I knew it was just a matter of time. I knew it. I prepared myself ... I said, "Mel, don't let it shock you. You know it's bound to happen."

I haven't felt this squicked since I stumbled over the Paul McCartney mpreg and we all know what fresh hell that was. Now I'm not for a moment saying it shouldn't be written ... everyone has the right to write what they like. I'm just saying that, well, my brain imploded at the sight. It is most definitely my problem but well, it is my problem.

The H/W novel is still being beta'd. My beta (who is excellent and dear and profoundly patient with me) is having a real life situation so it'll be a couple of more days. I'll be putting up a download link to it when it's ready. This link will only be left up for two weeks before it's moved since I have to watch out for the trolls.

Is it me or is veggie thin crust pizza just noxious? I think I'd rather eat rice cakes ... and that's only a little better than gnawing on styrofoam.