Nov. 20th, 2006

ladyofavalon77: (Charles (He's My Man!))
Well after a glorious weekend it was time to head back to work and the usual drudgery. I hate banking and selling and anything to do with financial institutions. I really need to go back to school...doing something I like. Anyways, enough of that, this should be a cheerful posts...complaining is highly overrated...though it feels good *giggles* 

Reflections on the Fall Finale of Lost...and of course Brothers and Sisters! )
So that takes care of TV. I recently joined a community devoted to Ron Rifkin and Patricia Wettig. They are SUCH the hot couple no matter what anyone says and my good friend [livejournal.com profile] whenidream     was sweet enough to go ahead and create the community so we can start recruiting potential members. If you like these two in Alias, Brothers & Sisters or even Broadway, please join! We'd love to have you!!! The community is called:

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And since it's Monday, time for some fan fiction. I went through another dry spell for awhile before the last two chapters started coming to me more easily. Now I'm working on fan videos and graphic design projects as I wait to pen Chapter 16 and think of other fun ideas like a good death for Charles that actually MEANS something...not whimsical and stupid like Stephen Saunder's was. Here's crossing my fingers that they will do him justice and he'll be able to redeem himself with Martha! At any rate, the following piece of fiction was inspired by the idea that the whole airfield scene was just a masquerade to make Graham and his men think Charles was complying with his demands when in reality he had already turned himself in and was going undercover to bring the whole organization down. She and Charles would have to separate so it would look like they really had been torn asunder but not before having a few last words with each other... 

  The Last Goodbye (G)...What If Everything Was Just A Fabricated Lie... )


Tell my husband I'll call him when I'm good and ready...not a moment before.

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