"a cherishing so deep...i am living. i remember you."

This morning, I retrieved my copy of Things Shaped In Passing and rooted around a bit, eventually settling on Marie Howe's "What the Living Do":


( What the Living Do )

recs (from this morning's browse thru the f-list)

I'm admiring violet_quill's Fire Breathers , written for the "Now That We Know The Boy Is Hot Let's Get Him Laid Before He Kicks It" challenge...

After a few moments, Charlie poured the contents of the pot into two mugs and handed one to Cedric. He leaned against the countertop and took a sip before saying thoughtfully, "The thing is, you just need to think like a dragon."
Cedric took a swallow and then set his mug down on the nearby table. "I'm... not really sure I know what a dragon thinks like."
Charlie rubbed the back of his neck and frowned a little. "Well, I suppose... hmm. Hey, you saw the Horntail breathing fire just now, right?"
"Yeah. Kind of hard to miss."
"Right. Just imagine what it's like to have that inside you. The fire. It's got to be so consuming. Just wanting to shoot out at any second. You see?"

...and also the Snupin Santa comment porn over at snegurochka_lee's...

...and also McKay's Snape and Dumbledore Christmas drabble for mcamy, and the artpad sketch someone gave to theladyfeylene...

*even more impatient now...want more, want mine...*

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Woke up this morning from a dream in which I was deep in a closet while a deranged and well-armed OFC murdered both Snape and Lupin. It wasn't quite as harrowing as the one last week from which I literally woke up screaming (having dreamt that I'd set my study on fire), but still.

It's clearly past time to ply my subconscious with better fodder, so I'm going to resort to the meme being circulated by thermidor and others. (Okra mousse. I swear.) Help, y'all:

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.