somniloquence

I'm just a timid lurker who reads your LJ because I love your Spuffy fiction so much and enjoy your comments. Now, of course, I have added you to my (long) list of worries because of your work situation, or lack thereof.

I meant to comment when I read in an earlier post that you were having difficulty picking up Measure of a Man and were, instead, working on another story. I know you have to work at the dictates of your muse but I do hope you'll get back to Measure of a Man sometime soon; it's a wonderful story. Like you, stories in which Spike moves on to a life without Buffy make my Spuffy-loving heart quiver in distress and incipient outrage. Well, I just can't help it! Call me a fool for love but I don't care how beautifully Spike is portrayed; I want a Spike who's beautifully written with Buffy.

There are only a few fanfiction writers who don't madden me with execrable English and/or puerile characterization, so the amount of readable Buffy fiction is, for my purposes, vanishingly small. I'm pitifully reliant on the writers whose work I love, and I expect to be bereft when they move on to other things. You write a Spike and Buffy who affect my heart, my mind, my imagination. You allow me to stay in the story from beginning to end without the unwelcome appearance of my inner critic and her nasty little red pencil. I'm always ravenous for more. Pretty please.
Simplepog