From: "L-Soft list server at Indiana University (1.8d)" To: "ARTF@MemoryAlpha.nil" File: "LOISCLA-GENERAL-L LOG9802A" ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 00:02:39 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Stefanie Slifer Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Okay, I'll jump in, too. >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? Personally, I'm a student and babysitter. However, I'm 16, so I could probably get a job; I'd love to work in a bookstore (stemming, of course, from the fact that I love to read and have tried my hand at fiction writing). >Personally, I think there is a stereotype out there that implies that people who >read/write/want to write anything romantic or showing love or warmth between two >people are sappy, foolish, bubbleheaded human beings. We're not?! Oh, sorry. (Actually I prefer the term "romantically inclined" ) >So... what do we do when we're not in CyberSpace? Like I said, I'm a student. . .a sophomore in HS. I homeschool (and no, I'm not the stereotypical naive, sheltered, dummy who hasn't learned anything). I babysit (in fact, I just got back from a job at 11pm and by 11:30 I was at the computer ) for two families who live on an Air Force Base near us. I basically spend my days doing school, sewing, doing small crafts, running errands with my mom and/or my granny, watching L&C whenever I can, Wed. nights I go to church, as well as Sundays, and I'm involved in the youth choir as a soprano and librarian/officer. >And further, how does that affect our writing/reading habits? I love Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys books (although I'm growing out of them, I still collect them and plan on passing them on to my children) and read those every so often. I get stuck with a lot of school related reading (can we say 20 *long* chapters of Biology? Oh, and five book reports *every year*, along with my other 10 textbook subjects!) I love fanfic and read it off of the computer whenever I can spare the time, however I did print one fic out to read on the bus to a retreat. I've had very little time to read anything, really, although I used to read every night before going to sleep. So, a pretty basic, boring life. Hey, you asked, I told . Bye, y'all! Hugs, Stefanie =) cute6@juno.com LL: Was that supposed to be sarcasm? CK: What? That wasn't clear enough? "Operation Blackout" _____________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 00:18:19 -0600 Reply-To: ginachar@horizon.hit.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: GINA AND CHARLIE JONES Subject: Re: What do we do when we're not in CyberSpace MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hiya! Okay......I'll join in as well. :) Just to make things clear....I am NOT a teacher too!!! I am a warrants clerk (i.e. secretary/notary public/coffee maker/file filer/phone answerer/letter typer/public greeter/big sister/little sister/mother/daughter/advise giver) at the local sheriff's department. When I am not working, I am usually on the computer, reading fanfic (l&c and others), watching TV, doing housework, or just being with my family. I am married (2 years) with two great step-sons (9 and 7) and a great dog named Biscuit. I live in a small town where everyone knows everything about everyone and I am finding out that I don't mind it as much as I used to. My husband, Charlie is great and has never said a bad thing to me about the amount of time I spend reading the list and chatting on IRC. I have been on the list for a few months now and have only spoken up a few times. Hopefully that will change in the future. You all are a great bunch of FoLC! If you want to find out more about me and my family, check out our website at www.geocities.com/hollywood/studio/5968. Until next time............ Gina Jones (loisrae on IRC) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 01:39:01 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nethra Ankam Subject: Re: Kathy's Challenge In-Reply-To: <199802010506.AAA17652@r02n06.cac.psu.edu> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" >And to keep this going, and perhaps get into the punchlines bit >(yes, I know, no spoilers), a lot of stories have a bit of poetry >at the end -- which one ends with a Bible verse? > >Peace I know! Aliens and Strangers by Susan Stone. I love that story!! Nethra ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 00:52:45 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melissa Day Hall Subject: Re: Kathy's Challenge MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; x-mac-type="54455854"; x-mac-creator="4D4F5353" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > And to keep this going, and perhaps get into the punchlines bit > (yes, I know, no spoilers), a lot of stories have a bit of poetry > at the end -- which one ends with a Bible verse? Oh- I should know this- I JUST read it- about an hour ago. Aliens and Strangers by Susan Stone Misha ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 01:13:19 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Everett Subject: Re: Kathy's Challenge In-Reply-To: <199802010041.RAA25380@polaris.azstarnet.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; X-MAPIextension=".TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable I challenged: >And to keep this going, and perhaps get into the punchlines bit >(yes, I know, no spoilers), a lot of stories have a bit of poetry >at the end -- which one ends with a Bible verse? Sarah replied: >In the Beginning, by BB Medos (aka Bev) Nethra replied: >I know! Aliens and Strangers by Susan Stone. I love that story!! and now I'm thinking... hmmm.... more here than I realized -- no, I actually wasn't thinking of either of these. So maybe I should narrow my challenge (although it is very interesting to see what *other* stories end with Bible verses) -- the story I'm thinking of ended with a Commandment. Peace ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 12:42:28 +0100 Reply-To: heinemann@s-direktnet.de Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Andreas Heinemann Subject: Round Robin: Hey Baby [04] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Round Robin: Hey Baby particpating authors so far - feel free to join Brad at The Gardner Family [0] Gary [1] Andreas [2,4] Doris [3] Round Robin: Hey Baby [4] Andreas --- Ping P'hong robbin' 'round --- Fear. Impending unavoidable doom lingered in a dark alley of suicide slum which in contrast enjoyed a beautyful sunrise. The prey hiding behind some trash cans was very well aware of the danger, it's senses running on overload, desperately trying to scan the area for its arch enemy. Distant noises could be heard, still far away but coming nearer every second. "The predator is closing in", the scared little soul realized. A cat strolled around in the alley, searching for its breakfast. "There's a fresh trail here", she mused, inspecting the dumpsters and the trash littered around. However she had to jump quickly and run for her very own life as a door opened to reveal a man whom literally no one could have mistaken for an animal lover. "Rats ! I do not deserve such a treatment. I am a highly qualified henchman, an artist in my field of expertise", Ping P'hong fumed, exiting one of those long ago deserted storehouses which are usually abused as evil overlord's interim residences. "To retrieve a piece of paper ! Ridiculous ! My talent wasted for nothing. Anyone could complete such an easy 'mission' ", he rumbled. Empty bottles of beer had to endure the outrage of his anger as he kicked them across the street along with some of the trash littering the sidewalk. The cat meanwhile raised its head and sniffed. "Definitely a fresh trail -" she purred, carefully stepping around, searching for clues. As she passed a huge trash can the odor of a rich banquet hit her nouse, "- to a meal indeed. No its just find the way and then - lunchtime", she thought to herself already licking her lips in anticipation while trying to tear the darkness of the far edge apart with her eyes. "Now, where to go", P'hong mused, looking around trying to locate his position, never having used that particular exit before. The Prey's heart stopped beating as it looked directly into the predator's glowing eyes. Though yet still hidden in the dark saftey of the shadows of the dumpsters, it knew that discovery was just a heart beat away. "No it seems to be my time to meet my fate", the brave soul realized, still desperately trying to hold its breath without suffocating. Then one of the bottles decided that it had crossed its point of ascention and that it was now time to return to the familar ground of earth. Unfortunately beeing a lifeless item doesn't leave much choice of way of life, so the destination was entirely destined by the almighty laws of physics, this time tailored by destiny to safe a life in danger. Indeed 'ground zero' was a cat's tail. "Me-auch, auch", the poor cat whined, forgetting about her breakfast, running away once more. "Huhhh, that was pretty close," the little mouse exhaled relieved, its small body still trembling for the still lingering fear and desperation it had felt in the bottom of its tiny, hart beating heart just moments before. "I just hope that i will be able to return to the mouse house, my master would not be pleased to listen to a delayed report, and he needs to know what his puppet is up to instantly." --- A rather strange man entered the daily planet, dressed as a room maintenance specialist, the propper equipment handy. "Oh, i'm here for Rehalia. She has got the flu, poor girl", he told everyone crossing his way wondering what he was doing with all whose papers he was collecting and tossing into the bag he carried with him. He entered the newsroom and looked around, scanning the area. A beautyful young girl bumped into a handsome man in his late twenties, apologizing gently for the inconvenience. "Sorry she said", P'hong mumbled, "as if that would be appropriate !" He went to the conference room, determined to clean it up definitly thorough. Closing the door he heard the voice of the marvellous woman in a beautiful dress which had been standing right next to the young man saying "Did that woman ... ". But the closing door cut off the conversation and he didn't really care, reminding himself "After all i'm here to get some litter, not to pry into the private conversation of a young couple in love. That look she had lingering on him, and he in return adored her, paying any attention to every move she made. That would warm my heart. That is if i ever had one." - Later in the morning the biggest boyscout in town roamed the sky mile high following a certain silver jeep cherokee, which was lining up for the left turn at the next crossing. "Oh, no, " he groaned, "that won't take her to police headquarters. I knew it. Can't she ever do what is expected of her ? Just once ?" Superman followed the trail of his true love as he heard a desperate scream for help. "... he's dying ! The crane collapsed and burried him. Where are the fire fighters ? We need an ambulance ! ..." "Business as usual", Superman thought to himself, already accelerating to super speed to respond to the call for duty, his trail streaking a rainbow's marvellous colors into the sky. Moments later a blurr of red and blue crushed into a parking car, sending it spinning into the air. The 'faster than a speeding bullet' trademarked projectile by which it had been wrecked continued on its course and smashed right into the remains of the crane, steel moaned under the impact of pure power seeking its way to the buried victim. Then scary silence. Not even an inaudiable whisper. The audience waited, worried both for the fate of the victim and the hero coming to his rescue. But nothing could be heared or seen but the still smoldering path of destruction which had lead the heroe's descention. - Ping P'hong scanned his prey, a pile of litter, indeed no clues. The sheet of paper he had been sent for was gone. "Excellent, he thought to himself, "now that i have searched the planet and came up with nothing but useless sheets and notes leaves me with the opportunity to literally go round robbing each and every paper in town. And i won't be finished until tomorrow, i don't think Carver is going to like that. What the heck, he won't see the Sun rising in the Mirror anyway." - Lois parked her car in front of a huge building, and remained in the drivers seat for just a few more seconds to collect her thoughts. "That's it", she exhaled, "I'd better got to go now." She left the car and turned right. "Miss Lane, your arrival has been awaited", she was greeted as she entered the building. - The people at the construction site standing around the collapsed crane in the working area cheered up - as the fire fighters arrived at the site of destruction. "What happened", their captain queried the foreman who replied: "The crane collapsed and buried one of my men, then Supe' arrived and dove into the earth. Actually he didn't deaccelerate, he rather crushed into the scene, ya'know, albatros style landing ~~\_X__o__.___> " waving his hand to show off the entire mess. "Excellent, " the captain of the fire fighters thought to himself, "now we have most likely two victims to be rescued. However i know Superman. He won't just run into the scene without ...", his thoughts trailed off as his men awaited his orders. "Solve the task at hand first", he reminded himself. - "... in suicide slum ?" Lois asked Inspector Henderson. "Yes, however we have not yet been able to locate the exact position of the evil acronym's hideaway." Henderson agreed, "However there are rumors that this dark deity has been taken over by some other evil overlord to whom it has to report now. But the NIA had our investigation canceled. So i guess they have something of their own running, maybe even an international cooperation. But you know the intelligences, most likely the whole operation is so secret that even no one alive of their own men would be allowed to know about. Whatever. So we came up with the idea that you could contact Superman. Maybe he would be willing to scan the area for some clues within this area", he concluded, showing her a two block square within the most dangerous part of town. After the conversation with Inspector Henderson Lois went back to her car. She retrieved her cell phone on the way and dialed Clarks number. But nobody answered her call. - P'hong returned to the storehouse, carrying a rolled carpet with him, which twisted and tilted around in a rather suspisciously manner. "Why fizzle around with details, searching for small pieces of paper carrying tiny bits of information if you can get ahold of the entire prey." he muttered. - Meanwhile the fire fighters had been able to disassemble the crane blocking their access to the buried victims as the ambulances arrived. Suddenly the captain stopped his men. "Quiet, all hands be quiet !", he barked. And much to anyones surprise, a distant noise could be heared. Superman's voice requesting medical attention, which made the crowd cheer up and the medics run. - "Listen to me !" Sheena exclaimed, "I don't have anything you could want ! So now release me or Brad the mighty will come for my rescue ! I assure you that he has more resources to get you busted than you could think of !" she threatened her kidnapper who just laughed at her. - Lois opened the door of her car as she heared a cell phone beeping for attention. She opened her bag and retrieved her handy, but it was still trying to phone Clark while the sounds continued. Puzzled she searched for the origin of the noise and came up with another cell phone. "Oh, Clark." she muttered, "Just for the records. I have tried to contact you." as she buried the tiny second phone in a hidden pocket of her dress. - "Superman", the emergency doctor said, "it was an excellent idea to retrieve a medical emergency kit from a nearby car to get the resources to apply first aid procedures to the buried victim. I don't think that he would have been able to survive if you had not stopped that bleeding in time. But now he will be fine." "Well, i have learned a lot about medical emergency procedures in that course of yours. " Superman agreed, "I have even suggested that every member of the Justice League and their sidekicks should attend your classes." Looking around he realized that the devasted working area was at the junction of Fences avenue / Luther boulevard. "That was the reason for Lois turning left at that crossing", he realized, her direct way from the daily planet to police headquarters blocked. "I should have trusted her", he thought feeling guilty for watching after her, "but she truly has that habit of hers doing the unexpected." - "So what should i do know ?", Lois asked herself after updating Perry at the planet. "Let's play it safe." After a brief moment she shook her head, "Ah No, lets fire up that old spitfire of mine and see that i can come up with. That's just a stakeout, nothing dangerous. I will be just watching. No danger." --- One part of the top ace investigating reporter team of the daily planet dodged in combat style from behind a dumpster across the street into the next cover, all senses alert covering the way in front of her. "That's the old storehouse Bobby Bigmouth was talking about a month ago", Lois recognized the rather old and battered building which was just waiting for destruction - no doubt. "That can be helped," she muttered under her breath, "my darling has that habit of cleaning up the mob when it comes to dealing with evil cult members and followers of abbreviated darkness. I'd be surprised if that building is still upright and waterproofed when we are finished with that acronym and its henchmen." She managed to get into the building without alerting anyone, she even had her handy logged out and turned off, such that no enventual call would be able to blow her cover. "No need to fall for the same mistake twice", she remembered, "strange coincidence with citizen Kane and Carver that is." A starving cat strolled around, no doubt about her need for a meal left with her stomach snarling loud like a dog just before the lethal bite. "Oh please," Lois pledged, "just keep away from me. Maybe i should give you some occupation", she thought and sacrificed her sandwich in the far away corner for the cat to eat. "That should keep her away from me, " Lois hoped, making herself comfortable in the ideal spot to look through a hole in the base of the cellar into some kind of cavern which seemed to extend for some blocks under the ground. "Just like a throne room", she muttered under her breath. --- Ping P'hong 'the retaliator' entered a humid, scarsly lit cave, guards lined up to the left and right of the entry. "Reporting to the superiors is often more dangerous than the mission itself - however my mission was no complete failure, " he reminded himself, "skipping town would have been most likely much more dangerous." he tried to calm down himself, approaching the throne room in a suspiciously shaky course desperately trying to avoid the both of the drap doors in the floor he knew of. Fortunately, some other creature had to deliver it's report first, so P'hong was allowed to enjoy the safety of the throne room's outback for just a few more seconds. A quite handsome man strolled to the bar, taking a seat just next to him. The stranger returned P'hongs greeting look into his eyes with a self-confident nod. The barkeepers request for orders was answered with "Martini, 2 olives, shaken - not stirred." "Oh no, don't go for the cliche' ", Ping P'hong groaned inwardly. The inhabitant of the throne listened carefully to the report of is henchman, his hands resting on the sides of the chair, his fingers tenderly caressing the rich ornament of the throne. "... so the annual meeting of the brotherhood of arch enemies was not entirely unsuccessful." the creature tried to explain the course of the events which had taken place. "In fact most of the present evil overlords had met their fate on the hands of their corrosponding foes and fellow members even before your highness APC were ..." The eyes of the deity sitting on the large, not quite uncomfortable chair began to roll, dangerously flashing. Burning anger contracted the fist of the evil overlords right hand so hard that everyone could hear the throne's wood mourning in pain, eventually pressing the ornament of the seat on a very sensual part. In fact this made the floor under the doomed creature vanish and thus sealed the poor souls fate, it's life canceled by the almighty overpower just like so many promising entities which had been dumped before by the treason of this evil acronym. "There's a reason why i settled for 'my master', 'your highness' and 'my lord'. Did they stop to teach the basic rules of survival at the academy for evil henchmen ? The number one is never mispronounce your overlord's name and title. Few take such failure lightly", P'hong thought to himself and instantly memmorized the place of the recently added trapdoor, instantly obeying rule number twelve. --- "Ha .. Ha .... Tschew !", Lois snoozed, annoyed by the reaction of her body, her position given away if there had been anyone paying attention. "I hate cats. I am allergic to all flavours of them. Can't they just purr off and leave me alone, hiding in a stakeout of their own ? Do they have to join me each and every time i am seeking a little privacy ? " "Shhh, Lois", a female voice whispered behind her. "A cat murmuring my name ?", Lois thought to herself, slowly turning round. "Cat !" her whisper exclaimed, "Cat Grant ?" --- NEXT --- special thanks to: Clarks landing inspired by demona Heaven's Prisoners (you had me ROTF with whose 3 keystrokes !) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 10:36:48 +0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Genine E Murray Subject: Re: What do we do when we're not in CyberSpace Hey FoLCs, Okay, I may as well join in on this! :) It's been really interesting reading some of these posts about what FoLCs do in their "reality-based-non-L&C-related life"! When I'm not in cyberspace (which occurs much too often I might add , its so much nicer than the "real world"), I spend my time doing a number of things. I am a full time college student, and this is my second semester at Niagara County Community College. I am currently majoring in Liberal Arts, but am planning to switch that major over to Animal Management. I just turned 18... I'm a year ahead of myself as far as school goes... I should just be graduating high school this June. I am also on a full-tuition paid scholarship, so that luckily takes off *some* of the load! :) I have a part-time job at CVS pharmacy, where I have been working for about a year-and-a-half now... minimum wage is the worst BTW! Unfortunately I only make enough money to pay my car insurance and buy gas, and the occassional "goodie" (the blooper tape was my most recent expenditure!!) I work about an average of 10-20 hours a week *away* from home. If anyone wants to see animals, come to my house! I live on a working farm. We have 21 acres of land in what my older sister likes to call "hicktown" (or "Nowheresville"!! ). In our barn alone we have (currently) 4 horses, 1 of which is my own whom I have had for 6 years, 3 goats, 6 pigs, 7 cats, 100 chickens, and 3 cows. In our house we have 3 dogs... oh... and 10 fish! :) A real wide assortment to say the least. And boy is it a *lot* of work. I only live by myself with my mother and stepdad (who both think my L&C obsession is reason to put me in a mental facility BTW... ), so I am the only one that they can pick on to help with all the chores! In my "off-time", AKA Sundays, I spend my day doing the one thing I love (besides doing FoLC things of course!). I have been volunteering at the Aquarium of Niagara (Falls that is), since May of '97, and I love it! I work with everything from sea lions, seals, penguins, otters, sharks, and even the 2 visiting dolphins we have currently. In fact, just last week I got to play with and feed the dolphins, it was a great experience! My other hobbies include reading and posting to the list(s), reading L&C fanfic (and I am currently trying to finish writing my first fanfic), chatting on IRC, watching L&C on TNT, planning Dean's birthday gift, horsebackriding, studying (definitely not one of my faves!), spending time with friends, etc... the list goes on. But I have made this post long enough. In fact, if you have managed to make it through this far, thanks for reading! :) Take care everyone! Genine ~ GemFoLC51@juno.com ~ SuperGeM on mIRC Watch "Lois & Clark : The New Adventures of Superman" on TNT "Generation after generation, we are all blinded by love, Ms. Lane. Especially that one great love that changes us forever." H.G. Wells - Tempus Fugitive _____________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 10:50:25 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Becky Lewis Subject: Re: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L Digest - 30 Jan 1998 to 31 Jan 199 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-01-31 00:45:13 EST, you write: << >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I've heard a few >> Uh-oh, it's that what do you do question, the one I usually answer "Technical writer," because most people at least think they know what that means, and if I say "Document Production Supervisor," they say: What on earth is that? So, what on earth is that: I take things other people have written and try to make them sound like English, I take plain-looking documents and change the font and the layout and try to make them beautiful, I do Power Point presentations for people who are afraid of their computers, and....oh never mind, I'm a technical writer . When I'm not doing that, I love to read anything I can get my hands on (although fanfic is my favorite and has certainly cut down on my bookstore bills.). I try to write fanfic and think I may soon finish my second story ever–I've lost count of how many I've started. I also like to garden, go to flea markets with my husband (another gem of a man who likes to shop!), and occasionally play a round of golf with him. (We have a deal: he puts up with my L&C obsession, and I put up with the fact the he plays golf more than occasionally ). I've really enjoyed reading the messages in this thread, and I'd like to add my thanks, too, to all the terrific writers out there who've done so much to keep me entertained! Becky blewispar3@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 10:53:30 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Becky Lewis Subject: Previous post should have been Re: What do we do when we're not in Cyberspace? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Sorry, I saw the subject line as my post went away...You can definitely tell I'm basically a lurker and not used to actually posting! Becky blewispar3@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 10:56:47 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit > >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are > >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I'm a student (a freshman), and at 14 my parents still pay for everything so I don't work. I'm in Beta Club, Girl Scouts, and taking honors classes, so I don't have much free time. That time which I do have I spend online (I'm addicted, I'll admit it :) I love to read fanfic, but I haven't tried to write any yet. I live with my parents, a younger brother and a mutt named Buster. Basically, a busy and yet boring life :) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 12:53:59 -0500 Reply-To: Kassia@concentric.