The other thing about how is write is this: I love to talk to people. I love to bounce ideas off people. I love to have a group of friends - Pilar, Diesel, Is, Neo, Piggay, Ginni, Ophy, Kath, Snib, Snick, Roly, Boo, Laa and Fox leap immediately to mind, but there have been others - who are there to chat and listen to me and, even when it didn't necessarily mean anything to them, they knew it meant something to me and they did what they could.

Roly, Laa and Boo were, in the past few years, the ones that I talked to and chatted with late into the night and early into the morning. They're the ones that you should thank for a lot of what I put out, since I write better and faster with their help and encouragement.

A lot of the things you'll see in this section have conversations and chats included in them to give you an idea of what I was thinking or where a story was going. These fics are not completed. They WILL NOT be completed. There may be additional ficbits added as I run across them. But do not write me asking me to finish them. It will not happen. It's something you're going to have to live with or you're just going to have to not read them. Sorry about that. But not really.

Thanks to all those who have read and wrote. I tried to answer every email I got and I think I did a good job. I appreciate every single one of you who wrote to me and told me what you thought. You'd all probably be surprised but, when you have a reputation like mine, you don't get much email. People are afraid to write you or sure you get so much mail that another one wouldn't be noticed. They're all noticed and they are my writing lifeblood. If I didn't write you back, I apologize. You did not go unnoticed. And thank you to those of you who read and didn't write. You're just as important to me, and I thank you for sticking with me through the good, the bad, the ugly and the weird. It's been a wild ride.

And a goodbye:

So, here it is, the end of Dawson's Creek and Buffy. They, in the guise of the WB, have sucked away more than a few years of my life, but they've brought me a lot of great things, wonderful friends and experiences I wouldn't trade.

So here, in no particular order are some thanks.

BUFFY:

Kiena, Gylzgirl, and the rest of the IRC crew: even though most of them were B/G shippers, they were nice enough to take me in and show me around this internet thingie.

Serendipity: Her site was my window into the W/X world and through it, I have to say that I met some of the best people in my life.

Tracy - my red pen goddess. Nobody betaed Buffy like Tracy. She was able to maintain that odd distance and remember punctuation in the midst of the hottest of sex scenes. She made me laugh and she made me awww. She also writes amazing fic that gets in Oz's head (no mean feat) and makes my heart hurt somethin' fierce.

Amy - my angst goddess. The only person I know that can make me read and like Buffy/Angel. She was my writing partner on one of the best pieces I think I wrote, my late night muse. She writes amazingly as well and I adore her to bits.

Loki - Xander. Must. Die. She knows this, but still she protests. She got me in to the Posting Board Party. She gives me silly presents that confuse me (hee) and she's wonderful. She writes these tortured little pieces and, even though they're now about sparkly boys, I still love her.

Then, through twists and turns that are too numerable (and long ago) for me to mention (and remember) I met Willa who loved me enough to make me feel better with Pacey and Joey when she had moved on from Willow and Xander, and Pete Milan. Pete is a God. A GOD of W/X fic. He writes them like nobody's business. He feels them and makes you feel for them. And, shock of all shocks, he made me like Tara. And occasionally Anya. And he writes a mean Doyle.

There were others - Terry and Violet and Teri and Monique and so many more that begged for W/X and W/G and wanted more and asked nicely and just made me feel the Buffy love.

Most of all though, beyond the fic writing of it, which I know this is supposed to be about, this has all been for my friend Brad who was so squicked by the thought of W/G fic that I had to write it. Buffy was OUR show. And I miss him.

DAWSON'S CREEK:

Wow. I'm not even sure where to begin with this one. I mean, all my Buffy girls were still by my side during DC (even Pete in a more Buffy Guy way) but along the way I found these amazing people who are (even more amazingly) my friends.

Tammy - for introducing me to FF, to Capeside Diaries, to Liz and, most importantly of all, to Pilar.

Pilar - There are not enough words, babe. Nothing can describe what your friendship meant and will always mean to me. You dug the weirdest shit from my brain and made it funny and good and disturbing and a million other things that I never would have been without you. Our friendship started with a death and has only gotten better from there.

Liz - who dragged me kicking and screaming (and pretty sure everyone hated me) to FF and to MBTV where I met:

The Core Four: Isadora, Diesel, Ginni and Neo. They were, by far, the coolest kids on the block and I was scared to death of them. Since then I've learned that Is is the shippiest shippah of all, Diesel is my brain twin, Ginni doesn't have an accent (riiiiight) and Neo is so stealthy you cannot see her in the dark. They're still the coolest kids on the block, but at least I can say they're my friends.

Along with them, I met Piggay (a gay man in a woman's body), herman (the sickest bastard in Indonesia…which is a good thing), Snick (who is, by all outward appearances, normal) snib (who disappears when the getting gets good), JoJo (who disappeared for good, which was bad) and Kath. There's too much to say about Kath, but the one thing I'll always remember is the uterus picture behind her head when I first met her.

All of these people and others too numerous to mention (see: Paceyporn.com These folks have given me too many moments, too many friendships to detail. I love them all dearly and have, in one form or another, written something just for them. I am scribe to their commands.

Foxlet and Laa - too young for all of this and too old to be young. They amuse me and I adore them, and they both have inferiority complexes that are amusing in their complete wrongness. And who I hope will never grow old, but will someday grow up so they'll stop talking about HIGH SCHOOL. Hee

Boo - Out of the kindness of her heart, Boo offered to beta for me. Some might be cynical and say it was just for a chance to read the fic early and to try and influence it (not that she has a P/Jen preference or anything). She was my grammar gal when Diesel went out and got a life (sheesh) and a wonderful friend who owes me many hours of chatting now that she's done the same.

Roly - Nothing is better than bonding over naked boys, huh? All bare, sweaty pecs aside, Roly's not just my friend, she cracks my shit up with her betas, she listens to me bitch and moan about the lack of muses and she gives me fic almost whenever I ask her. And she's willing to stay up late to humor me.

I can't blame DC on any one person (save Joshua Jackson, I fear), but no matter how bad a show it was, how crappy the writing managed to be, how deeply they buried any semblance of continuity, it will always have a place in my heart for the people I bonded with over exactly those issues. I may not have the best taste in shows, but I certainly have damn good taste in people.

And, uh, I mean that last sentence in a non-cannibal type of way.

5/15/03