About

What is this about? Nothing in particular. Just a mediocre blogger trying to make ends meet at the day job and sometimes be interesting. My lack of online presence is my most noteworthy characteristic, at this point in my online life; Bitter Old Fic Queen that I am, I dwindle into obscurity whilst writing ever longer plot arcs into fic series for defunct television shows all the Muggles deride and snigger at.

In fact, I’m pretty sure I’ve gone past Bitter Old Fic Queen into Apathetic Old Dino-Ficcer. I don’t care who’s reading. I’m just going to keep writing, at my apatosauras-like pace, strolling through the WIPs still murkily dwelling in the hindbrain. Occasionally the muse darts like a compsagnathus after prey into another fandom and produces a short fic; it always resumes the plodding pace back to Trek, however, and rarely does it rest. I shall leave petrified trackways across the internet with the intentionally-vague net-de-plume I have used for more than a decade. I shall eschew fanfiction dot net and those like it, and travel up the tubes to the spawning grounds of alt.startrek.creative annually to deposit my fic in the ancestral location of my birth as ficcer. And I shall mix metaphors gleefully on my blog, dreaming of the glory days at the zendom resort, where we swigged margaritas and threw quarters for poolboys while basking in the meta.

There are about a dozen in jokes in this. Sorry if it isn’t clear. But this AODF is ambling on and leaving them unexplained. You can ask for urls for the wayback machine if you need any clarification.

Lori