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Tanya Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? Hello all.....this seemed like another good excuse to post. I live in Toronto and maintain a semi-professional career in music and theatre....usually together (Les Miserables, here I come!) I am also a student looking forward to stresses of theatre training. I do some volunteer work, as well. I was Editor-in-Chief (but they called me Lois, not Perry....hmmmmm) and reporter for my high school paper, so I would like to take the opportunity to volunteer my services of editorial work, should any assistance be required, of course. I enjoy writing tremendously. As for reading: I enjoy fanfic, although I've read more "Remington Steele" fic than LnC. I will rectify that A.S.A.P.! I've written fanfic (PG and otherwise) but haven't gotten around to sending it yet (Zoom can back me up on this one) :) My favourite book is "A Prayer for Owen Meany" by John Irving....my highest recommendations. Take care FoLCs!! Tanya "EmmyRose" ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:53:04 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Michelle Glenn Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? In-Reply-To: <34D4B6B7.7B36@concentric.net> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII Let's see, my parents would probably want to know when I am not in Cyber Space!! :> I am a junior at Towson University so I spend the majority of my time with my nose stuck in a book. I am studying to be a pre-school/early elementary school teacher. Right now, a lot of my time is spent looking around for stuff to put in my portfolio. When I'm not doing school-related stuff I am reading (I know you're thinking why oh why would you want to read more when you spend the majority of your time reading already. Well, the truth is I *love* it. I really do read a lot, but I also write. In between doing homework, and getting my portfolio started I am in the middle of writing two stories. In fact, one is actually my first attempt at a fanfic. It may take awhile to finish though, so don't hold your breath. I also listen to music, go country line dancing and write to pen-pals. Since my best friend has a 4-year-old niece and one on the way and I teach Sunday School as well as having three "adopted" little sisters aged 4, 6, and 7, I spend a lot of time with children. I adore children and always seem to end up with the kiddies at any function. I guess it helps when your friends love children too, I can hang out with my friends and work with kids at the same time. I have *very* long breaks in between my classes, so I do spend a lot of time on the computer. We're talking 9 non-consecutive hours of free time a day. Guess that's what happens when you start taking classes that only have one section offered at night, as well as taking a dreaded Biology course that is only offered during the day. I think I've covered everything, well I also tend to watch my Lois and Clark tapes a lot and I am the clerk at my church. Now that I've bored you to death, TTFN, Michelle ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 14:19:14 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Margaret Brignell Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Okay, I'll add my "life" to the list responding to: >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I'm a systems librarian at a police college. (I am also responsible for such things as cataloguing and collection maintenance. On the whole I like the computer part of the job best:) I got into fanfic because I was kicked out of my office for a month due to renovations during the summer of 1995 Okay, okay, I know that needs a bit of explaining;) I was moving from desk to desk, as people went off on vacation, while they were doing some kind of structural work to the college that involved ripping a wall out of my office. (I've since lost the office...but that's a whole other story) Late one afternoon I was so fed up with being "homeless" I opened up the word processor and started typing the words "Clark was jog-trotting behind his father across the meadow, trying to keep up." I could see the whole scene in my mind and wanted to write it down...an explanation as to why Clark was wearing glasses when he arrived in Metropolis. I copied what I had written to a floppy and took it home to round out the story. Then I wrote to Debby S. begging and pleading with her to review what I had written Amazingly enough, she did:D And, with a lot of prompting from her, my first fanfic "The Rules" was created:) The rest, as they say, is history My other interests are travel (as a result "my" Clark travels a lot) and reading (I do not remember a time in my life when I couldn't read. I can remember not being able to write, but it seems like I've *always* been able to read:) I'll read virtually anything, but what I enjoy most is mystery and science fiction...and travel books I also read a *lot* of fanfic (almost all of it L&C related). My husband is kind enough to support my L&C habit (our last three vacations revolved around L&C in one way or another); but, so far, he hasn't shown enough interest to actually read any of my fanfic;\ On the other hand he did visit my web site and described it as "really neat" That just about summarizes my non-cyber life:) TTYL Margaret ****************************** Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% My fanfic now available at: http://www.capitalnet.com/~brignell/ ****************************** ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 14:50:05 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Donna Lehman <102262.2435@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi All, I'm afraid I have been a Lurker here. I have really enjoyed reading all t= he posts and I love LNC Fanfic even though I don't write any. I thought I would jump in on this thread because it is very interesting. First of all, I am probably older than the average FOLC. I am a grandmoth= er and work for a printing company. I do not operate a press! The company is= small so I do a lot of different jobs. My main position is setting up forms, brochures, product inserts, etc. on the computer and get them read= y to print. I also go to church and sing in the choir. I have really enjoyed all my LNC tapes and am wearing them out. Donna ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 07:45:43 +1100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Learning to Read (was:Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace?) In-Reply-To: <3.0.32.19980201141824.006ac64c@capitalnet.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 02:19 PM 01/02/98 -0500, Margaret Brignell wrote: >My other interests are travel (as a result "my" Clark travels a lot) and >reading (I do not remember a time in my life when I couldn't read. I can >remember not being able to write, but it seems like I've *always* been able >to read:) I'll read virtually anything, but what I enjoy most is mystery >From a new school-parent's point of view I found this fascinating. I have a little anecdote to tell about David, who at 5 1/2 started school last Thursday. When he was about 2 1/2, we started buying for him books based on Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends, a TV show made in the UK (I believe it airs in the US under the name Shining Time Station. Some of the episodes are narrated by Ringo Starr.) Each book is perhaps 20 pages, mostly made up of pictures, with the words which follow the narration from the TV show. When we first started reading the books to David, he used to insist that we read every printed word to him, including the part at the front that says "read all about your friends in books such as ..." and goes on to list other books in the series, such as Rupert the Bear, Babar, James Bond Junior etc. By the time Megan was born, when David was 3, he knew some of the books verbatim, which is why we called her FatFace at the beginning (she had chubby cheeks, and Gordon the Big Blue Engine called someone else FatFace in one of David's favourite stories). The other day, I was reading one of the books to David for his bedtime story, and I skipped over the bit before the story began, but David asked me to read it to him. I offered to let him have a go, but because he is beginning to learn to read, he was totally baffled by the words... They weren't words he recognised, so he gave up on them. It was fascinating as a parent seeing how he has gone from reciting verbatim to not knowing how to read the same words. I'm looking forward to his being able to read the words one day soon! -- Jenny Stosser -*- jenerate@ozramp.net.au -*- (Jenerator or MoiAussie on IRC) This message is umop ap!sdn -*- David is 5 and Megan is 2! Photos on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 16:09:01 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Melissa A. Jehnings" Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? In-Reply-To: <2.2.32.19980201024431.00707850@copper.ucs.indiana.edu> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I've heard a Hiya FoLCs, Figured I'd come out of hiding and answer this one as well, since just about everyone else is! I'm a crisis counselor in the emergency department of my local hospital. I see the psychiatric and substance abuse emergencies that come in after they've seen a doctor to figure out what the best game plan is for them. I also do a little bit of grief counseling, when necessary. Outside of work, I teach friends and collegues at the hospital how to use their computers, and I'm an avid BBSer. [For those of you who don't know, BBS stands for Bulletin Board System...they were quite popular a number of years back, but are slowly dying down]. I've been on the net for about 10 years now, starting when I was in college. I've just dipped my feet into the waters of fanfic...finishing my first story, which is currently in editing [it's nfic...for some reason, it practically wrote itself] and working on my first whole A-plot fanfic, which is taking longer than I anticipated. I've been reading fanfic since late November, and can't get enough! I also found IRC about 3 weeks ago, much to my boyfriend's dismay. That's the whole scoop on me for now... Melissa A. Jehnings melissa@tiac.net Shadowcat5@aol.com --- Shadowcat on IRC ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:39:46 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Leanne Shawler Subject: S5 episode Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Ok, So I'm a little early today -- but I have the in-laws coming for an early dinner, so I won't be able to post it at the normal time! I'm sure Alyssa will have the online version (complete with pics and sound) up at the usual time later this afternoon (which is sometime after 3pm PST, I believe. I'm sure you'll love Jeff's offering this week! Enjoy! Leanne Leanne Shawler aka Volterra on IRC (volterra@sd.znet.com) http://www.znet.com/~volterra/leanne.html Lois and Clark Season 5 Fanfic: http://www.tempus.simplenet.com/season5/ ********************************************************** Midnight Dreaming: The Original Anthony Warlow Home Page: http://www.zweb.com/volterra/anthony.html ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:38:11 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Leanne Shawler (by way of Leanne Shawler)" Subject: S5: Episode 11 (part 1 of 7) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" OH GIVE ME A HOME by Jeff Brogden (jwbrogden@bigfoot.com) edited by Diane Levitan { The Kent farm, Smallville, Kansas, early evening the Sunday before Christmas } They had only been at the farm for a short time, but already Lois was starting to relax. They had gotten in later than they had wanted, but Lois was glad to finally be here. Lois finished unpacking her clothes, then zipped up the suitcase and put it in the closet. She turned around to give everything a once over and spotted Clark's bag. It was only half unpacked. He had gone off to look for some wrapping paper so they could wrap the last of the Christmas gifts. Shopping had been next to impossible this year. 'We sure needed this break,' Lois thought. The recent activities with the anti-Superman society, on top of the pregnancy, had started to take its toll later in the week. They had planned on coming to the farm for the weekend only. Martha and Jonathan were first on the list of people to tell their good news. As the week progressed, and her energy levels decreased, Clark had talked her into taking the whole week of Christmas off. Perry wasn't too thrilled, but they were both due a break and they had the vacation time. All the way here, Clark had teased her that his mom would turn her into a country girl with all the free time they would have. "Wonder where he is?" she wondered out loud. She found him in the living room, arranging the little figurines of a nativity set. She walked up behind him, annd wrapped her arms around his waist, and gave him a hug. "What are you doing?" "Oh, just putting everything in the right spot," Clark motioned vaguely around the nativity scene. "This nativity scene is pretty old," he said, putting down a wise man close to the corner of the manger, "it's been in the family for ages." Lois stepped over next to him to examine the set. It was fairly big, with a large number of figures. Each figure was painted in fine detail, and they had a hand-crafted look about them. The stable and manger were made from real wood, and looked like perfect miniatures of the real thing. The scene was set up on the top of an antique buffet, and took up the whole surface. Someone had put down a layer of thin cotton batting and sprinkled it with some sort of iridescent material to give the appearance of snow. Clark was positioning a cow with the precision of a mechanical engineer, seemingly oblivious to her presence. "Wasn't this set up before we got here? I seem to remember seeing it out of the corner of my eye as we walked through earlier." "Yeah, it was here." He set down a dog a few inches from the front door of the stable. "But it was set up wrong." He delicately rearranged a few more of the figures, as Lois looked on in amusement. "Is that a camel?" "Yeah..." "Is this," Lois fingered the cotton batting, "supposed to be snow?" "Yeah..." "Snow and camels?" Clark looked at her, then looked at the nativity scene. "Well..." he stalled. Lois looked at him, waiting for him to go on. "...it *is* Christmas," he stated as if that explained it all. "Clark..." "It's *always* been this way, as long as I can remember." She patted him on the back. "When you're done playing with the nativity scene, you need to finish unpacking and we need to wrap the rest of our gifts." She leaned in close and dropped her voice to a whisper, "We also need to talk about you-know-what, and when we are going to tell you-know-who before we slip up." There was a blur of motion and a slight breeze then Clark announced "Done." He put his arm around her shoulder and steered her towards their room. "I think we should tell them right away." He scooped up the wrapping paper he had left lying on the couch as they walked by. Lois could hear the excitement in his voice. They had talked about waiting until Christmas Day, but neither of them thought they could keep the pregnancy quiet until then. Add to that the fact that Lois was starting to feel a little run down all the time, and it wouldn't take Martha long to figure out what was going on. "Okay, let's tell them tonight after supper. Your mom said something about icing some cut-out cookies?" "Yeah, that would be a good time." Clark picked up some clothes and put them in the dresser. Lois took out a roll of wrapping paper and unrolled enough to cover one of the packages. "Is there a lot of skill required to ice cut-out cookies?" she asked with a slight grin. Clark smiled. "Even you can ice a cut-out cookie Lois. It's like painting with icing. Traditionally, each person picks his or her favorite color." "Your family has a lot of traditions, I've noticed. Especially around the holidays." Clark wrapped her up in his arms and gave her a soft, light kiss. "Our family will have a lot of traditions too." He kissed her again. "Hmmmm... I hope so. I want our family to build strong ties and good relationships." "It will - as long as we do things together." *** Jonathan was starting the Christmas music in the other room as Martha and Lois were getting the cookies set out in little stacks organized by shape. Clark was mixing some powdered-sugar icing in various bowls, each containing a different color. "It's so good to have you two home for a holiday. I was really looking forward to Thanksgiving. When you two couldn't be here, I was so disappointed," Martha said. "My parents can do that to people," Lois quipped. Jonathan came back into the kitchen. "Oh, they were no trouble. We had a lot of fun actually. We just missed seeing the two of you." "Yes. Even when we come to Metropolis, you two always seem to have something going, or places to go, or things to hear." The last comment was directed in Clark's direction. "Out here, there's no interruptions, no emergencies, no stories." Jonathan smiled. "Just family. And a chance to relax. You two need to do more of that." Clark sighed. "It's just so hard to pull yourself away sometimes. I feel like I might miss something." "Before we start down this gloomy path, bring the icing over and let's get started," Martha said, pulling out a chair for Clark to sit in. "Now - pick out your favorite color and start smearing." Lois reached over and grabbed the brown icing. "I'll do the brown stuff." "Brown?" Jonathan and Martha said in unison. "Is there a problem with brown?" "A lot of your clothes used to be brown, didn't they, honey?" "Before we start down *that* gloomy path, Clark and I want to tell you about the latest project we've been working on." Lois smiled at Clark, inviting him to tell his parents the news of the baby. Before Clark could speak, Martha grabbed the chair next to Jonathan and said, "We have some news to share with you two as well. We're both just so excited." Jonathan reached out and grabbed her hand. "Yes - we've been busting at the seams to tell you. Mind if we go first?" Clark saw the expectant look on their faces and hated to make them wait. "Okay," he sighed, "you first." Jonathan seemed to gather his strength, as if he were nervous. "Your mother and I have decided to retire. We are going to sell the farm, and all our possessions, buy a travel trailer and tour America." Stunned silence greeted them. Martha broke the quiet. "Of course, we'll come to Metropolis first." She looked on hopefully. ***** Obviously, they were expecting a much happier response than the one they were getting. Lois didn't know what to say, it had happened so fast and come out of nowhere. Clark sat back in his chair with a slump. "You're going to sell the home place?" Martha and Jonathan nodded. "And all your stuff?" They nodded again. "Why?" "Well, your mother and I are not getting any younger. We are both in good health, and want to do something while we can." "We've seen so many people work and slave their whole lives, and then die or get sick shortly after they retire," Martha explained. "We figured, why not retire a little early and enjoy life a little," Jonathan said, spreading open his hands as if to show them something. "What about money? Do you have enough to last for as long as you might need?" Clark asked. "With the good harvest we've had the past few seasons and the smart farming techniques your father has been implementing all these years, we think we have enough to last." Martha picked up a cookie star and started smearing yellow icing on it. Jonathan picked up a Santa-shaped cookie and the red icing bowl. "Plus the sale of the land should bring a bundle. I'm not sure how much the house and barn will bring. The contents of the house might bring in some good money. Your mother has acquired a good collection of antiques here." "We probably will keep some things. The ones with sentimental value." "We've always talked about traveling. When you started traveling all over the world, sending us those letters and articles from all over, it got us wanting to do some traveling of our own one day." "We were a bit jealous," Martha laughed. Clark finally picked up a snowman. "This money has got to last you the rest of your lives. Now days, that can be a very long time." Jonathan laughed. "I hope so!" Lois spoke up for the first time. "This is so sudden, how long have you been considering this?" "Well, we had a pretty good idea at Thanksgiving time that we wanted to do something like this. We were just not sure. Then Grant caught wind of our plans one day and said he would be interested in buying the place." Martha picked up another star. "Who?" Lois didn't recognize the name. Jonathan put another Santa on the done pile. "Grant, Grant Hall. He's our hired hand. I don't think you've met him yet." "So your hired hand helped you decide to go through with this plan? He's going to buy the farm?" Something about this wasn't right, but Lois wasn't sure she could trust her feelings right now. Right now, emotions in the room were a bit strong. "You're going to sell the house to the hired hand?" Clark asked a little too loudly. His snowman started to crumble. "Clark, honey, if you aren't going to ice the snowman, or eat it, put it down before you crumble it into non-existence," Martha said. "He doesn't want the house, he has a really nice one of his own. He bought the old McKibben place. Done a *wonderful* job of fixing it up too." She started on her fifth star. "He's just interested in the land." "What would he do with it?" Clark was starting to sound like he was whining. Lois decided she would have to say something if he kept it up. "Farm it, I assumed," Jonathan said gruffly. He sighed, then continued. "Look, Clark, he's a good farmer, a hard worker, and frankly I've given up hope that you might still be convinced to be a farmer someday. He's got a young family and a good sense for the business. If he wants it, and can buy it, he can have it." "I'm... I'm sorry Dad, Mom. This is just so sudden. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that you could give up this place. You've spent most of your lives getting to where you are now. I'm just... amazed you would want to get rid of it all." "We did just kind of drop the bomb on you." Martha reached across the table and patted his hand. "We'll talk more about it in the morning. Maybe we can go to town and see Grant and his family." *** Grant Hall entered his living room, took one look at his wife, Nicole, and knew that today had not been a good day. She was sitting there on the couch, looking like she had been put through the ringer. Their son, Joshua, was singing the same verse of his favorite song, over and over. He walked over and patted Joshua on the head. "Hey, sport." "Daddy!" He jumped up and grabbed him around the leg. "Why don't you take my lunch pail into the kitchen for me?" Joshua took the lunch pail and ran for the kitchen. Grant leaned down and kissed Nicole on the forehead, as he put his hand on her enlarged stomach. "Hello, sweetheart. Rough day?" "Oh, you have no idea." She brushed a stray hair from her face. "That one," she pointed toward the kitchen, "won't quit singing that song to this one." She patted her stomach. "And this one had literally beat me to death from the inside out today. Baby must be doing gymnastics in there." Grant put his head close to Nicole's stomach, and said loudly, "Hey Baby, Daddy is home. How you doing? You need something to play with in there?" He was rewarded with a feisty kick or punch. "Oh!" Alarmed, Grant asked, "Did that hurt? Sorry, honey." "No, no. Just surprised me." Grant sat down next to Nicole on the couch. "Are we still going shopping tomorrow?" Nicole sighed. "Yes. I'm just glad Martha said she would watch Joshua. I don't think I could take it if he was coming with us. He has *so* much energy, and I'm always so tired." "Don't worry hon, It's only six more weeks." "Easy for you to say, you haven't put on thirty-five extra pounds to lug around." She leaned forward, and Grant automatically started massaging her back. "Thank goodness for Martha and Jonathan. They have been a godsend." "Amen. I finally feel like we are starting to build a home here." They sat in silence for a minute, while Grant massaged her back. "Do you think we will be able to stay here?" "I hope so." "It's going to be hard. Once Martha and Jonathan's son comes home for a while." "Hon, let's try to be positive. Okay?" Joshua came running in with a bunch of rags. "Here Dad, help me get my costume on. I'm going to be a shepherd in the church play." "That's great, Josh! Do you have your lines memorized?" "Well - I don't say anything. I just move a bunch of fake sheep around and look at baby Jesus." "How about moving your body into the bathroom for a bath." "Awww, Dad...." *** Clark lay in bed, wide awake while the rest of the house slept. In his arms, Lois was making those cute little noises she always made when he held her close as they slept. He couldn't quit thinking of what his parents had told them. He had been so shocked and hurt that he had forgotten all about the news Lois and he had for them. Evidently, his parents had forgotten about it as well, since they had never asked. Funny, Lois didn't mention it again either. She was probably as shocked as he was. He lay there listening to every sound there was, as if it was the last time he would hear it in his life. He looked through the ceiling at the stars overhead, and wondered where Krypton was. Or had been. That home was taken from him, and now he was about to lose the only other home he had known. A feeling of restlessness began to overcome him. He felt like getting out and doing a little flying. It had always helped clear his head. However, he hated to run off on Lois. He was afraid he would wake her, and he didn't want to explain things to her. He wanted time to think. The restlessness continued to grow, until Clark thought he would go mad if he didn't get up and move around. He slid out of bed as gently as he could and padded downstairs. Without knowing why, he turned on the television. Jonathan had been watching LNN before he had gone to bed, so the set came up on that channel. As the picture began to gain shape, the sound came in clearly. Now Clark knew why he had felt so uneasy before. There was a crisis in Iraq. One of the "presidential facilities" the UN inspectors had been barred from looking at had suddenly erupted into flames, spewing a deadly gas of chemicals into the air and surrounding areas. The world needed a superman, and with a spin and a whoosh, it had one. *** ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:38:21 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Leanne Shawler (by way of Leanne Shawler)" Subject: S5: Episode 11 (part 2 of 7) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Lois woke at the familiar sound. She felt for Clark, and noticed he was missing. She got up and started to walk, but sat down quickly. "I thought they called this morning sickness..." she mumbled. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was 2:30a.m. "Oh, guess it is morning." She found the television still on in the living room. It only took a second to comprehend what had happened and where Clark was headed. "Be careful," she whispered into the night. *** The next morning came too soon, and Lois found herself still alone in bed. The shot of adrenaline woke her quickly as she scanned the room for signs of Clark. In the corner, lying on a sheet of plastic, was the Suit. She sighed a breath of relief, knowing he had made it home. She flopped back onto the pillow, "I'm just so tired. I'll sleep just a little longer." A knock at the door caused her to jump again. "Lois? Are you all right?" Martha's muffled voice filtered in. "I'm fine, come on in." Martha opened the door, and stepped in. "Are you sure you feel fine? It's nine-thirty, I was getting a little worried." "Nine-thirty!?" Lois sat up straight in bed. She put her head in her hands as the blood in her head tried to keep up with her violent motions. "I'm fine - really. Guess I didn't sleep well, worrying about Clark last night." Martha sat down on the foot of the bed. "I saw the news this morning. Just horrible what they are doing over there with those chemicals." "Over here, too. Clark and I can't prove it, but we were tracking down some chemical warfare leads here in the U.S." Martha sighed. "Come on. I've got some bagels downstairs, and I can make you some coffee, hot tea or cocoa." *** Lois ate while Martha talked of all the things they needed to do today. Clark and Jonathan had gone to do some chores around the farm, so Lois and Martha were going to go into town to buy some last minute things. "I wish Clark would have woken me to let me know he was all right," Lois said, popping a small bite of bagel in her mouth. She hadn't gotten sick yet, thankfully. Her energy levels were at an all-time low, however. She hoped she didn't look like she felt -- horrible. "I mentioned something about it to him, but he said you would need the rest." Martha turned to look at Lois. "Wonder what he meant by that?" Lois could feel her eyes widen as she struggled to swallow the last bite of bagel she had in her mouth. Before she could formulate a response, she heard a car pull up the gravel driveway and stop outside the back door. "Expecting company?" Martha walked over to the window. "No... not that I remem... Oh my gosh! I forgot. I forgot I told Nicole I'd watch Joshua today. With all that happened last night..." Her voice trailed off as she rushed to open the door. "Ms. Martha! Ms. Martha!" A little boy, about six years old, came rushing in through the door just as Martha opened it. "I'm coming to stay with you while Mom and Dad go shopping!" "Hello Joshua! Yes, I know. I asked them if I could spend the day with you. Shopping can get boring sometimes." "Yeah, especially when Mom drags Dad past," he took a deep breath before continuing, "past all the... every single... clothes stand in the whole..." another breath, "...whole dog-gone mall." A very beautiful, very *pregnant* woman came in. "Slow down, Joshua, take a breath. Hi, Martha, you sure you don't mind..." The woman's whole posture changed the second she spotted Lois. Before, she appeared open, and friendly. Now, Lois could almost see her close in on herself. She reached out and grabbed Joshua's shoulder and pulled him a little closer. "I'm... I'm sorry, Martha, I didn't know you were going to have company. I wouldn't have bothered you. Come on, Joshua, we'll let Ms. Martha get back to her guest." She was already starting out the door before Martha could speak. "Oh, no, don't worry. Nicole, this is Lois Lane, my daughter-in-law. Lois, this is Nicole Hall, and her son, Joshua." Martha steered them both back into the kitchen. "Nicole is Grant's wife. We were hoping to see you today, we don't mind watching Joshua, really. You're not bothering us at all." Martha gave a small pleading look at Lois. "No, no problem at all. We'd love to watch Joshua. Don't let me change your plans." Lois put on the best smile she could considering how she felt and looked. She directed her attention to the little boy. "Hello, Joshua. How are you?" The little boy was shy at first. "I'm fine." He turned to his mother. "Mamma, she's pretty." Everyone laughed. "My, and such a charmer too. Bet you have all the girls chasing you." He turned a little more red and just smiled. "Mom, I want to stay with Ms. Martha and Ms. Lois. We gots lots to do, right?" "Yes, we sure do," Martha agreed. Nicole looked nervously back and forth between Lois and Martha. "Well..." "Ms. Martha! I'm going to be in the church play. I'm a shepherd." The little boy beamed at her like it was his greatest achievement. "That's wonderful. When is the play?" "Ummm... I think it's soon." "Wednesday, dear," Nicole supplied. "Yeah, Wednesday. You going to come?" "Well, I believe that might be possible. Can I bring Jonathan, Clark and Lois as well?" The little boy looked at Lois again. "Sure." He smiled at her, and she couldn't help smiling back. "Martha, I can't let you watch Joshua while..." Martha cut her off short. "Now I don't want to hear anymore about it. We can watch him, it's no problem. Now, you better get going." She started steering her toward the door. "I'll come out to the car and get his things." Lois sat there looking at Joshua who was looking at Lois. "Well, how old are you?" "I just turned six not too long ago." "Wow, six years old. You're getting to be pretty big." "Yep. I'm in school, you know." Lois nodded her head, and bit back a giggle. Children could be so cute sometimes. "And I know my whole name and address too." He took up a pose as if he was trying to remember it just right. "Joshua Cr... Craig Hall," he said quickly. "And I live at Route 2," he paused, looking at the ceiling, "Box 44, Smallville, Kansas." Lois was still stuck on the name slip-up. 'Cr... Craig...' The little investigative reporter functions of her brain started filing facts automatically for her. Like the fact that Nicole Hall was in a near panic when she first saw Lois, and the fact that she wasn't willing at first to leave Joshua with them. "Where do you live?" Joshua's question brought her back to the present. "Oh, I live in Metropolis, New Troy." "Don'cha know your address?" "Well, yes, I do. It's..." "Mom and Dad used to live in Metropolis," the little boy interrupted her. "I never did though. I heard it was *big*!" 'Hall... Metropolis... around six or seven years ago...' The facts kept building up. Lois couldn't put her finger on the source of nagging feeling she was feeling, but she was sure she would figure it out. Some puzzle needed solving and she would be the one to solve it. Martha came back in. "Lois, why don't you go take a shower and get ready. Joshua and I will finish up in here, and then we can go to town." "We're not going shopping, are we?" Joshua whined. Martha smiled. "Nope. We're going treasure hunting." "Wow!" "Yes, Jonathan gave me a list of treasure items to find for him today. It's our job to get as many of them as we can before he gets back." Martha clapped her hands together to emphasize the importance of their task. "He doesn't think we can do it, but I know with your help, we can." Joshua got a determined look on his face. "Oh, we'll do it all right, just to show Mr. Jonathan." He pounded his fist into his open hand. "I'll hurry then - so we won't waste any time," Lois shouted as she rushed to the bathroom. 