Okay, you have just successfully woken me up this morning *without* coffee (you ninja!reccer, you :-)) ::blinks, blushes, beams at you in thanks:: Shoes was my Brave New World fic, during which writing morphed from You Can't Be Serious -- Seriously, You're Writing an Honest-to-God Story ??? to Can't Stop, Can't Stop, God Help Me, I Can't Stop... Also it was the wedge in the door to meeting people who've become cherished friends & to learning the joys of being part of a fandom community of wonderful people. I'm now feeling sentimental as all get out (and I thank you for that, too -- it's a great way to start the morning, a reminder of all my fannish blessings).

(Um. I have a My Face Is Red -- for reasons other than blushing -- moment going on here: my former website address is supposed to actually be kaput by now, even though earthlink keeps hanging on to it. The new/real/dependable-upon address for the website is actually:

http://www.janedavitt.com/tverano/

and for the story is:

http://www.janedavitt.com/tverano/polishing.htm )