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Two Malts Please. Chocolate
Sep. 1st, 2010 02:35 am I think that joining Live Journal has let me embrace both imperfection and also a level of creepiness that usually I have to think about for a long time before I'm comfortable showing it around.
Where did this come from? Not sure. I've been thinking about Steampunk for a while—a fascinating blend of genres and ideas— and also got a D. H. Lawrence book-on-tape from the library today. Also thinking about Howling Mad Murdock from the A-Team. And these combined into this creepy flash fic fragment? Perhaps so.
Title: Two Malts Please. Chocolate.
Warnings: insanity? McDonald's?
Word count: 307
Author notes: original fic; no beta; uncertain antecedents (see above); undetermined future.
( When she speaks it reminds him of poetry, but something dark... )( When she speaks it reminds him of poetry, but something dark... )
Where did this come from? Not sure. I've been thinking about Steampunk for a while—a fascinating blend of genres and ideas— and also got a D. H. Lawrence book-on-tape from the library today. Also thinking about Howling Mad Murdock from the A-Team. And these combined into this creepy flash fic fragment? Perhaps so.
Title: Two Malts Please. Chocolate.
Warnings: insanity? McDonald's?
Word count: 307
Author notes: original fic; no beta; uncertain antecedents (see above); undetermined future.
( When she speaks it reminds him of poetry, but something dark... )( When she speaks it reminds him of poetry, but something dark... )