'I'll have to start a file on how to motivate kids like Martha does as well.' *** Grant watched as Nicole came flying down the road and into their driveway. "Wow, are we in a hurry or what..." he mumbled as he opened the garage door for her. No sooner had the car came to a stop, than she was running up to meet him. "Grant, Lois Lane is at the Kent's house." The news was like a hammer between the eyes. It wasn't totally unexpected, but it was still a shock. Grant sighed loudly. "We knew this might happen after we found out she was married to Martha and Jonathan's son. I don't know what we can do about it." They went inside the house and Nicole hugged Grant as best she could with her stomach in the way. "I'm just so scared she will recognize me." Grant rubbed her shoulders and back. "We have to think positive about this. It's been, what, almost seven years? That's a long time." "Is it long enough? She's an investigative reporter - one of the best. Anything could set her off. Joshua is getting better at remembering things, but he's not perfect yet." "He'll do fine." "I don't want to leave again, Grant. Not from here. This is home now." Grant held her closer. He was scared too, but didn't want her to know. "We better get going. We want to look as normal as possible. We'll be okay." *** Jonathan and Clark had been going about the chores around the farm in relative silence. They had done this together so many times in the past, neither really needed to say anything to the other. They both knew what needed to be done, and how best to do it. Without talking, they split the chores evenly and efficiently. However, normally they *did* talk. The fact that they could work so well together just gave them *more* opportunities to talk. Only today they were not talking. Jonathan pulled the truck up to the gate, and Clark jumped out to open it up. He could hear the cows mooing as they came running to greet them. They had been conditioned over the years to come running when they showed up because that meant fresh hay, salt blocks and water. Jonathan pulled into the pasture and Clark shut the gate, then jumped up into the bed of the truck and started breaking down a bale of hay. The cows gathered around the tailgate, shuffling for position, as Clark started tossing the broken chunks over the side. Jonathan continued to drive slowly towards the watering area as Clark broke down the hay bales and distributed them to the animals. Once there, Jonathan got out and took the salt blocks Clark was handing down to him. He set them up, then checked the water tank to see if it had frozen or needed filling. Clark was already in the truck when Jonathan climbed in. "Okay, out with it," Jonathan said, turning to Clark. Clark jumped as if poked by a cattle prod. "Huh?" "Are you going to sit there all quiet all day, or are you going to talk to me about what's eating you?" Clark really didn't feel like talking about it. "It's nothing, really..." "Bull! Clark, I've known you longer than just about everyone. I know when there's something." Jonathan softened just a little, letting the concern in his voice strengthen. "Talk to me, Clark." Clark sighed. "It's just this retirement thing. It's so... sudden. So unlike you. I'm just trying to grasp it, examine it, figure out what the heck you're doing and why..." "What we're doing is retiring. Why, is because we want to enjoy life. There's more to life than this farm," Jonathan waved his hand at the windshield, "you know that. You got your opportunity to see what else is out there. Now your Mother and I want to do the same." It was true, he had gotten his chance to see the world. There was more to life than the farm. Still... "I guess I feel..." Clark paused, not sure if he should say anything. "I feel like I'm having my home taken from me. Like Krypton was, only worse. I actually *know* this place. It's been my haven for so long. To think that it might not be here - it scares me." Jonathan sat back in his seat and let out a low whistle. "I'm sorry, Dad, I... I shouldn't have said anything." "No, no. It's all right. I want you to feel like you can tell me anything. That's important for a good relationship." He sat there for a minute, then said, "Clark, I can't promise we will change our minds about this. But we should have talked it over more with you first. You're as much a part of this place as we are, I just didn't realize it. I'm sorry." Clark shook his head. "You don't have to be sorry. I'm sorry for acting like this, for putting this guilt trip on you now." Jonathan smiled. "Don't worry. We have a ways to go yet. I want to get one more harvest in before I do anything." He looked out over the expanse of pasture before them. "The thought of getting out there both excites and scares me. I may need some help from an ol' hand in the business." He glanced sideways at Clark. "I happen to know someone who has done some extensive traveling in the United States, as well as the world who might be persuaded to give you some pointers." Clark smiled. "Thanks." Jonathan put the truck in gear. "Change is always scary. Guess that's why that group in Metropolis got started up. Scared of the changes Superman has brought to the world." Clark could almost make himself understand that, if he hadn't been the object of discussion. "I'm glad you can talk honestly and openly with me, Clark. Makes me feel good. Like I did a good job in raising you." Clark laughed. "Oh, I think you did an excellent job. I just hope I can be as good at it as you someday." "It's a scary thing, being a parent. To think that you hold the key to another person's life in your hands. What you do and say every day will affect how that person grows up, what they think, what they believe. You're responsible for shaping that person into a positive influence on society, and not a detriment - it's almost more than a person wants to think about." Clark sat there for a moment, the enormity of what his father had just said sinking in. 'Oh boy! What have Lois and I gotten ourselves into now!' *** Martha, Lois and Joshua made their way around town smoothly. They took a leisurely pace, of which Lois was glad of. As they went from shop to shop, Martha would introduce Lois to whomever they met. Everyone was so excited to meet a real live celebrity, and they all made a fuss while she was around. For her part, she took the attention and admiration in stride, trying not to let it go to her head, while at the same time making sure no one made too big of a production of things. One thing she found out, and took some small advantage of, was that everyone was overly willing to talk. As Martha and Joshua went down the aisle looking for their "treasures", Lois would chat with the clerks, managers and town folk at the front of the store. At least they thought of it as chatting - in reality, it was a cleverly disguised interview and fact finding mission. She wanted more information on the Hall family, especially Grant Hall. She and Clark knew surprisingly little about the hired hand that Martha and Jonathan had employed recently. For some reason, it never bothered her much before. Now that they had announced their retirement, something about Mr. Hall's involvement in the matter didn't sit well with her. She couldn't put her finger on it yet, but she had learned to go with her initial gut reaction. More times than not, it had paid off. Everyone she met was more than generous with information as well. "He's such a nice man. Goes out of his way to help." "They came into town one day, out of the blue." "Was driving a pretty fancy vehicle. A 'sport utility vehicle' I think they call it." "Bought the old McKibben place. Heard they paid cash." "Been sitting there for years, but he fixed it up real nice. Must have spent a fortune." "Oh yes, he's a strong one. Hands as big as a bears, and strong too. Seen him once pull on a tow-rope and nearly jerk the rear bumper off a car." "I was playing darts with him one day down at the barber shop, and he hit 5 bulls-eyes. He can sure throw them darts." "Heck of a farm hand. Could probably make a fortune if he got his own place. Doesn't seem to need it though. Always got plenty of cash on him. Pays for everything with cash." "Don't talk much about family. I don't think they have any. Your in-laws have kind of adopted them. They act like grandparents sometimes with that little Joshua." "Poor Nicole, she's a bit confused by this pregnancy sometimes. Called her husband Mark one time." "They just can't wait to have that baby. Nicole's a real beauty, and her pregnancy has just enhanced it. I think she's got another month or more to go." "She's got that natural beauty about her. Coulda been a model somewhere else." "I wish I would have looked that good when I was pregnant." The information flowed faster than she could mentally catalog it. It amazed her how open they where. She'd always heard about small town gossip, and it certainly looked like it was true. About mid-afternoon, Lois suddenly felt sick. Not the morning-sickness kind of sick, just a weak all over kind of sick. "Martha, I need to sit down. I'm suddenly not feeling well." ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:38:33 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Leanne Shawler (by way of Leanne Shawler)" Subject: S5: Episode 11 (part 3 of 7) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" "What's wrong, Lois?" "I'm not sure, I almost feel hungry, and weak. It happened so suddenly." Martha looked at her closely. Lois was starting to feel like she might figure out that she was pregnant just by looking at her. It felt like the words "I'm pregnant!" were stamped on her forehead. "I think your sugar levels have dropped too low. Do you usually snack during the day?" "Not unless you count Double Fudge Crunch Bars," Lois said sarcastically. "Well, your system is probably used to that influx of sugar, and we haven't stopped to get anything to eat since lunch." Joshua came up just then to announce, "I'm hungry too. Let's get a snack." "Okay, we'll go to the Tasty Treat." "Yeah!" "Lois, you need to watch what you eat. If this sugar drop is a common thing, you need to get checked out for diabetes." Lois couldn't imagine that she had a blood-sugar problem. However, after she ate something, she did start feeling better. Joshua was starting to look sleepy, and Lois realized she was getting tired as well. "Martha, how close are we to being done? Someone is getting s-l-e-e-p-y." She pointed at the little boy. He was just sitting there in his chair, eyes half closed and not making a sound for the first time all day. Martha looked over at him and smiled. "I think we can call it a day. He won't last till we get to the end of Main Street before he's out." Lois helped Martha gather their things, and get everything packed into the car. Putting Joshua in the car seat they had borrowed from his Mother was an adventure. He was basically 50+ pounds of dead weight that the two of them had to get into position and strapped in. "Wow! When kids go to sleep, they go to sleep! He's completely dead to the world!" Lois said. "I know - Clark used to just go and go and go. Then, he would fall asleep at the drop of a hat. I remember one time he fell asleep at the supper table. Now that was tired. Clark *never* missed a meal." "He fell asleep eating?" Lois couldn't believe it. *** When they got back to the farm house, they could see that Jonathan and Clark had beaten them home. After Lois helped lug Joshua into the house, she asked about Clark. "He's outside somewhere. We came home, fixed a snack, and I took a nap," Jonathan said. "I heard him go out the back door, but I'm not sure where he is." "I'll go find him," Lois said as she wrapped her coat around her again. Clark was sitting in the Fortress of Solitude with the globe. He was just sitting there, staring at the setting sun. He was encased in sunlight, and he appeared to glow, the aura around his body giving off an almost visible shimmer. Lois came walking up under the tree house and shouted, "Hey up there, want company?" "Sure, come on up," Clark replied sullenly. "How about some help?" Clark frowned down at her. "World famous investigative reporter can't climb up into a tree house? Lois, I've seen you nearly scale the outside of a building for a story." "True. However, I've been walking all over Smallville with your Mother and a six year old the whole day. Quite frankly, I'm too exhausted to climb a tree right now." Clark put the globe down and dropped down next to her. "Six year old?" Lois wrapped her arms around him and gave him a long, slow kiss. "Hmmmm..." "That was because I'm so glad to see you." She gave his nose a tweak with her fingers. "And that is for not letting me see you all day and not letting me know you got back last night all right." "Sorry. You seemed so tired, I hated to wake you." Clark gave her a hug and a kiss. "What's this about a six year old?" Clark floated them up to the tree house, back into the sunlight. "Yes, Joshua Hall. The hired hand's son." "Ah." "Your mother had volunteered to watch him while they did some last minute shopping." They sat there, looking out over the landscape for a moment. Lois looked at Clark, and realized there was something bothering him. He just sat there in the sunlight, staring off to the west, not saying anything. Lois looked to the west and could see that the sun was heading towards the horizon, the clouds in the sky reflecting light in various shades of pinks, purples, yellows, oranges and blues. The wind had blown the clouds into lots of little whips and whirls, reflecting the sun in intricate patterns. "Looks like it will be a beautiful sunset." Clark grunted an affirmative. "I rarely get to see it like this. Here, everything is so clear, and open. You don't realize how much pollution Metropolis has, or how crowded the horizon is with buildings, until you come out here." "There is nothing quite like a sunset - except maybe a sunrise." >From their vantage point up in the tree, Lois could see for miles. The drab, stark winter landscape was broken up by vibrant green fields. The sunlight enhanced the color of the fields against the browns and greys of their surroundings. The field was speckled with the brown, black and white colors of the cattle that were grazing on it. They were spread out over a large area, and Lois estimated there to be over a hundred cattle in the field. "Why are those fields so green when everything else is so brown or greyish?" "That's a winter wheat field. It's harvested in June or July. It grows real fast at first, in the winter, to store up moisture and energy." He paused, then added, "The green is like a promise of the bounty it will deliver in the spring and summer." Lois arched an eyebrow at that. Clark was being a bit dramatic. "We're not that far up, and yet I feel as if I can see for miles. How far can a person see out here?" "Oh, about fifteen to twenty miles on a good, clear day. Far enough to see the grain elevators of several towns." Clark pointed out in several different directions. "See? You can see the tops of them poking above the horizon over there, there, and there. That one is Smallville." Lois could see the tops of a tall, white structure where Clark had pointed. "Amazing. How far can you see with your," she reached up to her face and made a finger gesture, "vision gizmo?" "I'm not sure, I've never really tried to check it. One obstacle is the curvature of the Earth. It limits my visibility like anyone else." "You could use the X-ray thing to see through the ground though, right?" "Well..." "Take a look back east and tell me if I turned the coffee pot off back home. It's been bugging me all day." Clark shook his head. "I don't think I really want to..." "Okay, okay, how about to China?" "China?" Lois leaned over the side of the Fortress and looked straight down. "Yeah, look through to China, or whatever is on the other side." Clark looked less than enthusiastic. "Lois... I don't..." "Come on - just take a peek. What could it hurt?" Clark shrugged and leaned over and started peeling back the layers of rock below them with his "vision gizmo." The further he went the greater the headache he suddenly developed got. Suddenly, Lois reached over and touched his arm. "Hold on a second. I just remembered something." Clark pushed his glasses back. "What?" Lois clutched her stomach. "The baby. I read somewhere that X-rays can be really bad for a baby at this stage of development." Clark shook his head. "I don't think that applies here." Lois sat up a little straighter. "Why not? They don't call it X-ray vision for nothing?" "Yeah, but..." "Have you ever had it tested? Has Dr. Klein seen if there is any kind of radiation output when you do that?" "No, but..." Lois went on. "Then I think you should limit its use. If we don't know much about your X-ray vision, it could be hurting the baby." Lois saw him shrink in on himself a little bit more. "Oh darn," she said. "Now what?" "It's just that I came up here to cheer you up and all I've done is upset you." Clark smiled. "I'm not upset, really. I was just thinking that you may be right. What if I'm using a - skill - of mine that could be hurting people?" "Just go see Dr. Klein. He can tell you. Until then - limit your use of it." They were silent again while Clark stared at the sunset. Lois couldn't take it any longer. "Kiss for your thoughts?" Clark smiled at her. "It's nothing." "Clark..." Lois challenged. "Well - it's this whole move thing. This is home. Krypton was taken from me, and now this place will be as well. I just don't know what to do. Mom and Dad are so looking forward to this." Lois turned Clark's face to look at hers. "Clark, I'm not going to beat around the bush. You're going to have to let it go. It may hurt to hear it, but it's time to move on. You and I and this baby are getting ready to start a home of our very own. It's time for you to realize that home is where you make it." Clark nodded. "I want so very much to build a home - our home. I want my kids to feel as good about our home as I did about this one." "Great. Now, what else is there?" "Nothi..." "Clark..." He smiled. "Well - do you realize just what we may have gotten ourselves into with this family thing?" "What do you mean?" "Like the responsibilities, the time pressures, the raising them to be good people and productive members of society. Is my running off going to adversely affect them? Is your knack for dangling above the jaws of death going to hinder the positive developmental process?" "I'm sure we can spend time with them and teach them the very best," Lois assured him. "That's just it. Time. We barely have enough for each other as it is now. Where is the extra time a baby is going to need going to come from? As we've discussed before, we won't be able to just jump on the Superman Express and fly all over the wold. There will always be little ones to worry about. To give them the time they need, we will have to cut into the time we have for each other." Now it was Lois' turn to be quiet and watch the sunset. The sun was a huge, orange ball just hovering above the horizon. Clark broke the silence. "When I was young, I used to watch every sunset I could. It made me *feel* special. I didn't know about the solar power, or the aura at that time. But I could tell I felt different in the sunlight than I did at other times. I used to feel that they were orchestrated just for me. Some sort of special gift that I had to find out how to use. "When I got older, and the powers started manifesting, I knew it was a sign that I was to do something special with them. I just didn't know what. I spent a lot of time looking at sunrises and sunsets trying to figure out what to do. I've seen them from all over the world, but none are like the ones at home, here on the range." Lois couldn't resist the opening. "Home on the range? Where the deer and the antelope play?" Clark smiled. "Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word." "And the skies are not cloudy all day," Lois finished. After a moment's pause, Clark said, "Everything will be all right. I'm sure of it. Just as I was sure that those rays of light the sun gives off as it sets were just for me." Lois looked at the sunset again. The clouds were partially covering the sun, and there where shafts of sunlight where it was escaping through a hole in the cloud. "I used to think those shafts of light were a trail for me to follow. I could feel the sun drive its power to my very soul when I was in one of those shafts. I once chased a sunset all the way around the world, just to get close to them." Lois laughed. "You're kidding..." "Nope." He laughed. "Nearly scared Mom and Dad to death when I didn't come home for a whole day. It wasn't long after that, that I decided to travel. I felt like there was something for me out there. Guess that's what Mom and Dad are feeling now." Lois grabbed Clark's hands, and held them in hers. "Clark, we are going to build the most wonderful home together." The magic of the moment seized them, and they fell together in a passionate embrace. The world consisted of the two of them and the promise of their future together. "I thought you were exhausted..." Clark asked between kisses. "The sun energized me," Lois replied then proceeded to demonstrate for him. *** The next morning, Lois woke up just in time to make a mad dash to the bathroom. She was tired and sick and sick of being tired and sick. The feeling tired wasn't as bad as the feeling of being sick. It wasn't happening a lot now, but it was too much for her taste. "Speaking of taste... bleah..." Lois grabbed the mouthwash and gargled for a while. She came out of the bathroom, and found Clark still in bed, asleep. She looked at the clock and was shocked to see it read nine fifty in the morning. Oh my. Martha and Jonathan were going to suspect something was up for sure now. She tried to wake Clark up, but nothing she tried seemed to even faze him in the least. She pulled the sheets down to reveal his muscular chest and stomach. She traced a finger down his breast bone toward his navel, admiring the landscape as she proceeded. She tried to tickle his belly-button, but that didn't work. She toyed with the little hairs there, and started to follow their trail lower to the waistband of his sleeping shorts. 'Mmmmm... don't go there, girl. You're not feeling good enough to finish what you could start by playing around in there...' she thought to herself as she slipped her index finger just under the waistband and ran it back and forth. She pulled the band up about two inches (and was darned tempted to take a peek, but resisted mightily) and let them go, sending a resounding "Snap!" through the quiet of the room. No response. 'Wow!' Lois did a quick review of what Clark had done the past few days. He'd been pretty stressed already before coming here, had the retirement bomb dropped on him, had the Iraqi disaster to take care of, miscellaneous small patrols of Metropolis at odd hours to keep the crooks in line while they were gone, the pressure of being a father suddenly brought to the foreground, and an extensive treehouse workout the night before. Guess the poor boy did have a reason to be tired after all. The stress was probably just taking its toll. The quiet solitude of the farm did tend to help her relax and recharge. Clark was probably no different, thus his reluctance to accept the fact that it might not be here for him soon. Lois decided to go downstairs and grab something to eat. Something small and... neutral. Hopefully, she could stall Martha and Jonathan long enough for Clark to wake up and they could tell them together. *** ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:38:42 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Leanne Shawler (by way of Leanne Shawler)" Subject: S5: Episode 11 (part 4 of 7) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Lois didn't have anything to worry about as Martha had left a note for them saying that Jonathan and she would be back around 11:00am. She fixed herself some herbal tea and some toast and sat down at the computer to do some email work. Martha had shown her how to access their Internet Service Provider, and telnet over to the Daily Planet's host. She started to compose a letter for Jimmy to do some research, when she notice a message from the network gurus down in the netcave. They had installed some new internet phone software. Lois downloaded the plug-in to the Kent's computer and looked for Jimmy's "number." After a couple of rings, a voice vaguely recognizable as Jimmy's came over the speakers. "Hello? This is Jimmy, who's calling?" "Hey, Jimmy, it's me, Lois." "Lois? Wow, you sound horrible. What are you using, a 14.4 modem?" Lois looked for a modem, but couldn't find one. Must be an internal model. "I have no idea, I'm in Smallville, Kansas, remember?" A low whistle came back as the response. "Wow. Works from way out there - amazing..." "Jimmy, I need you to do some research for me." "Shoot." "Okay, all I have is a series of names. Take them, combine them, do what ever magic on them and see if you come up with anything." "All right, what are the names?" "Grant. Hall. Nicole. Joshua. Craig. There was one more... oh yes, Mark. I'm looking for a man or a woman. Lived in Metropolis around six or seven years ago or so. I need to know who they are, what they did, and where they are at now." "Geeze, you don't want much, do you. Want me to tell you their hair color as well?" "Ha ha. The static on this thing is just horrible. Why would anyone want to use this in the first place?" "Hey - it's the mark of the future, Lois. Get with it. I'm amazed it works at all from Kansas." "Well, honestly, I am too. Don't let Clark hear you say that though." The response was mostly garbled and broken. Lois hung up and sent some more email with detail of what she had learned from the people in Smallville. At the end she put the Kent's phone number, and fax number for good measure. About that time, Clark came stumbling downstairs and into the kitchen. Lois logged off and followed him in. He had his back to her, and that waistband called her name again, so she slid up behind him and grabbed the waistband and pulled it back a good six inches, intending to let it fly. The sight of his bare back-side halted her in her tracks. Clark had a suntan! "Clark! You have a tan line!" "Huh?" He didn't sound as if he was fully awake yet. "I said you have a tan line." Lois tipped his head forward and saw a faint tan line around his neck as well. His forearms were a bit darker than the rest of his body also. "Have you ever had a tan before?" More awake now, Clark said, "No. Well, when I was a kid. But not since then. The sun quit affecting me that way years ago." He spun around and around as he tried to pull the waistband back on himself and turn enough to see what it looked like back there. "What's going on Clark," Lois had a bad feeling about this. "Calm down, Lois. It's just a tan line." They heard a vehicle pull in the drive and Martha and Jonathan came in shortly after that. "Hi kids! Finally decide to join the living?" Martha asked. "Have you ever seen him tan since he started ..." Lois gave the flying hand signal. "No..." Martha suddenly got serious, as she walked over to inspect Clark for herself. "Come on guys, this is embarrassing. I don't need my Mother looking at my rear-end..." Clark suddenly got real still. "Clark, this isn't normal, and we..." "Shh..." Clark closed his eyes and let his senses extend. "Something isn't right." "I *know* that - you've got a tan that you didn't have a day ago." "No, not that. Something else. It's like that feeling I had the other night, with the Iraqi thing." He went into the living room and turned on the television. Several reporters were jamming microphones in some man's face, trying to get their statements. The caption at the bottom of the screen read "Viktor Blagov, Deputy Flight Commander" next to the little LNN symbol. "All we know now is that there has been an incident on the Mir space station," the man explained. "We do not know the nature of the problem. Communications are not working. The last message we received, which was very, *very* garbled, made mention of the emergency re-entry module. We do not know if the problem is with the module or Mir itself." "I've got to go. They need help." He spun into the Suit. Jonathan spoke up. "Clark, be careful out there. Remember how badly the last space station taxed your abilities." Clark looked at Lois, as if asking permission. "Oh Clark, I don't know. I... I don't feel like I can say no, don't go, and yet I don't want you to go." Clark wrapped her in a hug. "I promise, I'll stop by STAR Labs on the way back to find out about the tan, and that other - thing. Okay?" She nodded and he was gone. *** Lois, Martha and Jonathan spent the next few hours taking turns watching LNN for updates on Clark and the space station. Superman had arrived just in time to prevent the aging space station from drifting so far off course that the earth's gravity well would have claimed it. There were the usual computer hardware problems, and leaky fluid claims made by the Russian Space Agency. Superman was reported to be assisting the space station inhabitants with "mechanical repairs" on the exterior of the Mir, but these reports were difficult to verify. As the day wore on, it became apparent that Clark wouldn't be returning soon. One thing led to another, and Superman was kept busy all day, helping the world move on. *** Twelve hours later, a very tired Superman stumbled into Dr. Klein's lab at STAR Labs. "Superman! Clar... er... What... err... you look horrible." Dr. Klein rushed over to Clark, and pulled out a chair for the Man of Steel to collapse in. "I feel horrible. I've got no energy left. I can barely fly. I can't lift much anymore, and I can't see as well as I used to. On top of all that," Clark pulled down around the collar of the Suit to expose his chest a bit more, "I'm getting a sun tan." *** Clark was stripped to his underwear, laying on a table with lots of little wires sticky taped to his body. He had called Lois to let her know where he was, and that he might be a while. How much time had actually passed, he wasn't sure. After he had filled Dr. Klein in on his involvement in the Iraqi chemical weapons testing mishap, Dr. Klein had immediately started testing. Computers hummed and monitors flickered with information on all sides. Dr. Klein removed some paper from the laser printer and walked