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Aww, that is very sweet of you! Glad to have helped inspire you to your own writing. But... why NOT post your stories? So what if they aren't the greatest? Like I said... I look back at my early stuff now, and I can't help but cringe. The first one I wrote and posted was Destination: Home, and...

Hey. Old timer here. Not looking to make a come back; just happened to poke my head in to re-read an old story someone posted that was on my mind. Everyone has said, and I'll reiterate: life happens, and it tends to interfere with things, and fanfic just doesn't get to be the highest priority...

Right, so, let's see if I remember how to post here... Hi! I still exist. I still write when I can, too, just not necessarily anything that would be posted here. But Fraggle Rock has totally invaded my brain lately. So last night, when I was supposed to be working on homework, well... this...

It is very interesting rereading this one as a hospital patient. Yes, you did read that right. Currently in a hospital bed myself, waiting for medication to kick in at the moment. Oddly enough, I may actually be inspired to finally write the next chapter, starting in the morning. Not that I...

So Slackbot, I know you said there's no need to thank you, but I firmly disagree. I feel the need to lavish praise upon you. This is a brilliant idea. A Gift A cute little one-shot that has something to do with a six-ounce frog and a harmonica. Not really specific to the holiday season, but...

Someday, someday, I will actually write and post the Muppet Christmas Carol revision I've had rolling around in my brain for... I'd say at least seven or eight years now. But for now, I will just give this one a friendly holiday bump. It's important, you see, because this is the first Christmas...

I will actually sit down and read this thread at some point when I feel actually capable of sitting down. Because you see today is a very big day, such a big exciting day that I was so excited to start it that I woke up somewhere around two in the morning, which is a problem because that is...

I am not here. Very obviously, I am not here. I'm either sleeping or sleeping, or possibly writing, because I'd still like to meet that 50,000 word goal for November no matter how sick I've been. But regardless, I'm not here. But really, the primary reason I'm not here is because I haven't...

Whoa, hold it--Beth C?!? What? Now I KNOW I'm dreaming. It's great to see you! Welcome back! I'm glad to see you're getting back to writing, too, or at least trying to. Don't worry about trying to "write like you did then"; write like you do now, and it will be wonderful. That's my entirely...

Behind the Brave Mask "Hi Boober," Gobo said as he pushed through the curtain into his friend's cave. Boober looked up from the radish he'd been slicing. "Oh, Gobo! Good. You can help," he said. "How are Red and Mokey?" "Oh... Well..." Gobo pulled his lips tight, trying to hold back a...

I realized as I was writing this that I have never posted any Fraggle Rock fanfic. I've written bits and pieces of stories that are my usual heart-wrenching, over-complicated, epic-length creations... but never posted anything. Which is probably good, because my track record for finishing any of...

So. I was feeling tired and icky and bored and unhappy about a ridiculously sore throat, and I wandered onto MC and started flipping through the Fanfic/Fanart forum, and came across the "Slackbot draws stuff" thread. And I thought, "Ooh, I bet I've missed a bunch! Let's see..." And I very much...

...Man, do I feel OLD!

Chapter Eighty-Two Kermit read on and on as Robin’s letter described his birthday celebration and how all of the Muppets were getting along with all of the inhabitants of the swamp—and the swamp itself. They don’t all like sleeping on the ground, so we made beds! I helped. Not everyone...

Yes, Vin, you ARE awake! But TheWeirdoGirl isn't. Or at least, not anymore... Oops. Ready for the next shocker? The next shocker is... I'll probably post more tomorrow! I say "probably," because it depends whether or not I shoot my computer first. I'm having some issues. Microsoft Word keeps...

Chapter Eighty-One It was the end of the day, and Chris was sweeping up Hooper’s Store, whistling to himself about the people in the neighborhood, when he saw a newspaper that someone had left on the floor. It was open to a page that had the headline SESAME’S FORESIGHT. “Huh,” he said as he...

This is the one story that I promise, you should never give up waiting for until the day it's done.

Chapter Eighty Like most military forces in the Middle East, they still primarily traveled by pushing their vehicles to conserve fuel, which seemed to be getting scarcer and scarcer. It made for very slow going. The distance they would have usually traveled in a day could now take weeks to...

I no longer remember what got me thinking about this story again today. But I started re-reading it, and also happened to watch a couple episodes of NCIS that happened to address PTSD... and just now finished re-reading. And I should have been in bed at least three hours ago. But I just...

Heh. Funny. "Hog" has entirely positive connotations in my mind. A hog could be a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, for instance, and that's the first thing I think of. Both of my parents have one of those. Then of course I think of HoG as in Heart of Gold, which is very long and has lots of chapters...