My mom is a zombie!

My mother, who is active in politics in New Hampshire, was asked to be in a commercial for a gubernatorial candidate she supports. The result is here. She is one of the zombies in the crowd. Yes, zombies.

(The background on this is: all NH governors and candidates for governor are asked to sign a pledge saying they won't raise taxes or introduce any new taxes. Yes, American politics at its finest. And this candidate says the pledge-takers are zombies. I just say, BRRAAIIINNSSSS.)

Meanwhile, I am (oh help) working on two fics simultaneously, and enjoying the morning's cool weather (won't last, unfortunately).

ETA: I love writing characters like Hathaway, because I can just let loose with words. The trouble with warding off grief and remorse by means of industry was that he solved the case all too soon, through perseverance and logic and damnable luck: a thinking machine burrowing into the soft heart of malfeasance like a monstrous drill. Much too fun.

Yes, I am working on the Betans too. :)

A couple more DVD commentaries

I can keep on doing these forever, so if you still want to request something, go ahead.

Penwiper26 asked for a clip from "Offerings," and then mentioned the boat scene as well, so I went ahead and did that too.

First of all, L, you know me too well; this is one of my favorite bits in one of my favorite fics. I loved writing this story: the snappy dialogue and the friendship relieving Gregor of all that darkness, and the chance to write Gregor POV in a not-horrible situation.

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