over to Clark and handed him a terry cloth robe. "Here, put this on, I think we found something." Clark put the robe on thankfully, he was actually starting to feel cold. "What did you find?" "Your entire skin has been coated with some kind of chemical substance that has the most amazing properties. It behaves like a liquid crystal." "A liquid crystal?" "Yes, liquid crystals are composed of moderately sized organic molecules which tend to be elongated and shaped like a cigar. The literature is full of a variety of other, highly exotic shapes as well. Because of their elongated shape, under appropriate conditions the molecules can exhibit orientational order, where all the axes line up in a particular direction. As a result, this ordering can profoundly influence the way light and electricity behave in the material. For example, if the direction of the orientation of these molecules varies in space, the polarization of the light follows this variation. They are commonly used in liquid crystal displays. Under other conditions the molecules may form a stack of layers along any one direction, but remain liquid like within the individual layers..." "Whoa! Dr. Klein, in English, please." "Sorry. Basically, this material is orientating itself such that it is diverting the sun's energy away from your skin. It is using your aura and the sun itself as its energy sources. You don't have a sun tan, that's the substance itself. As it is exposed to more sun light, it strengthens, and thickens in those areas. The result is that the very thing that gives you your super powers is also powering something that keeps you from getting what you need." "So, how do we stop it?" "I don't know. But! I do have some theories. In the meantime, try to stay out of direct sunlight, and don't over-do it. I suspect you may be running on some kind of internal reserve. Flying is definitely out. It seems to be the largest consumer of your energy." "How am I going to get home?" "Take the bus? Or a cab? I'd take you home myself if I had the time, but I'm going to start right away on this..." "No, no. Home as in," he dropped his voice to a whisper, "Smallville, Kansas." "Oh! Oh... Oh..." He put his chin in his hand. After thinking for a bit he said, "Try walking, very fast." "Walking?" **** Jimmy was extremely pleased with himself. Not only was he a supreme computer god, but he was beginning to turn into a pretty good investigative reporter. He was so happy, he called Lois in Kansas. "Hello, Kent Residence," he recognized Lois' voice on the phone. "Lois, it's Jimmy!" "Jimmy! What can I do for you?" "I've found out who your mystery people are, and boy are you going to be surprised." Lois was shocked. He'd found out already? Wow. "Well, who are they?" "It took some brilliant hacking by yours truly, and some darn fine investigation work, I might add." "Okay, great, you're a genius -- now who are they?" "Well, I started by running all the combinations of the names you gave me. Then I cross-referenced those with some of the other stuff. You know, the modeling, handy with his hands, junk like that. Man - I had to write this really cool data base engine in Python to..." "I don't care about snakes or the Information Technology mumbo-jumbo, just give me the names." Jimmy was a sweetheart, but a bit too enthusiastic about himself sometimes. "Okay. The woman is Nicole Craig, the rising super-model from several years back. You once covered a puff story about her about seven years ago or so..." "Oh my gosh, you're right! I remember her now..." "Yeah. Seems she got pregnant and dropped out of circulation. Her boyfriend wasn't the kind of guy anyone liked though. Everyone thought she could do better. Seems he was a real loser or something. I did some checking around with some of her old friends at the modeling agencies. Man, talk about heaven! Interviewing them was good. But to think someone has a job where they get to take pictures of them all day! And they get paid to do it! Wow. Now that's heaven." "Jimmy, control your hormones just a little longer. What did you find out?" "Well, someone said they thought his name was John. Someone else said no, it was Marcus. I asked if it was Mark, and the answer was no, it was definitely Marcus. Now, there *is* a Marcus Hallman, who just happens to be a big time crime syndicate hitman by the name of Marksman. Marcus 'Marksman' Hallman was one of the top eliminators in the business." "Whoah!" "And, he disappeared a little over six years ago, after he turned himself in, and turned state's evidence that put half of the Metropolis underground behind bars." "Man oh man. I *knew* there was something here..." "I figured, hey, he's in the witness protection program, right? So I hacked into their computer..." "Uh, Jimmy, was that wise? I mean, isn't that a little - illegal?" "Well, maybe. However, I managed to get in and get his and her mug shots. Couldn't find out any other information on them. It was too secure, and I didn't want to raise any flags." Jimmy dialed the Kent's fax number into the machine and loaded the pictures. "I'm faxing them to you now." The machine on Lois' end answered the incoming call and started producing the pictures. "Jimmy, you're great. We'll have to work on that little bit of illegal business, but when Perry hears about this, it will likely get you out of the dark room and out where the action is." Lois was grinning ear-to-ear as the first picture finished transferring and she could see Nicole Hall on the page. "Wonder why they would want to hustle the farm away from Clark's parents?" she wondered out loud. "What was that about a farm?" Jimmy asked. "Oh, nothing. The second picture is almost in, thanks." *** "Oh oh." Jimmy watched as two suits and dark sunglasses came off the elevator, and started walking rapidly towards Perry's office. "I've got to go Lois, bye." He grabbed the pictures out of the fax machine and walked slowly over to the paper shredder. He fed the pages in as normally as possible, not wanting to attract attention to himself. The two men heard the paper shredder activate, and their attention was immediately drawn to Jimmy. "Hey! You there!" Jimmy jumped and turned around. "Who, me?" "What are you doing?" "Oh nothing..." The men came over and started digging through the box of shredded paper, looking for something. Not finding anything, they grabbed Jimmy and forced him into a chair. "What were you doing?" "What do you do here?" "Have you ever been in trouble with the law before?" "Have you ever seen this man before?" one of the men held up a picture of Marcus Hallman. "What in Sam Hill's going on here? Jimmy, don't you answer any of those questions till the lawyers get here," Perry gruffly shoved his way between Jimmy and the men. "Mr. White, we're with the FBI. If we wish to question this young man, we will do so." "What exactly is this all about?" Perry asked. "Let me see some ID." The two men exchanged glances. They pulled out their wallets and flashed the ID quickly. "My name is Det. James Reilly. Someone from this facility accessed a secured government computer and transferred potentially Top Secret information. We are here to determine the perpetrator, and take them in for further investigation." Perry started to say, "Now, I'm sure no one here would..." One of the men cut Perry off, and asked Jimmy, "You, did you hack into the government computer?" As innocent as a newborn, Jimmy replied, "Hey, if I was *that* good with a computer, do you think I would be stuck in *this* crummy job?" He glanced over to see Perry giving him a none-too-pleased look. "Uh, sorry Chief." Det. Reilly, the one who looked to be in charge, casually walked around the office. He spotted the fax machine. There were no printouts in the tray. He reached over and hit the redial button and the machine called the Kents' again, the phone number showing up on the display. "Well, well, well. Let's see who this belongs to," James said. Jimmy slumped back in his chair. "Oh, boy." *** ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:38:50 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Leanne Shawler (by way of Leanne Shawler)" Subject: S5: Episode 11 (part 5 of 7) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Det. James Reilly was sweating. He'd been on the inside for six years, waiting for this information. Now he was going to report the news to the appropriate people, and maybe he could get out and go south. He needed to get out of the business. As he parked his car, a shadow fell over him from outside the driver's side door. He looked up into a set of eyes that gave definition to the word 'evil'. "Stick! Wha... what are you doing here?" "I've heard you may have information on the location of the Marksman." "Well... what makes you think that?" He could feel the little bead of sweat form on his upper lip. Damn! His fear was starting to control him. Richard 'Stick' Stull was a man who thrived on fear. He invented it. His reputation was large and well deserved. He, too, was one of the premier eliminators in the business. His problem was he enjoyed it too much. He wouldn't simply do the hit. He would capture his victims, spend hours or days torturing them, then kill them slowly. His love for the business was what got him in trouble. Clients no longer wanted to be associated with him. Some things are too bad for even the criminals to take. He and the Marksman had a long, outstanding feud over territory. The syndicates' dismissal of him drove him crazy with hate for the Marksman. "Listen. You tell me what you know, then I'll tell the syndicate. I'll pay you the usual fee. We both get what we want." "I... I don't know. I think I should tell them myself." "You can tell me now," he paused and twirled a walking stick between his fingers, "...or later. Much later." The walking stick came to a halt, firmly grasped in his hand. *** Lois, Martha and Jonathan were all pacing the floor of the farm house living room. Jonathan paused to look out the window. "When did he say he was leaving STAR Labs?" he asked no one in particular. "Seven o'clock, a.m. He wanted to rest up after the tests Dr. Klein did on him." Martha stopped pacing. "I wish he would have told us what they found out..." Jonathan could see a small cloud of dust rising down the road, "Here comes someone - are we expecting anyone today?" "No..." Martha went to look out the window. A blue and red streak came blitzing down the road, turned into the drive and into the barn. By the time they had all exited the house, Clark came out, still buttoning his shirt, breathing heavily. They all hugged him, and Lois asked, "What's wrong, Clark?" "Come... come inside..." he said between breaths, "...and I'll... I'll tell you about it." He explained as best he could about the liquid crystal coating, and how it was keeping the sun from getting to his body to power his abilities. He ate a large breakfast while he relayed the information. He'd never felt so hungry! "So, slowly, you're using up your reserves and becoming more and more..." Lois trailed off. Clark said flatly, "Normal." Lois blushed. "Oh, Clark, I didn't mean it like that. Don't sound so down. I'm sure Dr. Klein will find something to reverse this." "In the meantime, be careful. We don't want you hurting yourself around here, trying to do things you can't." Martha was always the mother. "Tonight is Joshua's Christmas play, and we are all going to watch, so let's all relax and have some fun till then." Lois squirmed visibly in her chair. Jonathan asked, "Lois, something wrong?" "Ah... oh, no. Nothing, it's nothing. Just some story I was working on. I got some information that I need to talk to Clark about." She stood up, and motioned for Clark to follow her into the other room. "Come on, honey, I *really* need to talk to you." Once out of earshot of Martha and Jonathan, she told Clark of Jimmy's findings about the Halls. "I can't believe you interrogated a six-year-old, Lois!" "I didn't interrogate him... I... passively interviewed him," Lois said defensively. "Just like everyone in town, hmmmm?" "Can I help it if they like to talk?" "I can't believe you even felt the need to investigate them in the first place." "Well, I had this feeling, and you know how my feelings are." Her look dared Clark to open his mouth and make a comment. At his silence, she continued. "It's a good thing too. Who knows what scam he may be trying to run here?" "Lois, he sounds like he gave up crime long ago..." "Oh, yeah, sure. Mr. Always-see-the-good-in-a-person." She threw her hands in the air. "Look, someone needs to tell your parents about this," she poked the mug shots in her hand with her finger, "and this," she poked her stomach, "soon, or I'm going to explode." "Okay, calm down. We'll tell them tonight, after the play, about the," he rolled his hands around an imaginary bulge around his middle, "and then we hit them with the other... thing, and let them decide. Okay?" "Okay." *** Martha led the group down front, and seated them in the pew behind the Halls. "Grant! I'd like you to meet my son and his wife. Clark, this is Grant Hall." The two men shook hands. Clark noticed he did indeed have large, strong hands. The man was very physically fit, and he moved like a trained athlete. "And this is his wife, Lois Lane." Lois looked him straight in the eye, piercing him with an "I know who you are" look. He didn't miss it, and it caused him to nearly fall down with fear. Everything they had so patiently built was in danger of being destroyed. He was tired of the running. Tired of moving. Tired of the hunt. He just wanted a place he and his family could call home. They had found that in Smallville. Now, fate had thrown them into a relationship with Lois Lane. God help them survive. If she knew, who else knew? The Kents appeared to act normally. If they knew who he was, surely they couldn't act so oblivious. He looked at Clark again. Clark was looking on with a casual air, but he knew. Grant could see that Clark knew and was studying him for more information. "Uh... Mr... uh... Clark, this is my wife, Nicole." Continuing introductions helped him think. He looked at Nicole, and realized she knew something was wrong. She looked at Lois and Clark, and he could see the fear widen her eyes just a little. Almost imperceptible, but he knew her well enough to see it. The music started, and the lights came down. Everyone took their seats, and began shushing each other to attentiveness. At the back of the church, a man walked in just as the doors were closed. He took a seat at the very back of the church, next to the aisle, and leaned his walking stick against the pew next to him. *** "Oh, that was wonderful Joshua; you and your parents must come over for some hot cocoa," Martha said. "Yeah!!!" "Oh, no dear, we need to be going home. Santa's coming and you've got to get to bed." Grant rushed to get his coat on. The last thing they needed was to be in the same house as Lois and Clark. "Yes, we need to get home," Nicole agreed. "Awwww, mom..." Jonathan joined in. "Nonsense, our house is on your way home. It's only nine o'clock, you have plenty of time to have something. I think there are some cut-out cookies as well." "No, really..." Grant was stopped by a firm grip on his shoulder. Clark looked him in the eyes. "Grant, it's okay. Come over and have something to drink. I promise." The total sincerity in his voice was overwhelming. He looked at Lois and could see a marked difference. Her eyes almost said: "You're getting your chance, take it." Nicole saw the looks and gave a tiny nod of approval. She'd learned long ago to trust Grant's intuition. "Okay. We'll meet you there." *** Martha was cleaning up the dishes and mugs, as Clark got up from the table. "Hey Joshua, let's go turn on the television and see if the news has anything about Santa on." "Yeah!!!" Joshua jumped up from the table and led Clark into the other room. Grant looked at Lois, and then at Nicole. "Martha, Jonathan. I have something to tell you about myself and Nicole." He took a deep breath and continued. "I only pray you have it in you to listen to the whole story before judging me." He relayed the whole, complete story of who he was, what he had done and why he was here now. "I've put my complete trust in your hands, now. If anyone finds out that we live here now - our lives are ruined." He looked at Lois. "Who else knows besides you?" Lois said, "Just Clark, myself and Jimmy." "Jimmy?" "He's the one who put all the pieces together, and hacked into the computer to find out who you are." Nicole dropped her head in her hands. "Oh no. It's over now." Grant put his arm around her, and pulled her close. Jonathan had to ask. "What changed you, Grant?" "I was starting to get sick of the whole thing. Another man, Stick, enjoyed his work too much. We never really got along well, but he just got worse and worse. I began to see that what we were doing was wrong." He gave Nicole another squeeze. "I wandered around the city for a while, and ended up at a church. I heard this lovely voice coming from inside and just had to see who it belonged to." "He came in and it was love at first sight," she smiled. "I told her about myself on the first date. I wanted to be completely open and honest with her. I wanted to know right up front if we had a future together." "Imagine how I felt," Nicole continued. "Here is the man of my dreams. *The* one, I was sure. Only he's got a dark secret, he's a cold blooded killer." Grant looked down, turning red with shame. Nicole squeezed his hand reassuringly. "The first thing I had him do was start coming to church with me." Nicole sat back and rubbed her stomach absent-mindedly. "Once we knew we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together, we made the decision to marry." "A few weeks later, I dedicated my life to Jesus Christ, and we had a private wedding ceremony the same day. We kept the marriage a secret. As a way to repent, we had agreed that I would turn myself in to the law." Grant shuffled in his chair. "I turned state's evidence on most of Metropolis' criminal underground. I knew they would be after me, and I didn't want them coming after Nicole." Martha asked, "How many people did you put away?" "Plenty. The big fish got away though." "Who was that?" Lois asked. Grant looked her in the eye. "Lex Luthor. Everyone knew he was one of the top men. I never got a direct order from him though. The DA thought it was laughable that a man of Luthor's standing would be involved. Especially since I had no hard evidence. Naturally, the people I got my orders from wouldn't talk. So, Luthor walked." "I knew it! Even if this Lex isn't the Lex that did all those things to Clark and me, I knew he wasn't Mister Angel. The problem is, I still don't have any proof." Grant continued. "After I got out of jail, the witness protection program stepped in and found us a place to live. Jobs, money, everything. We thought we had it made. I wanted to get away from big city life as much as possible. It reminded me too much of who I used to be and what I had done. We moved to rural America and I went to work as a field hand." "Only someone kept finding us. We moved from place to place. Finally, we just took out on our own, and came here. We told the agency what we were doing, but not where we were going," Nicole said. "The problem is," Grant said, standing up, "if you could find us, someone else will too." "Maybe not." Lois stood up as well. "Jimmy is a pretty good hacker. Maybe no one noticed he was in the system?" "I hope so. We just knew we had found our home," Nicole said. Lois gave Nicole a hug. "I'm sorry. I feel awful. I get an idea in my head, and I run it down. I don't know what I'll do if I'm the cause of you losing your home again." They all sat there in silence, no one knowing what to say. "What about the farm?" Lois suddenly asked. "The farm?" Grant looked puzzled. "Yes, the Kent farm? Why did you talk them into retiring? What do you want the farm for?" "To farm," he said as if the answer was as plain as the nose on his face. "That's it!!??" "What else is there?" *** Grant and Nicole had just laid down for bed. Getting Joshua to settle down long enough to go to sleep had been a chore. He was so excited about Santa, he had been running around, bouncing off the walls, literally. They were just drifting off, when the phone rang. Grant leaned over and picked it up. "Hello?" "Hello, Marksman." Adrenalin pumped through his veins as he realized who was on the other end. "Stick!" he spit, with all the hate and contempt he felt. "So good to hear you, too. Listen, and listen well. I have the Kents. I thought I might find you here, but all I found was your friends. It took some... persuading... to get this number. It wasn't nice to have an unlisted one." The fear turned to hate. "If you've hurt them, I'll..." "Save me the dramatic speech. You and I have a score to settle. Come to the Kent farm, and enter the barn from the west door. Bring no weapons. Contact no one. The Kents will be safe as long as you follow my instructions. Be there at dawn." The line went dead. "Grant, what is it?" Nicole touched him and could feel him trembling all over. "We've been found." "Oh, no." "Stick has the Kents," he jumped out of bed and turned to her. "You and Joshua need to get out of here now." He reached under the bed and pulled out the suitcases. He crossed the room to the dresser and opened the drawers. "I'm not going anywhere, Grant. We're staying with you!" He turned on her. "You don't understand! He's evil. He would love nothing more than to kill you both, while I watched, just to get a kick out of it. You *have* to save Joshua and the baby." "Grant, I just can't leave you. You have to come with us." He sat down on the bed. "He's got the Kents. If I don't show up, he'll kill them. I can't have that blood on my hands. Not now, I'm dirty enough as it is." "Grant..." He stood up and continued packing. "I've got to free them somehow before Stick and I clash. It's their only chance. They'll be lucky if he doesn't kill them before, just for the heck of it." He stopped and looked at his wife. "I love you. I'm going to finish this, here and now. I'm tired of running. One way or another, it ends here." Nicole finally agreed to leave with Joshua. She got him ready, and Grant got the car. He burned into his memory their last kiss, the way she looked, smelt, felt. He wanted to remember every detail of this moment, so it would give him the strength to finish this last battle. As the tail lights disappeared down the road, he slipped the black mask down over his face, and set off toward the Kent farm. He had to free them before dawn. **** ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:38:57 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Leanne Shawler (by way of Leanne Shawler)" Subject: S5: Episode 11 (part 6 of 7) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Lois woke up, but couldn't remember where she was. She had a dull ache at the base of her skull that made it hard to think. She tried to sit up, only to realize she already was sitting. She tried to rub her hands, but couldn't move her arms. She could hear voices, and they sounded familiar. "I think Lois is starting to come to, Jonathan." "Lois! Lois, this is Jonathan, can you hear me?" She tried to talk, but her tongue felt a mile thick. "Yeah, I can hear you. What happened? Where is Clark?" She tried to look around for him. 'Where to start!' Martha thought. "Lois, listen. We're being held in the barn. That man tied us all up. Clark still hasn't come to yet." Lois was freezing. She could feel her body shivering, and wondered if it was from cold, fear, or both. "I'm cold," she mumbled. Jonathan answered her, trying to sound assuring. "It's probably only in the high twenties outside this time of night. The wind is making it feel colder. Luckily, the barn is a bit warmer. The animals help, but I would guess it's still only around fifty degrees or so." Lois shook her head groggily, and looked around. They had been tied up in the middle of the barn, and dim light filtered in from the outside. Martha called to Clark, bringing Lois further back to herself. "Clark! Clark, honey, can you hear me?" Things were starting to come back to Lois now, and she gradually pieced together what she remembered of what had happened... *** They had been getting ready for bed when Clark heard something downstairs. "Honey, you'd best stay here." "Don't be silly, Clark-- this is Smallville, what could it be?" Clark sighed, and started downstairs to investigate, with Lois hot on his heels. Without his superhearing, he hardly recognized the sounds of scuffling, until he burst in on a strange man wrestling with Jonathan in the kitchen. The man had a gun, but Jonathan had such a grip on the man's wrist and hand that he wasn't able to use it effectively. Jonathan might have looked out of shape, but one didn't work the land for more than fifty years and not benefit from it in some way. Lois noticed Martha laying nearby. She was not moving, and the sight sent a chill down Lois' spine. Jonathan's hands were big and strong, and he used his weight advantage to keep the man off balance. The other man was a bit surprised by his strength, and was having trouble recovering. Clark rushed in to give his assistance; he may not have had much Super ability left, but seeing his parents in danger forced him into action. When the other man saw Clark advancing on them, he deftly twisted under Jonathan and sent him sprawling towards Clark. Clark couldn't just let Jonathan fall, and caught him before he hit the floor. Unfortunately, the man took that opportunity to connect the walking stick he carried with the base of Jonathan's skull. He slumped to the floor in Clark's arms, a sight that enraged Lois as she saw the shock and pain on her husband's face. The man smiled. He was enjoying this! She launched herself at him, not thinking of the gun, which the man had strangely thrown aside. 'Look before you leap...' went through her head briefly as she landed one good kick before the man gracefully countered her motion, sending her slamming into the kitchen wall. Dazed, all she could see was Clark, his face a contorted mask of rage as he set his father down on the floor. Hate burned in his eyes so brightly she could almost imagine it was heat vision...almost. "Clar..." she stammered as she felt the stick strike the back of her head, seeing Clark's look change from rage to horror as she fell. The last thing she saw was Clark throwing himself at the man; then, all went dark. *** She looked around again, and could see from the dim light that Jonathan had blood running down the side of his head. His left eye was swollen and his lip was cut. Martha was also sporting a black eye. They were all tied in the sitting position to chairs, spaced equally apart, facing one another. She looked to her left to find Clark, and gasped at what she saw. He looked like he had been beaten to a pulp. Blood flowed freely from several places on his head, face, chest, arms and hands. The remains of his shirt were stained a dark color, and little pools of blood were forming in the dust beneath his feet. Lois nearly choked with panic. "Clark! Clark can you hear me!" His head hung loosely to one side, and he didn't respond. "Oh my God, Clark." He must have given that...monster...a time of it to have deserved such treatment. She felt so alone. "Lois, he *will* be all right. He's been breathing fine." Martha's calm voice help smother her feelings. "He's not bleeding as much as he was. I'm still worried about him, though." Lois looked back over at the two of them. They looked beaten and worn. "How long have we been here?" "I've no idea," Jonathan confessed. Lois sat there, trying to clear her head enough to think. "Who was that man? What does he want?" "His name is Stick," Grant whispered as he appeared out of the shadows, "and he wants me." To their credit, everyone knew enough to keep quiet. Grant checked on Clark's condition, and expertly wrapped a strip of cloth around the largest bleeder on his head. "We have to get you out of here." He opened a knife and was about to cut Lois' ropes when they were bathed in light. "Naughty, naughty Marksman. I said show up at dawn. You're an hour early." He shone a large flashlight at them. Grant spun on him. "Let them go. I'm here. Let's finish this so I can get on with my life." "You're such an optimist. What makes you think you will have a life to get on with?" "Listen, let them go and we can take this somewhere where we won't be bothered. Just you and me." "Tempting. However, I anticipated your attempt to save your friends." He walked over and opened the door to the other half of the barn. Tied to a chair at the far end of the barn was Nicole Hall. Joshua was tied to a post near by. "You son-of-a..." "I didn't know you had married. Wives are a liability in our field, Marksman. You should know that." "Why? Why are you doing this?" Stick shrugged. "I feel I've been wronged. You're going to pay. Simple as that. I made sure no one would find you but me." "All right, I found you, and you found me. Let the others go-- you don't want them." Stick smiled. "Oh, but I do. I want your lovely wife and your friends to be able to watch, as I slowly take your life, bit by bit. Then, just as you're begging me to release you from this hell-hole, I'll make you watch as I take my time with your friends and wife. The little tyke over there isn't worth my time, so I'll just finish him quickly." Grant began to tremble all over, barely containing his rage. He let the knife slip from his hand, and it fell to the dirt floor. "The big one there gave me quite a fight. He softened me up for you. He could have been a player in the Game with some training. Too bad he won't survive long enough." Stick turned half his attention to Nicole. "The baby's due soon, huh? Would you like to know what it is before you die?" He produced a large knife and ran his thumb down the blade. Lois nearly vomited, she was so revolted. Grant simply threw himself at Stick in an all-out attack of fury. The suddenness of his attack had caught Stick off guard, causing him to drop the knife and back pedal at first. The scene was like a street fight from hell. Blow after blow was delivered and deflected with trained precision. Both parties traded offense and defense as the battle moved from one location to another. Everything that wasn't tied down became a weapon in the hands of these two killers. They were completely silent except for the grunts and groans of the exertion they endured. Their worlds existed of each other, their concentration was so intense. A stray hubcap came flying across the barn, striking Clark in the stomach. Lois yelped at seeing him get hit, and Clark jerked awake. He struggled to keep his head upright. He could hear lots of commotion around him, and someone was calling his name. He opened his eyes to see Lois and his parents, tied to chairs. The memory of last night's events flooded his mind. He struggled, but found his head hurt too much. The ropes bit into his skin, searing a path of pain where they touched. "Clark, talk to me. Are you all right? Clark!" Lois was eyeing the knife Grant had dropped not too far from her. If she could just get to it, she could set them all free and they could escape. That would take Stick's advantage from him. Then they could call for help. She began rocking her chair back and forth, trying to tip it over. Clark's muddled mind could see two men fighting. He saw one of them throw something and watched as Lois' chair toppled over. "Lois!" he screamed. 