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I have to confess--this was the first Muppet thing I wrote, and I wrote it, well, a few years ago. Most of my other stories have stemmed from this story, this premise--that Kermit sortof wakes up one day and realizes that he's too busy persuing fame and the almighty dollar to actually enjoy the...

Chapter 1: A Lucky Frog Kermit adjusted his tie before the dresser mirror, straightening his collar a little in the process. Although clothes are always optional for frogs, Kermit enjoyed dressing up once in a while, and he wanted to look his professional best today. With a final...

Short and sweet it is!

What sort of assumptions do you make when writing Muppet Stories? Here are some things I've been pondering a bit: Do we believe that The Muppet Show was a theatre production, or was it a television show shot in a theatre? The way we, the viewers--experience it implies that we are seeing...

Prologue It was dark and quite late when Kermit inserted his key into the lock of the sprawling Spanish-style home he and Piggy had bought shortly after the studio had offered him a corner office. “At least,” he though dismally, “she hasn’t changed the locks.” Piggy’s meteoric rise to...

Ooh--yea! I love turnabout! What a wonderful sequel to the first story, Leyla! Now I'm going to sleep happy, knowing that my frog and pig are gonna cozy up when the curtain goes down! Kissy, kissy.

Oh good--I was SO nervous! Thank goodness we're both ushy-gushy types! You haven't offended me at all, and I am glad that we are writing friends. Creativity begats creativity, and that's a good thing. You are absolutely correct that Kermit consistently denies everything about their...

Oh, I like your writing Leyla--I like it a lot--but I do not like this story very much so far. I don't mind to see Kermit and Piggy spat--heaven knows--but I just adored the way Kermit looked around the big church, saw his friends, saw Piggy who loved him and said, with great firmness, "I do."...

It's okay, Piggy honey. We don't have to fight. We'll get you picked up off the floor, cleaned up a little, I'll grab my feather boa and we'll go pick up some cute sailors. Preferably short green ones.

I think there's always the temptation to look at the work of an artist--any kind of artist--and say, "Aha! I know what you (the artist) are really like! It's obvious to me what you were thinking!" In reality, however, most artists use their life just like they use other materials, using the...

I'm slow to keep up with everyone else's writing, but I enjoyed reading through this one tonight. You have a wonderful ear for dialogue, Leyla (and I'm very picky about dialogue) which I think is one of the most important aspects of capturing character--so much so that you don't have to litter...

What do you call Miss Piggy after too much champagne? Potted Ham!

Don't sweat it, sweetie--I wasn't actually criticizing your typing--just having fun with the thought of Animal starting his own "grope." Or Sam the Eagle being groped. Or what would happen to someone who tried to grope Piggy. (Obviously, I need to get out more.)

Thanks, you guys! I'm so glad you liked this one--it was SUCH fun to write! I have another one with more Janice in it (and Camilla) but I've got to clean it up a little before posting it. I'm enjoying everybody's fanfic (i.e. it's so nice to know I'm not the only lunatic out here writing...

Gonzo's a snappy dresser! Two quick notes--I absolutely adore the way Gonzo dresses--if he was my age, I'd want to date him (Sorry hubby). Such verve, such style, such complete disregard for what anyone else thinks! (And he has GREAT shoes!) The other thing I wanted to mention was that...

I would pick Miss Piggy, who would have her accountant do it for us while we ate take-out Chinese food. And I would get to deduct my feather boas.

Gropes? Whoa! We're going for a PG rating, right? (Just kidding--your typo made me laugh out loud with a few interesting mental images!) I LOVE the idea of the Muppets doing a musical. How about "My Fair Pyggy." ("My Fair Lady was based on the George Bernard Shaw play "Pygmalian".)...

Now that I have a pair

Veterinarian’s Hospital was going to the dogs. Despite their best efforts to pull themselves back from the brink of hilarity, it was no use. Rowlf gave up any pretense of composure and howled with laughter, leaning back on the examining table prop so hard that Gonzo began to slide off the other...

Longfellow wrote some wonderful pieces. Incidentally, you do mean "English" poets as in "from England" as opposed to English-speaking poets, or do you?