Like Trying to Hide the Daylight From the Sun

My dearly beloved Roomie is not a participant in fandom, but she watches most of the same things that I do, reads a lot of the same things I do, and teases me for my fanfiction and internet addiction in general.  This leads to exchanges like this one from last night, when I finally watched Avatar on her parents' Home Theater System of Doom:

Me:  Eww... ganglia.  Do the Na'vi stick those into everything?
Roomie:  Pretty much.  They also have tails.
Me:  ::shudders::  Remind me never to read the fanfic.
Roomie:  ::grins::  Rule 34 is a cruel mistress.

( Some other fun fandom observations from Roomie in the last few weeks )
In other news, my sncross_bigbang  fic got claimed by an artist!  It's very exciting, I can't wait to see what she comes up with.  I'm also looking at the story for the first time in about a week this weekend - having given myself a break, I'm hoping I'll be able to see the text with clearer, more objective eyes.  Deadline's May 3rd for both me and the artist, it's going to be really exciting for me to see what this fic's final form looks like (and you'll all be happy that I've stopped nattering about it)

Recently I've been writing a cliffhanger challenge fic withbooster17 .  Well, three of them, actually.  Unlike some of these that I've written before, it hasn't derailed into complete crack enjoyable only to those privy to dozens of private in-jokes, which is remarkable.  And it also contains the first original character in it that I've ever came up with and actually liked.

His name is Clark and he's a seven-foot tall, cowboy-hat-wearing, keyboard-playing, lisping lizard.  Booster threw him at me during the first story in a mad attempt to move the milieu of the story out of the Wild West, and he's stuck around ever since, playing the hero on more than one occasion and always good for the occasional wise crack or joke.  We've discovered that he's the old organist from the Temple of Offler on the Discworld, has a prehensile tail, and a prehensile tongue.  More than once it's been hinted that the lisp isn't just because of his pointed teeth, as he's cozied up to both Captain Jack and Captain John (though he always keeps his eyes open for pretty girls too).

I enjoy writing this character.  I've never written much anything creatively outside of fanfic, so this is new to me.  Sure, he's as much booster17 's as he is mine, but for once it feels like I've put something truly original out there.   Of course, he probably owes something to Frobisher, but I hardly consider that to be a bad thing.