'If anything happened to her, I couldn't live with myself,' he thought. He struggled with the ropes some more, but was rewarded only with pain. He calmed himself, and turned his concentration inward. He tried to block out everything around him. He searched within himself, deeper and deeper. Stretching his consciousness to every molecule of his being, drawing on every last bit of energy he could use. Pooling it into a growing reserve of strength. He could feel the pain start to ease and mentally shut down his regeneration to conserve the energy. He would need every last bit to break free. He let the pool grow and grow, thinking of one thing, family. Lois watched as Clark grew still. "My God, I'm losing him!" She struggled with the chair to wrestle it toward the knife she could see, just feet from her. "Clark, don't you give up on me, not now. Clark? Clark!" Hearing her call his name sparked him into action. He threw himself against the ropes that bound his wrists and chest. He could feel them cut into him. He could also feel them give, just a little. He sent the energy flowing down his arms and into his chest. The sunlight started trickling in through the cracks between the boards of the side of the barn. He could feel its warmth on his face, see its glow through his clenched eyelids. 'I've got to try harder! I've got to dig deeper!' Lois, Jonathan and Martha watched as Clark strained against the ropes that bound him. To their amazement, little cracks started forming on his skin around where the rope was cutting into him. A large crack opened up down his breast bone, in the center of his chest. They could hear the audible cracking as is split. "Clark! No!" Martha was numb with fear. Her son was literally tearing the skin from his bones in his attempt to free himself! Clark tried to expand his chest and arms even more. He could feel the muscles crying in pain from being overworked. He blocked out the feeling and commanded them to pull harder. 'I'm trying Lois, I'm trying. It's... just... so... hard...' His face was turning dark purple as the blood flowed to his head. The veins on his arms, chest, neck and head were bulging. The ropes creaked and groaned but held. 'Must... try... harder...' the darkness started to enclose on him. He could feel himself starting to descend into it. 'Lois...' The ropes snapped loudly and they popped one by one. Clark fell forward and rolled over, releasing a lung full of air he had been holding. "Clark! You did it!" Lois whispered in his ear. "Clark, stay with us here. There is a knife, just two feet to your left. Can you reach it? Clark?" He gasped for air. His chest and wrists felt like they were on fire. The sunlight poured into the barn more freely. Little shafts of light pierced him where he lay on the dirt and hay floor. It felt like every shaft of light was stabbing him to his soul. The feeling was a mixture of pain and pleasure at the same time. 'The coating! The ropes must have cracked through the coating, and the sunlight is reaching my skin.' The largest area of pain/pleasure was his chest. He started clawing at his chest, trying to rip more sections of the coating away so he could soak up more sunlight. At first, Martha couldn't understand what Clark was doing. "Clark! Stop, you're just going to hurt yourself even more!" she pleaded. He was pulling off large chunks of his skin, similar to when he had blistered after getting sunburned when he was alittle boy. "It's that stuff, that liquid crystal stuff!" Jonathan exclaimed excitedly. "That's it, Clark, peel it off. There's a large pool of light to your left, boy!" Clark heard the instructions and threw himself into it. He could feel the sunlight coursing through his energy-starved system. He was drinking it in as fast as he could. He looked back to the right and saw the knife. He left the sunlight just long enough to retrieve it, his cell structure screaming its displeasure at losing the sun's magic. He flopped back into the sun to recover a second before looking for Lois. "Right here, Clark." She had managed to wiggle around so her hands were accessible to him, without him having to leave the light. He cut her ropes and laid back to soak up more energy. Lois shed the ropes easily, picked up the knife and cut Martha and Jonathan loose. They turned around as one as Clark stood in the sunlight and gave them all a hug. A loud noise behind them caught their attention. Grant was starting to wear down. The work around the farm had kept him fit, but his lack of practice was beginning to show. He was beginning to fear he was going to lose this battle. He looked for Nicole and caught a glimpse of the fear and desperation in her eyes. Stick came in low, with a roundhouse kick aimed at his knees. Grant jumped just high enough to avoid it and clipped the back of Stick's head with a kick of his own. Stick stumbled back, out of reach and paused, panting to regain his breath. "You're good. But I can tell you haven't practiced. Sooner or later, you will slip up. Then I'll be there..." "Not today." Lois' strong clear voice echoed through the barn. Martha had run to call for help, while Jonathan, Clark and she had gathered pitchforks and some rope. Clark was careful to stay within the sunlight. Stick stared at them in disbelief. He had been so confident in himself, he couldn't believe they were standing there. "How did you get loose?" "Determination," Clark answered. "It's over for you. You're no match for the four of us. Not this time." The increasing power level was boosting his confidence. Stick assessed the situation and had to agree. This young man looked different. Larger, more confident. Grant was a match by himself. The big guy was good as well. Stick remembered how long it had taken him to gain the advantage last time. The girl was surprisingly strong and quick. His back still hurt from the kick she had delivered. The old man didn't look like much, but he knew of the hidden strength that was there. The old woman wasn't to be seen, so she must have gone to call for help. "It's over for you, Stick," Grant said. "Maybe, but I'll make sure you suffer, just the same." He pulled a gun from his boot, and turned it toward Nicole. Clark *knew* as soon as Stick reached down, what was going to happen. He knew he wouldn't make it to Stick in time, but he might be able to get to Nicole. He was on his way before Stick drew the gun from his boot, moving as fast as his sun-starved body would allow. He saw the gun come up and level in her direction. He saw the bullet exit the barrel of the gun. He watched as it approached her, he and it in a race to get to her first. He knew he wasn't going to make it; he hadn't absorbed enough sunlight. The coating was still in place over a large percentage of his body, blocking the sun's effect. He leapt into the air, trying to propel his body forward. A thought sprang to his mind. He exhaled as hard as he could, blowing Nicole over backwards. Hopefully the dirt and hay floor would soften her fall. She started to fall slowly, and Clark was scared it wouldn't be enough. In a last ditch effort, he shot the bullet with a low intensity beam of heat vision to try to deflect its path. The bullet caught Nicole in the upper shoulder, going completely through the fleshy part. Lois saw what Stick was going to do as well, and launched herself at him. She saw Clark knock Nicole over, and was going to make sure Stick didn't get a second shot off. She kicked his wrist up before he could do anything else, the gun flying off into the haystacks. She spun around backwards and delivered a roundhouse kick to his stomach, sending him sprawling backwards. Grant stood rooted in his spot like a giant tree. He saw the gun in Stick's hands, and felt completely out of control. How could he stop a bullet? He stood helplessly as he watched Stick aim the gun at Nicole and pull the trigger. He automatically turned to look for his wife. He watched as Clark seemed to push Nicole over. He couldn't tell if she had been hit. Lois had gotten to Stick, and was in the process of putting him out of commission, when Grant regained the ability to move. Grant ran to Nicole's side, and saw the blood on her shirt. "No! Oh God, please, no." Nicole grabbed him. "Grant, I'm alive." He sobbed heavily as he pulled her to him. "Grant. The baby, it's... it's coming Grant. It can't come now, not now - it's too soon." "Okay, hon. Help's on the way, I just know it. Hold on." Stick kicked out suddenly, knocking Lois into Jonathan. He jumped up and started fishing in his other boot for something. The commotion grabbed Grant's attention and he picked up the first thing his hand found. He threw the large knife Stick had dropped earlier, striking Stick in the chest. The man gave him a look of contempt, then fell backwards, still clutching the throwing knife meant for Grant's heart.. *** Lois, Clark, Jonathan and Martha sat around the Christmas tree, the presents still where they had been. The sun had helped Clark's injuries to heal quickly, and after convincing everyone at the Smallville Hospital that they were fine, they were sent home. The doctors assured them that Lois' pregnancy had not been affected in any way. Nicole had not fared so well. Efforts to stop her labor had failed and she was air-lifted to Wichita where more capable hands could watch over her. The hospital in Smallville just wasn't equipped to deal with that kind of problem. "Some Christmas," Lois said to no one in particular. "I had such hopes for a quiet, warm, happy day with friends and family." Martha stood up. "Well, we're all here, I'm tired of sitting around and moping about. Yes, things are bad, but let's try to remember what the season is all about. It's about being thankful, and giving. It's about friendship and hope. We can't let what happened to us last night ruin our Christmas. If we do, then in a way, Stick won one of his battles. I, for one, am not going to give him the satisfaction." Jonathan smiled and shook his head. "Only you would take the disaster that happened here, and try to turn it around for the good." "Nope," Lois said, "I know someone else who would, too." She leaned over and gave Clark a big kiss. "And he happens to be the most wonderful husband in the whole world." "Thanks. I'm just glad we are all here to have a Christmas. I thought we weren't going to make it. When I couldn't break those ropes... I got so scared." He pulled Lois in for a hug. "I just kept thinking of you and our family. Family is what drove me to overcome my weakness, to dig deep, deep down, and pull that extra little bit." "Family can move mountains, Clark." Jonathan stood up and gave Martha a big hug and a long, long kiss. Clark and Lois started blushing, feeling a bit uncomfortable witnessing this rare exchange of passion between Jonathan and Martha. Clark cleared his throat. "Uh, gee Lois. Think this is how other people feel when we do that?" Martha broke the kiss and took a deep breath. "Whew! We better get to these presents before we have to send the kids off on some errand so I can have you alone to myself, big guy." ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 13:39:13 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Leanne Shawler (by way of Leanne Shawler)" Subject: S5: Episode 11 (part 7 of 7) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Lois and Clark got up and offered to play Santa. They each took turns opening a gift, and thanking the giver. After all the presents had been opened, and the pile of shredded wrapping paper threatened to engulf them all, Lois and Clark stood up in front of Martha and Jonathan. "Well, we have one more gift to give you," Clark started. "But you're going to have to wait about seven or more months till you get to unwrap it." Confusion showed on the elderly couple's faces for a few seconds. "Oh my, you mean... you and Clark," Jonathan stumbled for the words. "Jonathan and I are..." Martha was starting to cry. "I'm pregnant!" "Hello, Grandma and Grandpa Kent, meet Baby Kent," Clark patted Lois' stomach. Jonathan and Martha sprang out of their seats and hugged them both so hard they thought their eyes would pop out. "We've been trying to tell you *forever*, but something always came up," Lois offered between hugs. "We just found out about a week ago," Clark said. Realization dawned on Martha. "That's why you're so tired all the time! And why you get hungry suddenly." "And why I've been throwing up in the bathroom from time to time." Jonathan laughed out loud. "You did a good job of hiding it; I don't think I ever noticed." Martha hugged Lois again. "How far along are you?" "Well, we're not 100% sure, but I think around six to eight weeks," Lois said. "Oh, you should be able to hear the heartbeat soon. I think that's around that time frame isn't it?" "Around ten weeks," Lois said nervously, "we're a bit skittish about seeing a 'normal' doctor. I've got a friend that's an OB/GYN. We'll probably go see her when we get back." "This is wonderful news. The first place we are going to go after we retire is Metropolis," Jonathan stated. "Yes, and we are going to spoil that kid rotten," Martha added. "About the retirement," Clark spoke up. "I'm sorry I acted the way I did." "That's okay, Clark. After talking things over with your mother, I think we have decided to keep the farm house and some small acreage. We'll lease the remaining land to keep some income going. We're still going to travel, though." "And I'm sorry I caused all this mess with the Halls. I can't ever seem to leave things well enough alone," Lois said as her face showed her worry. Martha, put her arm around her shoulder. "You were only thinking of us." "Still doesn't help me feel better." Lois walked over to the window and looked out. "At least it could have snowed; a white Christmas would have been something to see." Clark walked up behind her. "Wait an hour. You may get your wish." Jonathan said. "Yes, Wichita is getting snow now. I wouldn't be surprised if we got some before the day was over." Lois looked out at the overcast skies. "I hope everything is going well for them." "Let's all say a little prayer, just in case," Martha suggested. *** Grant looked out the window of the hospital room at the snow blowing below. Joshua was asleep in one bed, and Nicole was asleep in the other. They hadn't been able to stop Nicole's labor, and their baby girl, Christine, was born nearly six weeks premature. It had been a stressful delivery, and in the end, they had to go in and take her via a Cesarean. The doctors had rushed the baby away before Grant and Nicole had even gotten a chance to see her. Ever since, they had asked about her and were told that she was in extremely critical condition. They hadn't been allowed to see her yet, and it was driving Grant crazy. Nicole and Joshua had finally given in to exhaustion, Joshua sleeping with his mother. The poor boy would probably be mentally scarred for life after what he was put through. It was hard to be optimistic with your life falling apart around you. The only good thing was that Stick had admitted he was the only one to know about them. Now, Stick wasn't a problem anymore. They could stay in Smallville if they wanted. There would be lots of questions, but Jonathan and Martha said that they would take care of everything. Lois and Clark said they would help as well. Lois and Clark, there was an interesting pair. Grant had never known anyone to hold out against Stick as long as Clark had who wasn't a trained player. He had never seen anyone move so quickly, either. Lois was equally amazing. She had somehow known to go after Stick when Clark went for Nicole. He hadn't been able to do anything but stand there and watch. God himself must have propelled Clark to get to Nicole as quickly as he had done. For the millionth time that day, Grant said a quick prayer of thanks and pleaded for his young daughter's life. The doctor suddenly entered the room, his face set in stone. "Oh no! This is it, isn't it?" Nicole was instantly awake. "Where's my baby girl? I want to see her." The doctor sighed heavily. "Your daughter is only six week premature. Normally, the outlook is very good in these cases. She isn't breathing on her own, so we're using a machine to breathe for her. This isn't uncommon, and should be temporary until her own systems can take over. She may have difficulty eating, so we may have to feed her through a tube. Again, this sort of thing isn't that uncommon." He paced back and forth as he talked, then stopped and took a deep breath. Nicole reached for Grant. "However," he licked his lips and continued, "for some reason Christine's functions aren't stabilizing. She shows little signs of life. We've done everything we can, but it's almost as if she doesn't have the will to live. For no medical reason that we can determine, her condition isn't improving." Nicole was shaking with tears, and Grant sat down, too stunned to say anything. The doctor looked pained, and continued with difficulty. "I'm sorry my news isn't better, but I didn't feel you should be kept in the dark any longer. We'll do everything we can to help Christine, but right now, there isn't much we can do but wait." "Can we see her?" "You can see her, but you probably won't be able to touch her. She is extremely sensitive to sensory overload. After a while, the sensations become painful." The doctor turned toward the door and spoke over his shoulder. "I'll... have a nurse get one of our private rooms and come and get you when we're ready." *** No amount of preparation would have prepared them for what they saw. Little Christine was in an incubator, stripped naked, tubes and wires running everywhere. There was a blindfold over her eyes. Her little hands and feet were a dark purple from bruising. A needle was stuck high in the soft spot on top of her skull. Monitors were everywhere, reading out heart rate, blood-oxygen level, respiratory rate, everything. A large mouthpiece was attached to a tube in her throat, and a smaller tube was stuck down her nostril. She lay there motionless, looking like she was dead already. She was so tiny, she was nearly lost in it all. Grant and Nicole clutched each other for support. Joshua simply said, "Oh man..." They approached the incubator slowly. A nurse came up and greeted them. "Hello, my name is Sheila. I'm here to answer any questions you may have and to help with your visit. Would you like to hold her?" Nicole simply nodded as she sat down in the large rocker. The nurse got out several pieces of clothes and some blankets. "She can't regulate her temperature yet, which is why she is under the lights. The blindfold protects her eyes. The hands and feet are bruised from the IV's. They only work so long in each place, before they clog up. Her little veins are so small." She began opening the container and dressing her. Christine's little arms and legs shuddered and quivered at the assault. "Don't worry, that's normal. She's not used to the stimuli." After she was bundled up and a stocking cap put on her head, the nurse handed her to Nicole. The doctor walked in shortly after that. "Hey, little one. How are you? You're so precious..." Nicole choked back the tears so she could talk. "Hey, Christine, this is your Daddy..." They sat there for about a half an hour under the doctor's watchful eye, talking to her, but getting no response. Finally, the doctor said, "It's time we put her back under the lights. We are going to change some of her needles and her bedding, start some new IV's, and hopefully get her stabilized for the next few days. We need to discuss where to go next with her treatment." Grant and Nicole nodded their agreement. Sheila began preparing the incubator. "We'll need to turn off some of the equipment. Don't let the alarms scare you." "I... I have a... poem, a song really, that I'd like to read to her. It's silly I know," Nicole sniffed loudly, "but it tells her how I feel." "That's fine," the doctor said. He began sorting out the wires and tubes. Nicole pulled the crumpled paper out of her robe pocket, spilling several tissues in the process. She had copied the words down from memory, she trusted she had them right. She smoothed the paper out and began reading. "Fly, fly little wing Fly beyond imagining The softest cloud, the whitest dove Upon the wind of heaven's love Past the planets and the stars Leave this lonely world of ours Escape the sorrow and the pain And fly again" The doctor unhooked the blood-oxygen monitor, and it squealed its protest. "Fly, fly precious one Your endless journey has begun Take your gentle happiness Far too beautiful for this Cross over to the other shore There is peace forevermore But hold this mem'ry bittersweet Until we meet" It grew quiet in the room as the monitors were turned off one by one. "Fly, fly do not fear Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear Your heart is pure, your soul is free Be on your way, don't wait for me Above the universe you'll climb On beyond the hands of time The moon will rise, the sun will set But I won't forget" The nurse felt the tears fill her eyes. She was finding it difficult to see what she was doing. "Fly, fly little wing Fly where only angels sing Fly away, the time is right Go now, find the light" The doctor turned off the lung machine that was breathing for Christine, and took the tubes out of her mouth. "We can't leave this off for too long," the doctor informed them. Joshua spoke up for the first time. "Mamma, I want to sing my song to her. Like I did when she was inside your tummy." He looked up at them with innocent eyes. "Can I?" "Sure, honey. You can sing as much as you want." He stepped up close to her head, and whispered to her ear. "Hi Christine. I'm your brother, Joshua. You can call me Josh, it's easier to say. Remember me? I used to sing to you. I'll sing your favorite song, if you would like me to?" Christine coughed a tiny cough, her breathing changing rhythm. In a voice clear and pure, Joshua sang the only verse he knew of his favorite song. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away." At one time, Nicole thought she might go crazy if she heard that song one more time. Now, she'd give anything to keep the little sunshine she held in her arms right now. Christine coughed again, and her arm twitched. She somehow managed to get it unwrapped from the bundle it was in. She sneezed and then turned her head toward Joshua's singing. "See Mamma? She likes this song." Joshua bent over her again. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away." He repeated the verse over, and over. The more he sang, the more animated Christine became. Finally, her little eyes came open, and she blinked at having seen the world for the first time. "Oh my God..." the nurse said. The doctor looked up from his chart into two little coal black eyes. "She's looking for me, Mamma!" Joshua exclaimed loudly. At his shout, Christine closed her eyes shut tightly. He whispered the verse again, and she opened them slowly, blinked, then shut them again. On a hunch, the doctor pulled out a small nursing bottle, and poured one ounce of formula into it. He handed it to Nicole. "See if she will take this. She might not be able to suck very well, you may have to coax her." Nicole took the bottle. "Keep singing, Joshua..." She put it up to the tiny lips and wiggled the nipple. "Come on, sweetheart, open up." Christine felt the bottle and slowly opened her mouth. Her little tongue touched the nipple and she automatically latched onto it. She had trouble forming a good seal for suction, but she pulled on it readily. Every time Joshua would quit singing, she would stop eating. Joshua switched to other songs. Nursery rhymes, Christmas songs, everything he could remember. As long as he sang, she ate. After about twenty minutes, the doctor took the bottle from Nicole. "We don't want her expending more energy eating than she is getting from the calories in the formula. We'll try again later if we can." He helped Nicole sit Christine up a bit and suggested. "See if she will burp for you." Nicole lifted her a couple inches to get a better grip on her, and Christine let out a loud burp. Joshua laughed loudly, and Christine wrinkled up her face. "Joshua, honey, loud noises hurt her. Let's be sure we whisper, okay?" Nicole asked. "All right," he whispered back. Grant looked down at his daughter; she was getting sleepy. He gently reached out for her and took her from Nicole. He laid her up on his shoulder and hummed to her. She felt so good he thought he would die from happiness. "It's the most amazing thing I've ever seen," the doctor said. "I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it. We'll have to run some more tests, but from the looks of things, she may pull through this yet." Grant sat down on his knees and pulled Joshua and Nicole into a big embrace. A family hug. "Everything is going to be all right now, doctor. You'll see. The good Lord just delivered another Christmas baby. And we're going to make sure she has a wonderful life with us, together. At home." *** Lois was curled up in Clark's warm embrace as they sat on the sofa, listening to the fire crackle and pop. Christmas music played softly in the background, and Martha and Jonathan were humming along, holding hands and sipping fresh egg nog. They hadn't moved around a whole lot all day; everyone being content to let their sore bodies heal. Lois let out a long sigh. "You were right; I did get a white Christmas." Big, chunky flakes fell slowly past the front window. Clark pulled her closer for a small hug. "You know what they say about the weather in Kansas..." "...If you don't like it; wait an hour," Jonathan finished for him. He gave a heart-warming smile to Martha when she chuckled. "Other than how the day started, this is how I always dreamed Christmas should be," Lois stated. "Together with the ones you love. Sharing. Watching the snow fall. Listening to 'Silent Night.'" Clark kissed her on the forehead. "You even got to learn how to make stuffing." "That's right. It doesn't come in the bird you know," Lois said mockingly. Clark smiled at the memory. "I've never seen so much food for so few people in my entire life." "We had a pretty good spread today," Jonathan said. "That's because I was expecting more people for dinner," Martha explained. Lois' mood darkened slightly. "We haven't heard from the Halls. I hope everything is all right." Jonathan stood up and walked to the fireplace. "That's one of the things Christmas is about. Hope." He stirred the burning embers of the fire. "And faith," Martha added. "We must have faith." The phone rang, and Martha stood up. "I'll get it. I need a refill anyway." Lois stood up and walked over to the window, peering out at the gently drifting snow. "I hope they can still carry on their lives here. It's tough, looking for something all your life, then having it taken from you time and time again." Clark came up behind her, and placed his hands on her shoulders. "What were you looking for?" Lois looked at his reflection in the window pane. "Someone to love me as much as I was willing to love them." She turned around and looked him in the eyes. In a whisper she said, "I was lucky enough to find what I was searching for." "It's a girl!" Martha screamed from the other room. Everyone turned as she came running into the room, her face awash with happiness. "It's a girl and she's doing better than expected. Tomorrow the doctor is going to talk about a schedule for coming home. It may take a few weeks, but they don't expect a lot of problems." Lois let her head fall to Clark's chest as he wrapped his arms around her. "Maybe it will work out after all," she said. Clark lifted a piece of mistletoe over Lois' head. He held it there patiently, until she noticed the silly grin on his face. She looked up and smiled. Clark gave her a long, soft kiss. He slowly lowered the mistletoe as Lois quickly captured his lips for a second, deeper kiss. "Agghhmmmm..." Jonathan politely cleared his throat. Lois and Clark looked up. "May I borrow that mistletoe, please?" ================================================================= Credits: "Fly" - Celine Dion. From the Album "Falling Into You". Written By: Jean-Jacques Goldman and Phil Galdston Produced By: Jean-Jacques Goldman and Humberto Gatica Published By: 1996 Les Editions JRG/CRB Music Publishing "You Are My Sunshine" - words and music by Jimmie Davis and Charles Mitchell, 1940. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 18:33:10 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Crystal Wimmer Subject: IRC??? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Hello All: Normally, I would not post this to the list, but I really don't know if the problem is me, or my computer, or if there is a server problem. I can't seem to find anyone on to #loiscla. It is a Sunday afternoon, and it is unusual for the channel not to be full, So I'm thinking there may be a problem I know X was awol on Friday, and I was off line Saturday, so does anyone know what is up today? Sorry to clutter mailboxes with a personal problem, but who knows...someone else may be confused as well. Thanks! Crystal JCWimmer@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 18:58:16 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Annette Ciotola Subject: Re: IRC??? