Blame it on Joss.
He imagined Buffy and Giles and Xander and
Willow and Dawn and Anya and oh-how-could-we-ever-forget Spike. He imagined them and set them lose in the Buffyverse, changing
television forever.
But all good things must come to an end. I've
memorized the episodes. I could Beat the Geeks with my knowledge of which episodes include accidental reflections of vampires
and which are considered foreshadowing of Dawn's eventual arrival in Sunnydale among the fandom. Speaking of fandom, I've
devoured the writings of all the major fanfic authors, and many that I tripped over googling "Spuffy fanfic."
Nope, it is over. I've run out of stories to read and so I'm forced to write.
For fun, not profit. Send your checks to Mutant Enemy, but share your tales with me: verity_watson@yahoo.com
For now, the only fic at this page is Drenched, a very W-I-P, very NC-17 adventure
sparked by those "fill-in-the-blank-between-Smashed-and-Wrecked" challenges. I read some outstanding interpretations of the
lost hours. But out here in the viewing audience, we didn't miss a few hours - we waited a whole week to see the morning
after. And so I decided to write a week's worth of betwixt and between ... and in the process, birthed a whole new 'verse.
