First, THANK YOU for telling me about the error. NaNo makes Allie even more scatterbrained than usual, and that's saying a lot! It's all fixed now.
Must ask - do they really climb up the windows?
Yes, they really do! We have tons of them in Mississippi (where I live now), and they slither up and down my kitchen windows every time we have a rainy spell.
There's a story behind this fic, wanna hear it? I'll tell it anyway. About this time last year some tree frogs had an orgy in my hot tub and spawned hundreds of tadpoles. The creatures lived there happily until the first cold snap came along, and then we had a dilemma. We had to run the jets so the water wouldn't freeze, but running the jets would make tadpole soup. How to save the tadpoles? I brought this problem to my ever-helpful flist, who laughed their asses off. holycitygirl said she didn't have any advice for me, but I should fic Sawyer getting killed by tree frogs. (Now mind you, this was MONTHS before we saw the frog-murder on Lost), so I did! Sorta, only without the "killing" part. As for the RL tadpoles, we scooped 'em out and relocated 'em to a pond, where I hope they lived happily ever after. ;)
THANK YOU for catching up with this from the beginning. I think there's actually going to be a third prologue (yeah, I get carried away easily) to make the transition between "Third Saturday in October" and "Spectrum" a little bit clearer, but if you decide to go ahead and read "Spectrum" I don't think it'll make that much difference as all of the parts I've posted so far have can be read as stand-alones. And...I'm talking your ear off, aren't I?...but thanks for signing up! I'm enjoying getting to know you! ♥
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Must ask - do they really climb up the windows?
Yes, they really do! We have tons of them in Mississippi (where I live now), and they slither up and down my kitchen windows every time we have a rainy spell.
There's a story behind this fic, wanna hear it? I'll tell it anyway. About this time last year some tree frogs had an orgy in my hot tub and spawned hundreds of tadpoles. The creatures lived there happily until the first cold snap came along, and then we had a dilemma. We had to run the jets so the water wouldn't freeze, but running the jets would make tadpole soup. How to save the tadpoles? I brought this problem to my ever-helpful flist, who laughed their asses off.
THANK YOU for catching up with this from the beginning. I think there's actually going to be a third prologue (yeah, I get carried away easily) to make the transition between "Third Saturday in October" and "Spectrum" a little bit clearer, but if you decide to go ahead and read "Spectrum" I don't think it'll make that much difference as all of the parts I've posted so far have can be read as stand-alones. And...I'm talking your ear off, aren't I?...but thanks for signing up! I'm enjoying getting to know you! ♥