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-02-01 18:34:03 EST, you write: << I can't seem to find anyone on to #loiscla. It is a Sunday afternoon, and it is unusual for the channel not to be full, So I'm thinking there may be a problem I know X was awol on Friday, and I was off line Saturday, so does anyone know what is up today? >> Hey gang and IRCers For some reason the Washington DC server, (AKA the AOL default, boy now doesn't that shock you ) split from #loiscla. It has not returned. After several attempts and with no one shoing up on ## I tried another server and they reappeared . So at least for tonight try and avoid Washington server... Hope to see you on the IRC :) Anne :) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 17:53:23 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sara Kraft Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ><< >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are > >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I've heard a few > >> When I'm not in cyberspace, I find myself in school. I'm finally 18yrs old and working on my last year of high school. I plan to go to college in the fall to persue a degree in Something or Other. I spend a good deal of time with my wonderful friends, about 10 hours a week working at a grocery store, and the rest of my time playing and coaching softball. And on another note, Becky mentioned: >(although fanfic is my favorite and has certainly cut down on my bookstore >bills.) How true that is! Usually the bookstore was a treat, to get a book compliments of the parents on every infrequent visit. Now they wonder why I stopped jumping at the chance to buy books. That's all for now Folcs, Sara (who looks guiltily over at her large stack of unread Dean Koontz novels) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 17:33:11 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Linda Mason Subject: Fanfic idea Content-Type: text/plain Hi all! I've been watching "A Wedding Story" on The Learning Channel and I've been thinking that it would've been much better for the series had the wedding episode been more like them. 1)The bride and groom discuss how they met/first date. 2)Significant relationship event(s) 3)Proposal 4)Family and Friends(Bridesmaids/Best Man) 5)Wedding Planning/Rehearsal 6)Wedding Day/Ceremony/Reception I know other fanfics about the wedding have been written, but they are all written from Lois and Clarks POV not from a documentary POV. What do you think? Linda deanishot@hotmail.com ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 20:58:41 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Barbara Warner Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-01-31 21:50:06 EST, you write: << This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >>represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? >> It has been very interesting reading about everyones elses occupations, so here I go too. I have a husband and two sons who seem to take up more of my time than my real job does. I have worked for the local phone company for the last 28 years. I mostly work on dumb terminals collecting data about local equipment offices and underground cable. I spend 8 to 12 hours a day at a terminal, and can't wait to get home to log on to see what is going on with L&C and the many other FOLC friends I have made over the last few years. I would love to spend much more time here, but sometimes I just can't make the time. I am an avid fanfic reader, and have written one that I posted a couple of years ago. I decided I am much better at reading fanfic than I was writing it. Barbara ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 21:54:27 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Lynda D. Love" Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I've enjoyed reading the occupation thread and thought I'd contribute. I'm a staff pharmacist at a very busy retail pharmacy in a grocery store. On a typical Monday we'll push 600 prescriptions filled and lately a typical week is about 2700 prescriptions. It's difficult to maintain good concentration with the many interruptions I face daily. In my profession, perfection is demanded, hence I have to be extremely detail orientated, a herculean feat considering the hectic surroundings I work in. Fortunately or unfortunately (depending on how I look at it), I carry my eye for detail over into my writing. I think a story idea to death in the process of examining all sides of my proposed idea. As a result, I've watched my ideas/dreams/half-finished story/bits and pieces-folder grow to 200K with no end in sight and no time to write. :-( On the positive side, my attention to detail has made me a conscientious editor. I edit fanfic for the archive and also edit for several FOLCs on a regular basis. Even if I can't finish another story of my own, I love that I'm making a contribution to FOLCdom through my editing. Really, editing is an educational experience, both for me and for the author: if I can help the author write a better, tighter story, then I've accomplished my goal. I also can't help noticing typos when I read fanfic that I haven't edited--those typos just seem to leap out at me . I used to be a voracious reader, but unfortunately I have little time for reading except on my lunch hour. Lately been reading several books on Western History (North America), with emphasis on the female perspective. I also love a good novel (the last one I read was 'Ellen Foster' by Kaye Gibbons), and I enjoy reading short stories too. Music is also important to me--listening, not playing. I'm a CD fanatic and have a wide range of musical tastes. Most of the time I'm at the computer I'll have a CD playing while I'm typing along. I work out regularly at the local YMCA and I love lifting weights, but I've got a lot of weight to lose before the muscles show . Fortunately my husband doesn't mind my two obsessions: L&C and gardening. I'm an iris fanatic and I have about 600 different iris plants growing in my yard. Well, right now they shouldn't be growing, they should be resting through the winter :-). Anyway, non-work time in the spring and summer is taken up with gardening: weeding, tending to the irises, weeding, working in the vegetable garden, weeding, caring for the apple trees and grape vines, and more weeding . This June the American Iris Society Annual Convention will be held here in Colorado and my yard is one of the host gardens. The attendees will tour eleven gardens total. In my yard there are about 220 guest iris plants I have been growing for the past 2 or 3 years specifically for convention attendees to view. It's taken a lot of work to prepare for and grow the plants. In fact, I'll be taking six weeks off from work beginning in May just to be sure I'm ready for the convention. I'm looking forward to the time off, even though it means a lot of work. Oh well, a bad day gardening is better than a good day working . Hmm, well this is probably more than you wanted to know. Lynda __________________ Lynda D. Love Rxiris@aol.com "Your life is so strange." --LL to CK in JSN "It's not the years that count, it's the moments, right now, as they happen." --BY "I sort of joke that I'm trying to be a part of as many things that end up on Nick at Night as possible! I've been in The Love Boat, Superman, and now James Bond." --Teri Hatcher __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 21:07:39 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alyssa Mondelli Organization: Brought to you by the legal firm of Deceive, Inveigle, & Obfuscate Subject: S5 Episode 11 now airing at the website Comments: To: loiscla@vm.ege.edu.tr MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Sorry for the delay - I was at my parents', which seems like a worthy excuse in light of this particular episode ;-> Now showing at the S5 website: Episode 11, "Oh Give Me A Home", written by Jeff Brogden. Read, enjoy, send feedback; you know the drill. And check back by Tuesday afternoon at the latest - as soon as Simplenet approves my CGI access, the baby poll will be up and running. As always, we are at: http://www.tempus.simplenet.com/season5/ or http://www.tempus.simplenet.com/season5/text.htm if you prefer. ==Alyssa in St. Paul== (agmondelli@stthomas.edu)(AlyssaM on the IRC) Webmistress, Tempus Expeditions - http://www.tempus.simplenet.com Home of the Fortress of Insanity and Lois & Clark Season 5 "What's less than square one? Minus zippo? Negative bupkes?" --Capt. Don Cragen, _Law & Order_ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 22:11:41 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Genevieve Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I've heard a few I work part time as a cataloging librarian at a college library. This means I'm the person who sits in the back room of the library and figures out the call number and the subject headings to put into the catalog. My husband (who is a reference librarian in the same library) frequently calls what we do a form of "hide and seek." I "hide" the books somewhere in the library; he finds them for people. I also have three daughters (9, 7, and 3), all FoLCs. Since I only work 20 hours a week in the library, I do daycare during the 20 hours a week when I'm home. Actually staying home with six kids (and during the school year, this means four different carpool runs each day!) is a lot harder than working in the library. In fact, I consider my days at the office my "days off." When I first joined the list, the three year old was only a baby, and I found I could easily read fanfic and list-digests while nursing her or rocking her to sleep. (It was much easier to press "page-down" then manage a book.) This last year, however, it's gotten much more difficult to find computer time, as the 3 year old resents the time Mom spends at the "'puter", and the older girls want to use the computer themselves. I frequently have to remind them that it's *my* computer! I've started printing out the fanfic, and reading it in carpool lines or while cooking dinner, etc. Finding time to write is more difficult. I tend to work late at night, after everyone else has gone to bed. And sometimes, my husband, who's a real sweet guy, takes the kids out for a couple of hours and gives me some peace and quiet. I've just finished a fanfic which will be coming out with TUFS, and I must say, it's practically a miracle that I found time to finish it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Genevieve (NightSky@erols.com) ; To find out anything you want to know about Superman (in comics, cartoons, television, or movies, from Bud Collyer to Dean Cain) -- check out THE SUPERMAN HOMEPAGE ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 22:40:20 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Fanfic idea In-Reply-To: <19980202013312.23481.qmail@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 5:33 PM -0800 2/1/98, Linda Mason wrote: >I know other fanfics about the wedding have been written, but they >are all written from Lois and Clarks POV not from a documentary POV. Linda, I would love to see a fanfic like this. I've often thought about this same idea, and think it would be neat. I can just picture the "interviews" that would be done, how we'd get to see different POV's ... Perry and Jimmy reflecting on L&C's early years, Clark's parents talking about their son and about how Lois was "part of the family" before she and Clark were even dating, and Lois's parents talking about how they see things (I'd be very interested to see how Ellen and Sam view Clark ... my feeling is that they weren't sure at first if anyone could be good enough for their Lois, but now they love him.) I think this would be a neat fic. Would be a great exercise in characterization, trying to get into the various side-characters heads and figuring out how they would see things, how they would describe things. Very neat. Go for it, Linda. Kathy :) ______________________ Kathy Brown kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 23:15:18 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Everett Subject: Re: Fanfic idea In-Reply-To: <19980202013312.23481.qmail@hotmail.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; X-MAPIextension=".TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable > I've been watching "A Wedding Story" on The Learning Channel and > I've been thinking that it would've been much better for the series > had the wedding episode been more like them. I love this -- go, Linda!! Peace ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 17:24:25 +1000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Bec Cordingley Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? In-Reply-To: <199802020315.WAA26369@smtp3.erols.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hi, I've really enjoyed reading what other people do, so I thought I'd join in. I'm 17 years old. I've just started year 12 - last week, actually - so, school takes up a large part of my life. I'm studying legal studies, information technology and English. I'm hoping to get into Law at University. For the last 6 years I've had Myalgic Encephalomyelitis/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and I've been away from school for a little over 2 years. Before I became too ill to continue with it, I was heavily involved in music. I played piano; violin; harp; flute; bagpipes; sopranino, descant, treble, tenor and bass recorders; percussion and sang. I also did theory of music. If I'd continued, I would have got my A-Mus-A (Associate Degree) in piano, violin and theory this year. I still play the piano every now and again, and, when I feel up to it, I play 1st violin in a string quartet. I still sing, although I'm not in any choirs anymore. So, until I was 15, orchestras, choirs, quartets, ensembles, performances were a huge part of my life. Now, I: spend a huge amount of time online (usually on #loiscla) read (I particularly love the classics.. and fanfic ) listen to music help Mum in at her work occasionally go out with friends.... that's about it, I guess. Bec :) Bec-El on IRC ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 02:15:11 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Grace Wong Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Hey folcs! It was great to hear what everyone else did, so I'll share mine. I'm a freshman at National Sun-Yat Sen University in Kaoshiung, Taiwan. I major in Foreign Languages and Literature, so writing and reading is my specialty. I love to see movies and some other TV shows such as ER and Friends, and I enjoy listening to music. And oh, I like to shop. I've written fanfic, and I truelly agree that reading them is easier then writing! I'll contiune to write lnc fanfics, though, cause it's something I love to do! Grace Wong Lois1979@yahoo.com Zepher on IRC _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 05:58:35 -0800 Reply-To: lloydr@ldd.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LLOYD RALSTON Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >What kinds of occupations are represented by the fanfic writers, readers >and lurkers? Okay, I guess I'll jump in here also. I'm a 16 year old High School Sophomore. Right now I have no job. In the future though I'd like to be a vet tech or a companion animal veterinarian. I love to read, especially books (or now fanfic) about my favorite shows. I found this site by accident and it started me on fanfic reading. Currently I'm working on my first L&C fanfic. When I'm not in CyberSpace, I'm probably reading books, watching tv, or playing games on the computer. Well that's just about it, CYA, Jodi R. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 23:10:08 +1100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Leanne Genn Subject: Re: Kathy's Challenge (Commandments) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Peace clarified: > and now I'm thinking... hmmm.... more here than I realized > -- no, I actually wasn't thinking of either of these. So > maybe I should narrow my challenge (although it is > very interesting to see what *other* stories end with > Bible verses) -- the story I'm thinking of ended with a > Commandment. I must admit, I thought of "In the Beginning" at first, too. But the above means that it must be Gary Rudick's "Promises to Keep". Though... I gotta say, Tickle Me Elmo comes to mind before the reminder to honour thy mother and father . Leanne. ========================== Leanne Genn [lgenn@powerup.com.au] For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbours, and laugh at them in our turn? -- Jane Austen, "Pride and Prejudice" ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 08:24:50 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Beth Guide Subject: Re: New Fanfic Update MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I'm not sure how many of you know this, but we have put a fanfic message board on Zoomway's site. There are several works in progress and 4 new parts of "On The Run," which keeps gaining popularity with every post. Just follow the message board link and the you will find the stories under the fanfic message board link. Also, please feel free to post your works in progress or your comments to the boards. If anyone needs help, please let me know. http://acreativetouch.simplenet.com/zoomway/zoom2.htm Also, the fanfic archive is now being updated weekly and our target is Sunday. And as of today there has been over 5 new stories added for this week. http://www.ixpres.com/chrispat/lcfanfic That's all for now Beth ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 10:43:37 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alyssa Mondelli Organization: Brought to you by the legal firm of Deceive, Inveigle, & Obfuscate Subject: Re: Learning to Read (was:Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace?) MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Margaret Brignell wrote: > >My other interests are travel (as a result "my" Clark travels a lot) and > >reading (I do not remember a time in my life when I couldn't read. I can > >remember not being able to write, but it seems like I've *always* been able > >to read:) Yes, it's a dreaded "me too" message from someone who can't imagine not reading. I'm told I learned to read when I was about three, but it took my parents awhile to realize it because, like Jenny, they'd read me certain books often enough that I knew all the words by heart. One day I started reading out loud and they noticed that I had one of the new library books that neither of them had had a chance to read to me yet. But since I can't remember back that far, it seems to me that I've been reading my whole life. My mother, who used to call reading my "full-time occupation with overtime" and tried in vain to chase me out of the house during the summer (but mom, I just got this stack of books from the library, leave me alone!), would undoubtedly agree. ==Alyssa in St. Paul== (agmondelli@stthomas.edu)(AlyssaM on the IRC) Webmistress, Tempus Expeditions - http://www.tempus.simplenet.com Home of the Fortress of Insanity and Lois & Clark Season 5 "What's less than square one? Minus zippo? Negative bupkes?" --Capt. Don Cragen, _Law & Order_ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 12:05:33 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Learning to Read In-Reply-To: <34D5F7B8.E28@stthomas.edu> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 10:43 AM -0600 2/2/98, Alyssa Mondelli wrote: > My mother, who used to call reading my "full-time >occupation with overtime" and tried in vain to chase me out of the house >during the summer (but mom, I just got this stack of books from the >library, leave me alone!), would undoubtedly agree. I have no idea if anyone is interested in this thread or not, but I'll throw in my 2 cents as well. (Since when have I let a little thing like annoying people stop me? ) My sister and I are only a year apart and were both big readers as kids (some things don't change). We used to go to the library every week with my mom in the summer and each get out as many books as the library would let us. (They had a 10 book limit per day.) We'd take our 20 books home and promptly devour them. Then, after a day or two when we had finished our own, we'd raid the other sister's pile. After a day or two of that, we'd go back to our own pile and reread everything all over again. Sound familiar? :) I can only hope that my daughter (2 1/2) will be as big of a reader, but we certainly do have tons of book around the hous to encourage it. My youngest nephew really increased our supply. At 11, he was feeling very generous one day, and went around his house gathering up all of his old books and old stuffed animals, everything he had outgrown. Out of the blue one day, I got two large boxes delivered to my house. There must have been 50 books, including what seems like all the Dr. Suess books. Talk about hitting paydirt! Kathy (who's probably read the "Little House on the Praire" series of books, all what? 8 of them? at least 30 times a piece. Watch, I'll get kids who don't read. I'd go crazy.) ______________________ Kathy Brown kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 11:13:45 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Everett Subject: Re: Kathy's Challenge (Commandments) In-Reply-To: <000601bd2fd3$8380c060$8aed8bca@leanne-genn> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; X-MAPIextension=".TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable > I must admit, I thought of "In the Beginning" at first, too. But the = above > means that it must be Gary Rudick's "Promises to Keep". Though... I got= ta > say, Tickle Me Elmo comes to mind before the reminder to honour thy mot= her > and father . > > Leanne Genn Yea!! Leanne got it! > For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbours, and laugh = at them > in our turn? > -- Jane Austen, "Pride and Prejudice" Jane Austen - ah... one of my favorite authors from long before Hollywood discovered her (although I did enjoy Emma Thompson's take on Sense and Sensibility :) Peace A FoLC Named Peace is settling into a new home! Come visit me at my new place, and read my fanfic http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/7137 ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 09:36:22 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Julie Joseph Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii > >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are > >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? I think that I will finally answer this one, since everyone else is. I am a Senior in High School and I am very involved in after-school events. My friends call me Lois Lane because of my obsession and I would have to say that it has stuck. I guess I am a little bit of Perry, Jimmy, and Lois, basically because I am the editor, photographer and writer of our school's yearbook. Making a yearbook and keeping everyone else in line takes up most of my free time. (Now I know why Alice left Perry) This can be bad and good at the same time. Bad, because I am usually not home and don't have a lot of free time to spend with my friends. Good, because I get in all of the games and events for free. I also get to hang around the football players. Well, that's basically my whole life. Traveling to all of the football, volleyball, basketball(girls and guys), baseball, softball, wrestling, cheerleading, etc... not to mention that all of them have freshmen, reserve, and varsity divisions. So my life is pretty hectic. I am also the President of the Spanish Club, involved in Drama, and SADD(students against drunk driving) I used to have a job at Burger King (it wasn't as bad as you would think) but since my schedule was so full, I had to quit. (too bad ;) I am now working on my first lnc fanfic and it is up to 5 pages. I'm not sure where to go now but hopefully it will come to me soon so I can finish it. I've been really enjoying this thread, so, keep it up. I think I will end it at that. Thanks for reading this far! Julie _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 12:39:14 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Michelle Glenn Subject: Re: Learning to Read In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII On Mon, 2 Feb 1998, Kathy Brown wrote: > (some things don't change). We used to go to the library every week with > my mom in the summer and each get out as many books as the library would > let us. (They had a 10 book limit per day.) > Sound familiar? :) I never bothered taking the books out of the library. We had a very large Enoch Pratt Free in walking distance, so I'd just sit in the library all day reading. My mother was afraid that I would turn into some sort of psychopath because all I did was read, she was afraid that is, until she remembered that she did the same thing as a child. While my sister and the rest of the neighborhood kids hung around doing (what I considered to be) absolutely nothing, I was in the air conditioned library reading until my eyes popped out of my head. There were some days I would leave the house about 10 (we had a lot of older people on our street so we were all nice and courteous and waited till then to go outside.) and my mom would come searching for me at dinner. I think I had every poem in "Where The Sidewalk Ends" by Shel Silverstein memorized! Of course, I managed to get a reputation for being a bookworm. I did wander out of the library sometimes and just hang around doing nothing, but I was never happier than when I was lost in a story. After a while, the other kids decided to join me and we had a regular book club going! > > Kathy (who's probably read the "Little House on the Praire" series of > books, all what? 8 of them? at least 30 times a piece. Watch, I'll get > kids who don't read. I'd go crazy.) I've read the "Little House" books quite a few times myself, but most girls probably did. Another favorite was the "Anne" books by L.M. Montgomery. I still have my collections of both series sitting in my attic. (My bookshelves are overflowing) Michelle ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 12:45:30 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Gary Subject: Titles: Re: Kathy's Challenge (Commandments) In-Reply-To: <000601bd2fd3$8380c060$8aed8bca@leanne-genn> MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 11:10 PM 2/2/98 +1100, you wrote: >Peace clarified: > >> and now I'm thinking... hmmm.... more here than I realized >> -- no, I actually wasn't thinking of either of these. So >> maybe I should narrow my challenge (although it is >> very interesting to see what *other* stories end with >> Bible verses) -- the story I'm thinking of ended with a >> Commandment. > >I must admit, I thought of "In the Beginning" at first, too. But the above >means that it must be Gary Rudick's "Promises to Keep". Though... I gotta >say, Tickle Me Elmo comes to mind before the reminder to honour thy mother >and father . > >Leanne. > > This brings back the idea somebody mentioned awhile back, talking about the best titles or how people come up with the title. I wrote the story and then had to come up with a title and after thinking about what I'd witten, the 'children need their parents' theme being rather strong in the story, The commandment says essentially the same thing. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= | Gary A. Rudick mailto:gar8434@rit.edu | | "You decide what you feel heaven is worth" - Deborah Gibson, TWYH | =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 14:07:44 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: What Do We Do and Motivations In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" WARNING: Completely self-absorbed post below. I almost didn't send it, actually, but then I would have done all this writing for nothing. ;) Oh well, at least I'm combining the two threads so you only have to get one from me. And no, you don't have to read it. I'm not a cruel person. First off, I'd like to say how much I've been enjoying reading these posts from everyone. It just proves what I already knew about how educated and well-spoken FoLCs are. We are a very neat, friendly, *interesting* group of people, our obsession with these characters notwithstanding. ;) And since one of my favorite things to do is discuss writing with other writers, I have been fascinated by the "Motivations" thread. I, too, am currently a stay-at-home mom. I have one child, a daughter, Amy, who will be 3 in May. She is very bright and very talkative (gee, imagine that ) and we have a lot of fun together. I've been home with her for nearly 18 months now, and am enjoying it more than I ever thought I would (and I thought I would enjoy it a lot! :)) We're planning to have more kids eventually, but right now it's great to concentrate on her, while still having time for me. When I'm not spending time with Amy, I do have a couple hobbies. I try to get to the gym 4-5 times a week. I lift weights and either take a step aerobics class (which I love) or walk/run on the treadmill. I also manage our investments and spend time doing research for that (we mostly invest in mutual funds, though we do enjoy dabbling in some individual stocks occasionally, trying to "hit it big" with a tiny part of our portfolio. ) Most of my off-line reading consists of the various money/investing magazines we subscribe to. Until last year, I was working as a management consultant for a smaller consulting firm (about 100 consultants - that's "smaller"). We did employee benefits consulting for major corporations (household names - AT&T, General Motors, Sears, etc.). Basically, we helped our customers administer their benefit plans better. I specialized in health care and flexible benefits plan administration consulting for several years, then my last 18 months there, I created and launched a new life insurance administration product for my company. It was extremely successful and made me very visible within the company. (This was especially fun because I was pregnant at the time, and I got to break a lot of stereotypes -- I was a woman who was doing big things at work, flying all over the country, all the while loving being pregnant. I had a lot of people, male and female, tell me that I was an inspiration to them, which made me feel on top of the world. :)) After having Amy, I went back part-time, continuing to run my project as well as launching a training program for the national sales force. (The sales reps have to know what the product is all about so they can extole the virtues to the customers, don't ya know. ) I also created all the marketing and sales materials for the product, which led to my director putting my in charge of marketing for my whole consulting division. (And just as I finally got to work in marketing, which was what I went to school for, I left the company. Now that's irony! ) (As for why I left, my husband got a shot as his dream job out of state, so we decided we would just go for it. Since we moved to a small town with no way for me to do what I was doing, and since we are only here temporarily (my husband is a college professor currently trying to get a tenure-track position), we decided that I would just stay home with Amy. I haven't regretted that decision. :)) So, how the heck did I get from all of that to writing? Well, I certainly did a lot of writing at work. Besides working on sales and marketing brochures (hmm, are those fiction or non-fiction? ), I did extensive writing on business proposals, press releases, training manuals ... heck, I even wrote a software manual. But with all this, I never considered myself a writer, at least not of fiction. Fiction writing was one of those school assigments (remember "Young Authors"?) that I used to dread every year. Give me a term paper or a research assignment or a project update memo and I could do wonders. Write a story? Or worse, a poem? Gag. Given this, I did do some fiction writing when I was a kid. I even won that "Young Author's" contest a couple of years. But that was not my thing, not really. My sister was the "artist"; I was the academic. Fast forward to 1995 and the internet. Talk about your life-altering experiences. I didn't even want to buy that new computer -- our old one worked just fine for the stuff I did on it. But my husband insisted and bought a new fancy-dancy computer with a modem ... then brought up the Yahoo page and said "what do you want to search on?". The first thing I typed? Say it with me now, people ... "Lois and Clark". As I'm sure we all were, I was stunned by the amount of material out there. I couldn't believe my eyes. Discussion groups and pictures and sounds clips ... and something called IRC. (Oy, don't get me started. ) And fanfic. