Saga Pink Nails and Drinking Games. (Updated 2/6)

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Happy Hug-a-Lurker Day!

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*KR*

 

Just upping in case anybody hasn't seen this and so desires to reply . . . or delurk.

*KR*

 

Up?

 

Delurking, started this on fanfiction.net. can't wait for more.

 

(I have the feeling that I already posted a comment on FF.net, but oh well... )

Now where's Han when Leia needs him?

And I know I'm awfully late for this, but... Happy Birthday, KnightedRogue! (I'm leaving my teenage years behind next September, can't wait for it! )

 

So, more?

 

Prudence: Are you my friend, PrudenceChan from ffn?

Ish: Yeah. Once I get my act together.

*KR*

 

KR, post???

Chrys

 

Chrys: Life just sucks sometimes. I'm in the process of drafting it out - staring blindly into my storyboard and wondering how on earth I'm going to manage to make this plot coherent. I've also got choreography looming over my head. But I maintain that I'll post soon - as guilt does wonders for my motivation, and that everyone who is anyone seems to be reviving their long-neglected stories (And I love it - thank you J-Girl, LP, and LL )

to the lovely reader that nominated this story for the SFFAs! You've brightened my spirits considerably!

*KR*

 

Awww, poor thing. If you need help hashing out...

 

You do know that the longer you stay away from a story, the more I forget the storyline! (GO is OLD) Update! Before I get more gray hairs....

 

Hello... hello... hello...

You know that a board has been forgotten when it echoes. Come back, KR, come back!


Chrys

 

Edit: Oops, double post. Sorry.

 

More soon!!! This is incredibly good... Funny, but also with a gripping plot and human heart. More, please!


A. Windsor

 

Hey guys,

This is my explanation for past neglect and the lack of response to your very kind ups and nudges to update.

Some of you know that I'm a dance choreographer when I'm not studying and writing frat parties. I've been preparing for about a month now and will teach routines and technique at a camp that begins on Tuesday and continues for two weeks, where I'll be completely out of contact and unable to find any time to think coherently outside of "grand jete, pas de bourree, scissor switch" etc, etc. (I know, I know. My French is amazing, isn't it?)

Meaning "Pink Nails" gets put on hiatus for at least two weeks, and very probably more while I stare at my storyboard and hover between writing and editing. Getting a chapter out to you takes quite a bit of time; most of you are authors yourself and know the feeling. As I said on another bio: the good news is that I have the storyboard completed, and the bad news is that it's being put away for a couple more weeks.

Thank you in advance for your support and non-hatred. I hope you guys continue to check in periodically and see if Leia ever figures out what the hell is going on on IE. Thank you kindly.

Love you all,
KR

 

. Getting a chapter out to you takes quite a bit of time; most of you are authors yourself and know the feeling. - They do???

That's ok....take your time!

 

I haven't gotten to any of the recent postings, but what I have read so far its really good. Really does portray college life for what it is, especially for social outcasts, like myself... The part where Leia tells of the frat boy was awesomely funny. It is really hard to find semi-intelligent people too. Good thing my college has a club specifically for us scifi/fantasy gamer geeks.

EDIT: Side thought... I've been listening to the New Pornographers, for some really ODD reason their music really seems to work perfectly with your story.

 

Hey, we understand and we'll wait patiently!

 

GreatOne, that's just hitting below the belt! Not all of us have that turbo muse of yours. Speaking of which, when will you start writing your next story?

KnightedRogue: Don't let GreatOne's teasing bother you --we'll wait as long as need be! Good luck with the dance camp. I'm sure you'll do a great job, and I expect a report about your experiences when you are done. I'm looking forward to more of the story when you get a chance.

 

KR, take your dear sweet time! After all...I can't complain! It's not like I'm trying to write anything, so I pretty much worship all you great writers! Being a dance choreographer sounds like a blast! *starts doing her Napolean Dynamite moves*

 

This thread deserves a quick kick in the seat UP to the top of the boards!

 

*enters thread, looks around hopefully, hangs head*

There's no one here!

