feedback. When we creative types beg for comments and criticism, we really mean it. The stuff's our lifeblood, I swear! |
| Email me!!! |
| Untitled Fic: For my friend, Jenny, for Christmas 2000, because I was too broke to buy her a real present. |
| My Mother's Tears This was the first piece of original fiction I'd written in a very long time. I'd do it differently now. |
| Untitled Short -- September 13, 2001. Written under the influence of Milton, Gaiman, and terrorism. |