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I started surfing and found the various sites with fanfic (like Debby's), then found out about the fanfic mailing list (Rhen's). It wasn't long before I downloaded the entire fanfic archive and worked my way through it ... alphabetically. I've always been a big reader, and having so many neat stories to read about my favorite characters was just wonderful. (Especially to a new mom who was used to going into the office everyday and having lots of people around to talk to. This was a lot cheaper than calling up all my work friends long distance and bugging them. ) It wasn't long before I had an idea for my own story. I planned it out in my head, writing scenes mentally and deciding that I would give it a shot. Heck, that stuff in my head *sounded* as good as some of the better fics I had read ... maybe I should get it down on paper and see if it ended up that way. I did ... and in December 1995, I released my first story. Got great feedback on it, so I kept going. And going. ;) An addict was born. Now, I consider myself a writer. I guess I always was; I just never defined it that way. I never considered myself "creative". I thought of creativity as only having to do with art or music. Now I realize that creating with words is just as magical as creating with paints. You start with nothing but yourself and your ideas ... and you create a body of work. It's amazing. That feeling when the words are just flowing out of you and you are so into your story that you find yourself thinking about it constantly and can't wait to get back to writing ... or when you read over a scene that you just worked and reworked and finally think "oh this is *good*" ... it's such a high. (And when the words stop ... ohh, devestating crash. ) How do I write? (We're deep into the "Motivations" thread if you're keeping track. ;)) I guess I'm right in the middle of many of the other writers who posted. Yes, I often create scenes in my head before putting them on paper. I think big scenes especially get handled that way. I need to have a feel for the scene, for the general direction and the dialogue and especially the emotion, before the rest of it starts to take shape. Once I have the scene in my mind, though, I usually make changes when I actually write it. Much of the dialogue sticks, while often narrative gets created on the fly. Like for Sheila, dialogue is easy for me. Narrative can go either way but in general I like getting into the characters heads for thoughts and emotions and motivations. It's those pesky scene transitions that I struggle with. The only time I outline is when I'm skipping from scene to scene and I want to jot some notes to myself for what comes in between. I'm a scene writer. I write the scenes as they come to me and fill in the transitions later (sometimes pounding them in with a sledgehammer. ) At any given time, I may have five or more different scenes going at once. I write what's in my head, then keep going until I hit a roadblock ... then I move to a different scene. Often times a story will start with exactly that -- one or two scenes, maybe in opposite ends of the story. I get them down on paper, and think "ok, how can I get from point A to point B?" The scenes may be major or minor, but they are something that interested me, something that I really liked for one reason or another. I'll write from one scene forward, then the other backward ... then come up with something else that falls in the middle. And soon the story comes together, first in a general direction, then the specifics. As to where story ideas come from, heck if I know. My head, a dream, a question or brainstorming session with another writer (that's how Demi and I got started on our monster epic ... she /msg me in IRC one night about one of my stories and said "what would have happened if?" We let the ideas flow and came up with a premise we both thought was neat ... then didn't do anything with it for months. Finally, we both had some time this summer/fall and started writing. Now we are both too into the story to let it go.) Unlike many of the writers who have posted, however, I don't consider the characters to take on a life of their own while I'm writing. It's just symantics, I'm sure, but that's just not where I see the story coming from. Yes, many times I'll be writing and an idea that I hadn't considered before will seem to just flow naturally onto the paper. But I still see that as coming from me. I am in control of the story ... I just need to get out of my own way sometimes and let it happen. I see it as my responsibility to put together a story that is interesting (at least to me) and well written (again, to my eyes). If there is a plot hole, I need to fill it. If a transition seems forced or awkward, I need to figure out a way to say it better. I work and reword scenes, tweaking words or sentences here or there until it feels right. (And thank goodness for a really amazing editor - hi Sheila - who is worth her weight in gold.) I think the best analogy might be that of an artist molding clay ... I start with a lump then just keep tweaking and reworking the clay (the story) until it starts to look like what I want it to. OK, I'm going to stop now. Any more and this *will* be a dissertation. I have no idea if anyone is still reading, but this was a great way for me to procrastinate. Thanks. Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 21:31:51 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Petra Steudle Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? Ok, my turn. It's been really nice and interesting reading about what FoLCs do in their life outside the "LnC-world" . I'm a banker and I work in the foreign department for seven years now. You know, sending money around the world ;-) Besides work I spend my time in cyber-space (too much time as my friends and family say ), going to the movies or reading.... well, not only LnC fanfic but also crime novels, romantic novels, no make that "reading everything"! One of my other interests is travel. I've been around Europe quite a bit, in New Zealand and Canada. I just wished, I had more time and money to do more of it ;-) Actually this year I'm planning to go to Australia for five weeks. And I'm really looking forward to that, believe me! :-) Petra ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 17:13:28 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Michelle Gilmore Subject: Re: Fanfic Awards Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit I don't know if this topic has come up yet or if the voting is taking place becoz I'm 10 days behind in my mail (whatta nightmare) but I am suggesting that we limit the stories to archived ones so that those who haven't read particular stories, can access them quickly, and it's not like there is a shortage of stories in there! ~Michelle ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 17:14:04 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "K.M. de Castro" Subject: Re: Fanfic idea Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-02-01 22:39:32 EST, you write: << I've often thought about this same idea, and think it would be neat. I can just picture the "interviews" that would be done, how we'd get to see different POV's ... Perry and Jimmy reflecting on L&C's early years, Clark's parents talking about their son and about how Lois was "part of the family" before she and Clark were even dating, and Lois's parents talking about how they see things (I'd be very interested to see how Ellen and Sam view Clark ... my feeling is that they weren't sure at first if anyone could be good enough for their Lois, but now they love him.) I think this would be a neat fic. Would be a great exercise in characterization, trying to get into the various side-characters heads and figuring out how they would see things, how they would describe things. >> So, why not divide up the parts? I mean, take our regular staff writers, and assign each one a POV. Someone could "be" Jimmy, or Perry, or any of the others, and one person could be assigned to do the "TV Guide" part. You know, something like this: TVG: So, Perry, what was your real motivation behind hiring Clark? Was it just a fluff, human interest piece, or was it real, solid writing that attracted you? PW: Actually, Clark has that same charisma Elvis did when I saw him on stage, back in ('year'). I'll never forget that time when.... Yadda yadda yadda. Marie ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 17:24:58 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Fanfic idea In-Reply-To: <38211c7a.34d6452e@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 5:14 PM -0500 2/2/98, K.M. de Castro wrote: >TVG: So, Perry, what was your real motivation behind hiring Clark? Was it >just a fluff, human interest piece, or was it real, solid writing that >attracted you? > >PW: Actually, Clark has that same charisma Elvis did when I saw him on stage, >back in ('year'). I'll never forget that time when.... LOL, that's funny. Definitely a more "tongue-in-cheek" take on the story as opposed to a "real" documentary, but one that could be get a lot of snickers. Kathy (who loves the creativity of FoLCs. :)) ______________________ Kathy Brown kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 18:04:47 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Margaret Brignell Subject: Re: Learning to Read Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 12:05 PM 02/02/98 -0500, Kathy Brown wrote: >(some things don't change). We used to go to the library every week with >my mom in the summer and each get out as many books as the library would >let us. (They had a 10 book limit per day.) >We'd take our 20 books home and promptly devour them. Yep, every Saturday morning, I'd max out my library card...and I'd have them all read by Sunday night >Then, after a day or >two when we had finished our own, we'd raid the other sister's pile. After >a day or two of that, we'd go back to our own pile and reread everything >all over again. > >Sound familiar? :) Oh, yes! (Except for the part about my sister reading...) I think I must have read every library book I ever borrowed at least three or four times during the week I had them on loan;) I hear there are people who only read a book once...I wonder, sometimes >Kathy (who's probably read the "Little House on the Praire" series of >books, all what? 8 of them? at least 30 times a piece. Watch, I'll get >kids who don't read. I'd go crazy.) Me, I read the Chronicles of Narnia (all seven of them) over, and over, and over, and....well, let's just say I've been reading them again and again for about forty years and I *still* take them out every once in a while and re-read them Margaret (Did I mention I'm a big kid at heart? An *old* big kid?) ****************************** Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% My fanfic now available at: http://www.capitalnet.com/~brignell/ ****************************** ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 15:04:30 -0800 Reply-To: atavakoly0@sm.saddleback.cc.ca.us Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Ali Tavakoly Organization: Saddleback College Subject: Fanfic idea MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I read this fanfic about Lewis Being super woman and clark being human. This made me think waht would happen if superman and clark wehrer switched and superwoman ends up in suopermans universe :) ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 10:17:34 +1100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Narnia: (was:Re: Learning to Read) In-Reply-To: <3.0.32.19980202180442.0069fa24@capitalnet.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 06:04 PM 02/02/98 -0500, Margaret Brignell wrote: >Me, I read the Chronicles of Narnia (all seven of them) over, and over, and >over, and....well, let's just say I've been reading them again and again >for about forty years and I *still* take them out every once in a while and >re-read them > >Margaret >(Did I mention I'm a big kid at heart? An *old* big kid?) Have the "Cruncles" been *out* that long? I was introduced to them in Grade 4. The teacher read us The Magician's Nephew and I was hooked! One day I'll buy a hardback matching set so I can reread them... they're falling apart too much to read them these days. When I was at college, a friend who is a "born again christian" expressed surprise that I had been allowed to read the Narnia books, and I never understood why until I found a book explaining all the Christian symbolism in them. Given that I was brought up Jewish and attended a Jewish Day-School from Kindergarten through to Year 12 (and *then* spent a year in Israel on a religious study programme), I had no idea that there even was any symbolism in the books until it was pointed out to me. Another thing too: has anyone here ever written to an author whose work they've enjoyed and had a letter back from them? The book I found about the Narnia symbolism was written by CS Lewis' secretary, whose name escapes me now, and after I read the book I wrote to him and he actually wrote back to me! The only other time that's happened was when I read Elliot Maggin's Last Son of Krypton novel and wrote to him, and he also wrote back to me (I still have the letters, in the back of the books). Based on the joy (?) I got from these two letters, when I was doing teaching, I used to get the year 9 students over the period of the whole term to choose something they had read (book, magazine article, comic, whatever - they got to choose!), think of the things they liked about it, and put it in a letter to the author. I got aerogrammes or stamps for the letters and posted them off (in care of the publishers ususally), and usually by the end of term, some of the students had had letters back from the authors. I hope they got as much of a thrill from it as I did, way back when! -- Jenny Stosser -*- jenerate@ozramp.net.au -*- (Jenerator or MoiAussie on IRC) This message is umop ap!sdn -*- David is 5 and Megan is 2! Photos on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 19:24:48 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Narnia: (was:Re: Learning to Read) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-02-02 18:19:14 EST, jenerate@OZRAMP.NET.AU writes: << Another thing too: has anyone here ever written to an author whose work they've enjoyed and had a letter back from them? >> Got a post card back from Isaac Asimov back in my teen years. (Heard him speak a couple times too--he was good!) One of my biggest regrets is not writing to a favorite author only to find out some years later that she had since died and I'd missed my chance. Margaret, I wish I'd known all the Narnia books as a kid. I found "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" and "The Magician's Nephew" in the tiny, new public library when I was about 12 or so and didn't ever see the rest till I was in college and was buying loads of books at used bookstores in town. That didn't stop me from reading them, however. ;) --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 17:42:58 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Gardner Family Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Well I guess I'll bore you guys with my life now. Here's a typical day = in my life. Get up at 6 get ready for school. I am an eighth grader = (greatly anticipating my graduation) and I am 13 years old. (I'll be 14 = March 20th)I get home about 4 and I turn on Oprah. (She's not on ABC in = my area) and then I do my homework. I turn Lois Clark on at 5:00 and = after that I have supper/dinner (whatever you call it) I then watch NBC = mindless humor for the rest of the night. I am a Boy Scout, I should be Eagle by this time next year, and I am = going to Ely Minnesota this summer for a canoe trio in the boundary = waters of Canada. As you already know my girlfriend's name is Sheena. I = have a sister who is 12. I love being on the computer. My other passions = are (weirdly enough) Algebra, Buffy, Friends, E.R., Days of Our Lives, = Dawson's Creek, and Oprah. I am on the Buffyfic mailing list also and I love it too. (it's not the = same one you are on Leanne) I love the Spice Girls, Maria Carey, and = Grease! Not to mention other hip hop/ rock 'n roll, alternative, pop = kinds of music. I live in America, I guess most of us do. I am very dark = skinned and white. (I'm not prejudice!!!) I'm not very popular at school = because I'm not athletic, but I have found all you really cool people to = my friends!! I guess you would call me smart because everyone comes to = me for help in Algebra and Science. I am in the National Honor Society = and on the A honor roll. (I hope I don't sound like I'm tooting my own = horn) Thanks for reading if you made it this far!!! Brad ------------------------------------------ Brad Gardner Gardners@htc.net=20 Visit Brad's Place-everything from Buffy to Friends to Lois and Clark http://www.angelfire.com/ga/gardners/brdswrld.html=20 ------------------------------------------ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 20:36:10 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Regina Gilchrist Ash Subject: Re: Learning to Read & What we do.... I waited to post this for a few days since there seems to be so many of us, and I didn't want to bore anyone else, but here goes...I'm a teacher, 5th & 6th grades, math (Hi, Sheila, John, Tracey & all you other maths teachers out there...we have such good taste:) I also have a husband of going on 17 years, now, and an almost 11 year old daughter. Tory is a FoLC...Steve watches L&C, but I'm not sure I'd classify him FoLC, or not. I do accounting work in my "spare" time for my dad's small business...and had to reluctantly resign my post as General Editor of the wonderful L&C fanfic archive...back after tax season. Next, our reading thread...the book I first chose to read was a Supergirl comic. (Sensing a pattern here? ) I had a voracious appetite for any "Kryptonian Literature." And it was onward and upward from there... On Monday, February 02, 1998 12:05 PM, Kathy Brown[SMTP:kbrown@TOOLCITY.NET] wrote: > Kathy (who's probably read the "Little House on the Praire" series of > books, all what? 8 of them? What?!? Only 8 of them...then you've missed the follow ups by Laura Ingalls WIlder's nephew et al...Little House on Rocky Ridge, Little Farm in the Ozarks & In the Land of the Big Read Apple... -- Regina Ash (rash@dnet.net) General Editor-Lois & Clark Fanfic Archive http://www.ixpres.com/chrispat/lcfanfic ************************************************ "Science, sufficiently advanced, is indistinguishable from magic." -Arthur C. Clarke *********************************************** ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 20:52:46 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Learning to Read & What we do.... In-Reply-To: <01BD301A.4E9AE960@max-swain46.dnet.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 8:36 PM -0500 2/2/98, Regina Gilchrist Ash wrote: >What?!? Only 8 of them...then you've missed the follow ups by Laura Ingalls >WIlder's nephew et al...Little House on Rocky Ridge, Little Farm in the >Ozarks & In the Land of the Big Read Apple... Actually, I found these book several years later, when I was a teenager, and read them then. (The last two you mentioned for sure ... the first one doesn't ring a bell, but I remember searching for all of the follow-ups, so the odds are I read all three.) I'm actually glad I didn't read these as a child. These stories are not as "sugar-coated" as the main set of stories. There were several incidences covered that are very much real-life, "adult" issues, that may very well have disturbed me when I was younger. Heck, they kind of disturbed me as a teenager. These books are really good, and they are certainly not graphic, but they do present the hardships of frontier life much more realistically than do the orginals. Kathy :) ______________________ Kathy Brown kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 01:15:36 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nethra Ankam Subject: Re: fanfic idea In-Reply-To: <199802030510.AAA56508@r02n06.cac.psu.edu> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Linda wrote: > I've been watching "A Wedding Story" on The Learning Channel and > I've been thinking that it would've been much better for the series > had the wedding episode been more like them. This is a such a great idea!! I can just imagine Jimmy saying something like Man, when CK started dating Lois, I was like, "Yes! A guy like me has a chance!" CK is the man and Lois is the greatest. They're perfect together. The Chief and I knew that all along (ok, maybe only the Chief did and CK) but it took Lois a *lot* longer to figure that out. I'm glad she finally did... Cut to Perry Those two kids have had more problems than They deserve a perfect wedding day after all they've been through. Maybe after they're married we can finally go back to running a newspaper again... Cut to Martha I knew my boy was in love with Lois the first time he mentioned her. That look in his eyes...it hasn't left them since... sorry...I got carried away... I should be studying for an Ochem test... But this is more fun... Off to go study... Nethra ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 00:34:40 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Everett Subject: Re: Learning to Read In-Reply-To: <3.0.32.19980202180442.0069fa24@capitalnet.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; X-MAPIextension=".TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Margaret wrote: > Me, I read the Chronicles of Narnia (all seven of them) over, and over,= and > over, and....well, let's just say I've been reading them again and agai= n > for about forty years and I *still* take them out every once in a while= and > re-read them We've been friends for a while now, Margaret, but I didn't realize we had= this in common as well -- I discovered the Chronicles of Narnia when I was 13 and absolu= tely fell in love with them. You see, I went to a very tiny school, and when we put on a = school play, *everyone* had a part. So when I was in 7th grade we did The Silver Chai= r. The "high schoolers" were the giants (and high school was considered 7-10th grades = -- we didn't have any older kids), the middle schoolers played the regular sized peopl= e and the larger animals, and the grade school kids played the dwarves and smaller animals= . I played the Giant Cook who fell asleep and allowed Puddleglum, Eustace and Jill to = escape. Our school principal had converted the book into a play -- we did The Hob= bit the next year. ;) In doing this play, I discovered that it was from a book and = that there were more, so I read them all that summer -- probably two or three times. Over the = years, I checked them out of the school library at least once a year to reread, and eventu= ally got copies of my own that I could mark up. Then in the mid-80s, living in Brazil, I = found the books had been translated into Portuguese, so I bought a set and gave my Portuguese= a workout. Donated them to the church library and bought another set -- gave those = away to a young friend. I'm on at least my third and maybe my fourth set in Portuguese = -- I keep giving them away! Well, this is way off topic for a Lois & Clark list -- but then again may= be not. Reading C.S. Lewis is what got me interested in the fantastic -- up until then = I'd read Mark Twain and Jane Austen, the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys and Bobbsey Twins books = -- all books very firmly rooted in *reality*. C.S. Lewis opened my eyes and my imagin= ation to believe that anything is possible, and I've been reading science fiction and fant= asy books ever since. (I have an award-winning collection of Star Trek books, and a pile of Bar= bara Hambly novels I bought just before discovering fanfic and as a result have never= read ;) The point I'm stumbling around here trying to make is that in some odd way, reading= C.S. Lewis as a teenager gave me a mindset that allows me to accept the possibility of = a man who can fly and bend steel bars and see through walls and still be as good and as kin= d and as human as Clark Kent is. The Chronicles of Narnia are an allegory of the Bible, = and there are a lot of Christ-like qualities in Clark. Clark's abilities border on the miraculo= us and his personality, especially in fanfic, is almost unbelievably upstanding and benign. I'm going to hush now before I get into a dissertation on Superman theolo= gy that would make my father turn over in grave if he were dead which he isn't so I won't...= . warning - warning - warning - warning - warning - warning It's past midnight and Peace is starting to get really weird (like you = hadn't already noticed ;) Peace A FoLC Named Peace is settling into a new home! Come visit me at my new place, and read my fanfic http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/7137 ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 00:41:22 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Everett Subject: Re: fanfic idea In-Reply-To: <3.0.1.16.19980203011536.314faab8@email.psu.edu> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; X-MAPIextension=".TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable > Linda wrote: > > I've been watching "A Wedding Story" on The Learning Channel and > > I've been thinking that it would've been much better for the series > > had the wedding episode been more like them. and Nethra replied: > This is a such a great idea!! > sorry...I got carried away... Oh, honey, don't stop now, you were doing so well! Encore, encore!! Peace ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 03:00:22 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Avia Tikotsky Organization: MailExcite (http://www.mailexcite.com) Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Comments: To: Lori McElhaney Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >In a message dated 98-01-31 00:45:13 EST, you write: > ><< >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are > >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? > >> > > > I'm working about 50 hours a week- which gives me a lot of time in cyberspace (good thing I don't have a computer at home ). I've been a lurker so far cuz I've only joined teh listserv two weeks ago. I'm currently working on a fanfic idea I had and I hope to finish it before I start University next year.:) Hope I'll have the nerve to write again soon Avia Free web-based email, Forever, From anywhere! http://www.mailexcite.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 03:33:57 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Grace Wong Subject: Re: Learning to Read MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii > I have no idea if anyone is interested in this thread or not, but I'll > throw in my 2 cents as well. (Since when have I let a little thing > like annoying people stop me? ) > I do! I do! > Kathy (who's probably read the "Little House on the Praire" series of > books, all what? 8 of them? at least 30 times a piece. Watch, I'll get > kids who don't read. I'd go crazy.) > I loved reading the Little House series when I was young! And I still loved reading today. Unfortuntely, no one else in my family is as enthusatic about reading as I am. Grace Wong Lois1979@yahoo.com Zepher on IRC _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 21:54:01 +1100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Leanne Genn Subject: Occupations/Narnia/L&C-inspired non-L&C fic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks, everyone, for the marvellous threads on motivations and occupations and reading. Being basically a lurker; and a compulsive reader... I must say it's absolutely fascinating to read these discussions. LOL! I was given the Narnia Chronicles as a reward when I turned eight, precisely *because* of the rich Christian allegories contained therein. Twenty years on, I'm still re-reading them. CS Lewis and LM Montgomery are the two authors most responsible for the way I think--and Narnia was my doorway into SF&F. (Jenny, "The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe" was first published in the early 50s, and the others in quick succession after that.) Out of cyberspace, I'm a DTP operator/systems administrator for a Law Society (er, kinda like a State Bar Association in the US, I think). I spend nine to ten hours in front of a screen at work, and come home to sit in front of a screen. And the rest of the time, I read... fic in front of the monitor and hard copy books in bed, while I eat, on the train to work, surreptiously at work while jobs run or servers are down, etc. Having read my way through all the L&C fic I've so far found... and patiently (yeah, right!) biding my time between episodes of the seasons five and updates of the fanfic archive, I went wandering away from my L&C bookmarks and found a fabulous repository of Jane Austen-fic -- continuations, missing scenes, etc. What is this doing on a L&C-devoted list, you ask? Well... one of the authors has posted a story that her introduction says is based on an episode of L&C. Lizzy and Darcy in Metropolis? ... I don't think so . (Superman challenging Willoughby to a duel? ... uh-uh.) But if you ever felt fondness for the inhabitants of Pemberley... give this a go (it shouldn't be too hard for any of *you* to work out which episode inspired this story!). The fic in question is called "Crossing Paths" (written by Cheryl K) and you may find it at: under Jane Austen Fantasies (at the bottom of the page). A number of the other fics at the site are beautifully written, also, and are worth checking out. (I feel like one of those prats that says, "I don't know anything about art; but I know what I like," in that, I hardly ever attempt to write, but I know a well-written tale when I read it. LOL!) Thanks for indulging me ;) Leanne ========================== Leanne Genn [lgenn@powerup.com.au] ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 15:03:10 GMT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Dr Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Occupations/Narnia/L&C-inspired non-L&C fic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Tue, 3 Feb 1998 21:54:01 +1100 Leanne Genn wrote: > The fic in question is called "Crossing Paths" >(written by Cheryl K) and you may find it at: > under Jane > Austen Fantasies (at the bottom of the page) Leanne, I'm also a Jane Austen fan and would love to read the fic you mention; however, when I tried to access the site I received a message telling me that www.pemberley.com was an unrecognised location. Could you check the URL again, please? Thanks, Wendy w.m.richards@keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 09:28:54 -0500 Reply-To: bushman@total.