So, after Dad threw the main lightswitch and back up again without *gulp* frying my 'puters and we --as in me, Ma, Da and Bro-- hugged and kissed and wished each other a great new year, instead of opening my presents, I pulled up and read two SG-1 stories, one new, one old, both from my all-time favorite author: 'Twenty-Nine' (I virtually tied my hands behind my back to keep me from reading it when she posted it) and 'Discovery'. It's five hours, a desk-chair cushion, a panty hose, one Spiderman/one Darth Tyranus action figures and two large pieces of bun later and I've read more beautiful stories from kres and troyswann and cofax7 and sef1029 and katie_m and icarusancalion and other fabulous writers who I hope won't mind that my first choice was destina. ;) Unexpected bonus; writing a 94-word paragraph from General!Jack's POV that I didn't know was there, until it poured out of me like rain waiting weeks under my skin for the right moment to drip from my fingertips...
Forgive the mush; I'm still affected by the sight of a double rainbow, the last thing I saw out of my window for 2004. =)
So. It looks like I'm going to spend 2005 reading magnificent new stories from D and writing mediocre drabbles. =)
Who needs new-year resolutions when there is fandom? =D
Happy, Creative New Year everyone! =)