I hope it is brown sugar. Because there is a filly-sized amount of it coming your way:

I can't tell what I will write about her exactly yet. But I have a few intriguing ideas going through my head already and I will do more brainstorming on the weekend.
Expect more details about her fic soon.^^

I hate admitting defeat.

If you're curious how much I hate admitting it, go look at To Serve In Hell. There were any number of moments over its three-year gestation when I could've just thrown in the towel and walked away. But I just kept clawing my way toward the finish line, however slowly, and however impossible it seemed to get there at times.

I hate admitting defeat.

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