Hope you're doing well, KR!Best of luck with the choreography.


Chrys

 

Okay! Do I still have readers after a rather extended cyber-death? Yes? Well, okay then.

Author responses are forthcoming. It's 12:14am here in the Pacific Northwest, and I'm quite tired; please forgive my lack. I'll get back to you lovely people soon. I'm just so excited to have more to share with you that I can't wait until tomorrow.

This chapter has been two weeks in the making, from various drafts and revisions to the point where I'm so nervous to post it, it's ridiculous. This is not to say that I'm fishing for compliments here. Please be honest with your comments! I'm just letting you know I've not abandoned you and have been writing for the past few weeks. Thank you!

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The ?delights? part of ?recreational delights? was highly subjective, Leia decided, depending completely on the species, gender, and age of the participant.

And their involvement in Ganscorp business affairs.

Not that she hadn?t enjoyed the Rivaucnev City aquarium; the sheer
magnificence of the admissions price was enough to drop her jaw. And the moving boardwalk had been highly fascinating: fascinating, that is, until she?d been hit in the head by three human brothers tossing Filimian crabs to each other in an effort to get her comm frequency. And the enchanting way the morning meal, afternoon meal, and the evening meal, all procured outside of Mrs. Sorreh?s culinary disaster area, were products of the same set of sea creatures to which Leia had quickly discovered she was allergic.

The ?recreational delights? may have, at some points in her life, been truly delightful. Ivoen, even while attempting to maintain her adult façade, seemed to be awestruck by the most minute elements of the seaside town. Having spent many, many hours alone here in her younger years, she?d confided in Leia, Ivoen felt herself right in the center of her childhood fantasies and wouldn?t go back to the university if it paid her.

[i]Right. I'd agree with you there.[/i]

At this point, however, Leia felt more like the tossed Filimian crabs than a participant in any activity to which she was subject. With the sudden realization that she had unknowingly sacrificed Krem Nusorreh-Duil to the IE authorities, Leia had found herself intrigued less by ?recreational delights? than by her own guilt. Careful not to let her self-loathing show, she playacted the part of Rimmas Stribur as the Sorreh?s attempted vacation and kept watch for new information at all times.

And kept a clear, open eye on Leorime Sorreh.

That, after all, was quickly becoming Priority Number One.

?Rimmas, are you planning on swimming??

Leia looked up at the inquiring tone of Mrs. Sorreh, and then at the large expanse of blue behind the older women?s back. [i]Swimming?[/i] A quick glance at the not-very-public, restricted pool insured that, while relatively desolate, there was nonetheless a small supply of humans frolicking ? a word Leia was sure she would have [i]never[/i] used were the circumstances not so similar to what had passed for royal frolicking at the House Organa ? within the water.

She hurried her eyes back to the Ivoen?s mother, whose gaze had softened and melted at the sight of Leia?s apparent horror. ?Oh, dear, I didn?t mean to be so heartless! You do know how to swim, don?t you, dear??

[i]Why, no, actually, if it?ll get you off my back.[/i] ?Well ? ?

?Because I have taught beginning aquatics at the center for years! In fact, that?s how Leorime and I met, it was so lovely ? ?

?Well, actually ? ?

? ? and, anyway, perhaps you?d like a quick lesson? It would take hardly any time at all, and I?d be happy to get the training equipment out, it?ll just take a second ? ?

?It?s quite alright, Mrs. Sorreh. I can swim just fine, really.? [i]No way you?re coming near me with any ?equipment?, you old, overzealous, deranged bat ?[/i]

?Good, you?ll be needing a set of swimwear, of course??

Leia closed her eyes and envisioned how Solo would react should he ever find out what exactly she?d worn during this particular part of her vacation. [i]He?d ta

 

Ahhh! You DID post here! Your Subject line failed to change.

Anyway.... like I said.... nice postie! More soon, I hope?

 

I know! The subject line won't change. It's frustrating! I wonder if this is the same thing that happened to J-Girl?

*KR*