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kevin & Tracy Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ---------- > To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU > Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? > Date: Tuesday, February 03, 1998 5:00 AM > > >In a message dated 98-01-31 00:45:13 EST, you write: >This brings up an interesting question... What kinds of occupations are >represented by the fanfic writers, readers and lurkers? It's been great reading about what everyone does in "real life" while we still share our passion for L&C. Let me delurk here for a moment and throw in my history. I work as a sales manager for an importing company in Toronto that imports toys and games. I love being able to say that I have fun at my job everyday. :) But, I also spend a good deal of my non-cyber time helping my husband Kevin run his business. He owns 2 comic book and game stores. (Bushman's Games & Comics, if you're ever in the Toronto area). That's actually what got me started on L&C. I've been reading the Superman comics for over 10 years, and when we were at an industry trade show before the series aired, DC showed us a preview of the L&C pilot. Well, the chemistry between Dean & Teri in the pilot took my breath away, and I stood there in front of their booth for 2 hours watching. I've been hooked ever since. Although I have 3 fanfics in the works, I haven't yet submitted any of them to the Archive. But I hope to remedy that in the next couple of months. That's about it! Tracy Reid bushman@total.net ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 12:22:36 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: fanfic idea In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 12:41 AM -0800 2/3/98, Peace Everett wrote: >and Nethra replied: >> This is a such a great idea!! > >> sorry...I got carried away... > >Oh, honey, don't stop now, you were doing so well! > >Encore, encore!! Heh heh, I agree. Nethra's ideas were exactly what I was picturing. This is fun. :) Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 11:25:35 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melissa Day Hall Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; x-mac-type="54455854"; x-mac-creator="4D4F5353" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Uh-oh. I've managed to put off writing in, but with so many other interesting Folcs out there, I couldn't resist any longer. I'm 23, long enough out of college to know what the 'real world' is like, but still stuck in the morass of job-hunting. Bleah. I spent a year working for my alma-mater, and another half-year following the guy I thought I could marry down to grad school in Atlanta, GA. We broke up and now I'm living with my parents in Kansas City and trying to find a job. Professionally- I'm a jack-of-all trades with computers. I've taught computer science, done some programming, software testing, web design, network surveillance and maintenance, customer support and system administration. Now if only I can get someone to hire me. :) To stay fit, I lift weights, swim, and go to a yoga class once a week. I'm trying to find a good dojo for self-defense classes. There aren't many of those in Kansas. I've always been a voracious reader- mostly science-fiction and fantasy. I've even read my favorite trilogy- Harper Hall by Anne McCaffery- about twenty times. I also collect fairy-tales, folk stories and myths from different cultures. The worst part of moving back in with my parents after 6 years of college and real-life was packing up my library- about 40 cubic feet of books. I found Lois and Clark in the middle of college, but due to pesky details like changing my major three times, I wasn't able to really watch it on a regular basis until the fourth season,right about when they started moving days and time-slots. I've been active on the 'net since '92, but I wasn't really aware of a big fan presence for any show until I saw Xena, which led me in a round-about way to the fanfic archives. It was downhill for me from there. I've been writing short stories since high school, and I've recently put fingers to keyboard on a couple of ideas involving Lois and Clark, but nothing's finished...yet. Misha ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 17:42:13 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Norman Mayes Subject: Re: Learning to Read Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit I've been a reader since I was 8 years old ( I'm now 38 ) and discovered the local library. Unfortunately, I've read so many books over the years I can barely remember what the really started me off. I vaguely remember something about a boy who discovers a dinosaur egg and hatches a triceratops for a pet, but for the life of me I can't remember the title. Anyone recognize it? I grew up haunting the local libraries visiting any of them I could reach on my bike. Later in life, I could buy my books, and now my basement is overflowing with books. I can only hope that if I ever find the right woman to marry that she loves to read too!!! ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 18:26:00 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Margaret Brignell Subject: Re: Learning to Read Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 12:34 AM 03/02/98 PST, Peace wrote: >I discovered the Chronicles of Narnia when I was 13 I was ten The teacher read Chapter One of The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe to us in class...I practically made light-speed getting to the school library to borrow it;) [C.S. Lewis was still alive back then...and I kept expecting more in the series. I started reading the series the same year he finished the last one...I was *so* miserable when I heard he had died (in the early sixties) because I then *knew* that there would be no more:(] >Well, this is way off topic for a Lois & Clark list -- but then again maybe not. Reading >C.S. Lewis is what got me interested in the fantastic I agree...reading C.S. Lewis truly keeps you in touch with that core of make-believe that epitomizes L&C. It's based on the fantastic but somehow so *real*! >warning - warning - warning - warning - warning - warning > >It's past midnight and Peace is starting to get really weird (like you hadn't already noticed ;) Er, I didn't want to *say* anything...but we've been noticing for a long time [/me ducks for cover;)] Margaret ****************************** Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% My fanfic now available at: http://www.capitalnet.com/~brignell/ ****************************** ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 18:06:37 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Beverly Latham Subject: Re: Learning to Read In-Reply-To: <3.0.32.19980203182119.006a3c44@capitalnet.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 06:26 PM 2/3/98 -0500, Margaret Brignell wrote: >I agree...reading C.S. Lewis truly keeps you in touch with that core of >make-believe that epitomizes L&C. It's based on the fantastic but somehow >so *real*! LOIS & CLARK is make-believe?!?!? WAH!!!!! Another illusion scattered . . . Come to think of it, why not a fantasy series of L&C stories? Let's see, there could be The Wizard of El, Lois In Wonderland, Through the Looking Globe . . . any more come to mind? Although, Clark is probably the one who thinks he's landed in Oz when Lois goes off on one of her logic tangents. Beverly :-) ******************************* Beverly Latham blatham@hop-uky.campus.mci.net ******************************* ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 19:27:29 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Breezy Walsh Subject: Re: Learning to Read Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit << At 12:34 AM 03/02/98 PST, Peace wrote: >I discovered the Chronicles of Narnia when I was 13 >> Well, this seems to be another bandwagon question and since my teacher told me I was falling off a few weeks ago here's my 2 pennies worth... I read the Narnia Chronicles in third grade when my teacher started reading them to the class, so I would be one step ahead just in case there was something sad that I would cry at... I'm a sap and cry when there's even the slightest chance of crying, in the fifth grade I was sobbing when I read Bridge to Teribithia, I can't remember who wrote it, but she also wrote the Great Gilly Hopkins, another tear jerker, but I think the first books I read were the Clifford books, or the magazines that were lying around the house, my whole family is big into reading. My mom gets a book and within the week she has read it and so haven't my sister, my grandmother and my grandfather, and sometimes if I remember to give it to him my brother. My mom told me I started reading when I was real little, 2 or 3 and I think it was Hiedi that got me started, but I haven't ever finished it, and of the other books you mentioned Little House and the Anne books never thrilled me much, I've always been into Sci-fi and mystery. I think I've gone on for too long now, but just thought I'd put in my :::counts up the time...::: $145,234,216,899.95 worth. Breezy- who thinks she has a bit of a babbling problem PS. Anyone ever read the Boxcar Children or the Alfred Hitchcock Mysteries? ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 19:06:50 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alyssa Mondelli Organization: Brought to you by the legal firm of Deceive, Inveigle, & Obfuscate Subject: Re: Learning to Read MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit All right! Children's books! Just tonight I went wandering through the children's section of Barnes and Noble, reminiscing about all the cool stuff I used to read that's still in print. Cynthia Voigt, author of "Homecoming" and "Dicey's Song", has some (relatively) new ones out that I had to restrain myself from buying. :-> I read "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe" in fourth grade and loved it, but I never did finish the entire Narnia series; every time I'd try I'd lose interest around the 5th book or so and give up. The one I adored was L. Frank Baum's Oz series. There are dozens of those; Baum wrote 14, and someone else continued the series after he died. The Boxcar Children and Trixie Belden were cool too. My two absolute favorite children's books are Norton Juster's "The Phantom Tollbooth" and Chris van Allsburg's "The Mysteries of Harris Burdick". Following close behind are Voigt's "Homecoming" (I never understood why "Dicey's Song", the sequel, got all the attention) and E.L. Konigsburg's "From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler" (which I used to check out, renew, return, check out again, ad infinitum, until my mother finally bought me my own copy). And I just found a copy of "Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens", the first story, the one that takes place before the one with the Darling children that everyone knows from the Disney movie. Life is good. ==Alyssa in St. Paul== (agmondelli@stthomas.edu)(AlyssaM on the IRC) Webmistress, Tempus Expeditions - http://www.tempus.simplenet.com Home of the Fortress of Insanity and Lois & Clark Season 5 "What's less than square one? Minus zippo? Negative bupkes?" --Capt. Don Cragen, _Law & Order_ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 21:28:55 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Learning to Read Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-02-03 19:49:23 EST, Breezae@AOL.COM writes: << I've always been into Sci-fi and mystery. >> I guess I started that trend back in 1st or 2nd grade with "The Magic Ball >From Mars" --probably the first sci-fi I read. Then on to "The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet"... I was reading classic sci-fi (adult stuff) in 7th grade through high school. I just realized those were also the years that Star Trek (the original) was airing. Oy, I'm dating myself. BUt I know I was also really into the fantasy stuff by Edward Eager and E. Nesbit... some of which our library must not have had cause I didn't find till many years later. I still love those books. As for learning to read, I know I had to prove I could read before they'd give me a card at a community children's library. I must have been 3 or 4 and was already reading. At the time, our community didn't have a library (not till I was about 12) but in the summers when I was in elementary school, they let kids take out books from one of the school libraries. Fortunately, for me, it wasn't from my school, but one of the older buildings so it had books that our school didn't have. I didn't discover Narnia till we had our own community library, unfortunately. --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 22:45:39 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "through a glass, darkly" Subject: Re: Learning to Read << All right! Children's books! >> With all this talk of children's books (and sci-fi) I'm surprised no one's mentioned anything by Madeleine L'Engle. (Or at least I don't remember reading anything about her.) She's one of my favorite authors and, like C.S. Lewis, her writing has great stories for children, but also deeper meanings for adults. I just reread A Wrinkle in Time this past summer and was surprised at how much more I got out of it as a (sort of) adult than I did as a child. (In case anyone's still unfamiliar with her work, she's written a lot of books- besides A Wrinkle in Time, there's Meet the Austins, A Wind in the Door, A Swiftly Tilting Planet, The Arm of the Starfish, I could go on and on- and many of them follow the same characters throughout their lives. -Christy kubitc@kenyon.edu "The heart has its reasons, whereof reason knows nothing." - Pascal (and Mrs. Who in A Wrinkle in Time) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 01:04:52 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Avia Tikotsky Organization: MailExcite (http://www.mailexcite.com) Subject: Re: Learning to Read Comments: To: "through a glass, darkly" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ><< All right! Children's books! >> My sentiments exactly!!! My mom taught me to read when I was 6 and I've been hooked up ever since. My mother tongue is Hebrew so I only started to read in english when I was 14. I did read some of the books you've mentioned but only the translated version.I'm gonna correct that right away though ;) Did anyone read the series of "Anne of Avonli" (yes I read the translation - and it shows). Hope to read from you soon :) Avia Free web-based email, Forever, From anywhere! http://www.mailexcite.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 13:53:24 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alyssa Mondelli Organization: Brought to you by the legal firm of Deceive, Inveigle, & Obfuscate Subject: New stuff at the Season 5 website Comments: To: loiscla@vm.ege.edu.tr MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit After much wailing and gnashing of teeth (okay, four days of waiting and an hour or so of HTML coding), the baby poll is finally up and running. There's a link to it on the main page but those of you who are desperate can head straight for: http://www.tempus.simplenet.com/season5/poll.htm Please note that we do not subscribe to the "vote early, vote often" strategy; if you vote more than once, your vote will be printed on red paper, shredded to make confetti for Valentine's Day, and heartlessly deleted from my mailbox. I've also stolen--er, um, borrowed a page from X-Files fanfic writer Dawson Rambo and made an ad for the latest episode. Why? Well, it was that or read about the development of mass spectroscopy. It too is on the main page, along with links to tell me if you like it or want it deleted as quickly as possible. We now return you to your regularly scheduled listserv... ==Alyssa in St. Paul== (agmondelli@stthomas.edu)(AlyssaM on the IRC) Webmistress, Tempus Expeditions - http://www.tempus.simplenet.com Home of the Fortress of Insanity and Lois & Clark Season 5 "What's less than square one? Minus zippo? Negative bupkes?" --Capt. Don Cragen, _Law & Order_ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 15:09:36 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Stroh Subject: Re: New Fanfic Update Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-02-02 09:32:14 EST, you write: << There are several works in progress and 4 new parts of "On The Run," which keeps gaining popularity with every post. >> Hey Beth...for those of us who don't know any better.....where can we find the beginning of "On The Run"? I would hate to start reading in the middle :) Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 21:45:19 NFT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Enrico.Horn" Subject: Re: New Fanfic Update In-Reply-To: ; from "Laurie Stroh" at Feb 4, 98 3:09 pm > > In a message dated 98-02-02 09:32:14 EST, you write: > > << There are several works in progress and 4 new parts of "On The Run," which > keeps gaining popularity with every post. >> > > Hey Beth...for those of us who don't know any better.....where can we find > the beginning of "On The Run"? I would hate to start reading in the middle :) > > Laurie > Hi Laurie All available parts were posted on the Fanfic Message Board on Zooms page. You dont have to worry missing the first few parts. BTW This story is really good so go get them now. :) Enrico Horn enhorn@wirtschaft.tu-ilmenau.de Farmboy on #loiscla ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 14:58:29 -0700 Reply-To: Erin Klingler Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Learning to Read MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi all, >Did anyone read the series of "Anne of Avonli" (yes I read the translation - and >it shows). I'm a huge fan of the Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea movies. My hubby broke down (he thinks they're boring :P) and bought the video sets for me last Christmas when I told him it was the only thing I wanted. He still groans loudly every time he walks into the room and sees them playing on the VCR. But I just started reading the book version of them a couple of weeks ago and I am finding it very hard to get into it. Do they just start a little slow? Should I keep reading? Is there anyone here that has read them and liked the book version as much as the movie? Let me know before I give up on the books...I'd really like to give them a chance. Erin :) ___________________ (aka ELK on IRC) erink@ida.net "The truth is, no one knows how long they've got. Anyway, it's not the years that count, it's the moments...right now...as they happen." CK to LL in BY ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 19:14:12 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Annette Ciotola Subject: Re: What Do We Do When We're Not in CyberSpace? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Hiya, I think just about everyone but me has posted on this particular topic, so here goes . I collect things! What I am currently working on is my, yep, you guessed it, Superman obsession. I have been a long time fan of Superman. I have gotten comics for as long as I can remember and I have even been watching Supes since George Reeves (however Dean will always be my Superman). Over the last year and a half (When I joined this band wagon) I have been collecting action figures and collectable (FAO History of Superman Dolls). I am aslo working on a collection of Dean & Teri glossy photos and thier autographs (so far I am up to 2 autographs of Teri and 5 of Dean - and still looking! ) And sometimes I can be ashamed to admit it I am a Disney fan, I collect Disney videos (i have a ton) and the new Disney bean bag animals :) I also collect die cast racing cars (mostly McDonald's Bill Elliot) and baseball cards (YANKEES ARE MY BOYS!!) When I am not collecting things I am working on furthering my education. Even tho I have obtained my degree in Accounting I am now working on earning my certification in Computer Training and Repair. It is something I would love to work on the most - I want to build the machines we use . And in my spare time?? I am a First Asst Manager for McDonald's. I co-run a store here in Pennsylvania. I have been through all the training - even been to the infamus Hamburger U. in Illinios (YES! It really exsists!! - I even have a peice of paper that says that I hold a Bachalor of Hamburgerology ). I have brought into, set up and programed the computers that my owners use in all 13 of thier stores. I have a few programs that I have written picked up by the regional offices, which sparked my interest to learn even more about computers - if that was even possible ...... Well I hope that tells you alot See ya this cyberspace we all call Home Anne :) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 19:48:09 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Gardner Family Subject: Re: Learning to Read MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable ---------- From: Breezy Walsh Sent: Tuesday, February 03, 1998 6:27 PM To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Subject: Re: Learning to Read << At 12:34 AM 03/02/98 PST, Peace wrote: >I discovered the Chronicles of Narnia when I was 13 >> Well, this seems to be another bandwagon question and since my teacher = told me I was falling off a few weeks ago here's my 2 pennies worth... I read = the Narnia Chronicles in third grade when my teacher started reading them to = the class, so I would be one step ahead just in case there was something sad = that I would cry at... I'm a sap and cry when there's even the slightest = chance of crying, in the fifth grade I was sobbing when I read Bridge to = Teribithia, I can't remember who wrote it, but she also wrote the Great Gilly Hopkins, another tear jerker, but I think the first books I read were the = Clifford books, or the magazines that were lying around the house, my whole = family is big into reading. My mom gets a book and within the week she has read it = and so haven't my sister, my grandmother and my grandfather, and sometimes = if I remember to give it to him my brother. My mom told me I started reading = when I was real little, 2 or 3 and I think it was Hiedi that got me started, = but I haven't ever finished it, and of the other books you mentioned Little = House and the Anne books never thrilled me much, I've always been into Sci-fi = and mystery. I think I've gone on for too long now, but just thought I'd put in = my :::counts up the time...::: $145,234,216,899.95 worth. Breezy- who thinks she has a bit of a babbling problem PS. Anyone ever read the Boxcar Children or the Alfred Hitchcock = Mysteries? Oh my, I love the Boxcar Children. I started reading them when I was in = 3rd grade and I have almost all of them. But when I started reading them = they were pretty old and already in paperback. But they are pretty good. = I don't exactly care for 19 and up because it was a ghostwriter and = Gertrude Chandler Warner died.=20 I also love the Chronicles of Narnia! I got two of them from "Santa = Claus". Anybody ever read the "Face on the Milk Carton" series? Brad ------------------------------------------ Brad Gardner Gardners@htc.net=20 Visit Brad's Place-everything from Buffy to Friends to Lois and Clark http://www.angelfire.com/ga/gardners/brdswrld.html=20 ------------------------------------------ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 19:53:12 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Gardner Family Subject: Re: Learning to Read MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable ---------- From: Erin Klingler Sent: Wednesday, February 04, 1998 3:58 PM To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Subject: Re: Learning to Read Hi all, >Did anyone read the series of "Anne of Avonli" (yes I read the translation - and >it shows). I'm a huge fan of the Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea movies. = My hubby broke down (he thinks they're boring :P) and bought the video sets = for me last Christmas when I told him it was the only thing I wanted. He = still groans loudly every time he walks into the room and sees them playing on = the VCR. But I just started reading the book version of them a couple of weeks = ago and I am finding it very hard to get into it. Do they just start a = little slow? Should I keep reading? Is there anyone here that has read them = and liked the book version as much as the movie? Let me know before I give = up on the books...I'd really like to give them a chance. Erin :) ___________________ (aka ELK on IRC) erink@ida.net "The truth is, no one knows how long they've got. Anyway, it's not the years that count, it's the moments...right now...as they happen." CK to = LL in BY I read the books but I never show the movies you are referring to. The = books were reallt good I thought. I remember watching Anne of Avonlea = the t.v. show one time. It was totally different than the books were = though.=20 Brad ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 21:34:25 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Michelle Glenn Subject: Re: Learning to Read Comments: To: Erin Klingler In-Reply-To: <01bd31b8$06e8b760$2eab8dd0@davek> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII Yes, the books start out *very* slow. I loved the books as a child, but now I kind of skim over a lot. The movies are much better, IMHO. Michelle On Wed, 4 Feb 1998, Erin Klingler wrote: > Hi all, > > >Did anyone read the series of "Anne of Avonli" (yes I read the > translation - and > >it shows). > > I'm a huge fan of the Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea movies. My > hubby broke down (he thinks they're boring :P) and bought the video sets for > me last Christmas when I told him it was the only thing I wanted. He still > groans loudly every time he walks into the room and sees them playing on the > VCR. > > But I just started reading the book version of them a couple of weeks ago > and I am finding it very hard to get into it. Do they just start a little > slow? Should I keep reading? Is there anyone here that has read them and > liked the book version as much as the movie? Let me know before I give up on > the books...I'd really like to give them a chance. > > Erin :) > ___________________ > (aka ELK on IRC) > erink@ida.net > "The truth is, no one knows how long they've got. Anyway, it's not the > years that count, it's the moments...right now...as they happen." CK to LL > in BY > ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 20:58:39 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Beth Guide Subject: Re: New Fanfic Update MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Laurie asked: >Hey Beth...for those of us who don't know any better.....where can we find >the beginning of "On The Run"? I would hate to start reading in the middle :) Well all 40 some parts are currently on Zoom's site on that board. The author posted it in the original form from the AOL boards before they were taking down...for those of you that have seen the old AOL reading room, I set the area up to be similar. Becasue the first 35 parts were originally on aol before they banned fanfic, some of these parts are short...but the whole story and a couple other works in progress have been relocated to this area of the site...so there is much fanfic to read..and again...anyone can post a story or comments there. Beth ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 22:27:44 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Stroh Subject: Re: New Fanfic Update Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Thanks beth for letting me (and others) know about where to find "On The Run"...I'll be visiting the fanfic page of Zoom's site very soon! Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 5 Feb 1998 07:22:26 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Donna Lehman <102262.2435@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Re: Learning to Read MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi, Yes, I loved Anne of Green Gables....and I have taped the shows from Disn= ey (bad word) several years ago. Really enjoy the homey atmosphere. Would like to travel to a place like that. Donna ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 5 Feb 1998 21:36:22 +0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Comments: Authenticated sender is From: JacMac Subject: Anne of Green Gables: was Learning to Read MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT Hi, strange, this thread brought me out of lurkdom when I first joined the main list and here its...doing the same thing in this list > Hi, > Yes, I loved Anne of Green Gables....and I have taped the shows from Disney > (bad word) several years ago. > Really enjoy the homey atmosphere. Would like to travel to a place like > that. I loved that series too. When I first joined the main list there was a discussion on what films gave people waffs and some people mentioned that one. It's thanks to that film that I made contact with a few folcs and even received a postcard from Prince Edward Island, showing the real Green Gables I'm looking at it right now ( yes, I can type without looking ;). Come to think of it, it's due to that discussion on waffy films that got me talking to Dom, which got me festing, which got me LAFFing which got me broke! Hmm..close to Titanic for the most expensive film ever? ( in a round about way ;) Anyway..this is hugely off topic, so I'll get right back to lurking! Jac - hmmm.it was a story of a woman that didn't realise that the man of her dreams was right next to her all along, he persevered and it all ended happily....sound familure? --------------------------------------------------------------------------- jacmac@dial.pipex.com | me: "have you ever thought about wearing a kilt?" or | Dean: "A kilt? Hmm. A kilt. What does a jm5@st-and.ac.uk | Scotsman wear under a kilt?" | UKFoLCs: "NOTHING!" /|#|\ --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 5 Feb 1998 16:18:17 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Beverly Latham Subject: Re: Titles: Re: Kathy's Challenge (Commandments) In-Reply-To: <3.0.1.16.19980202124530.59170f8c@vmspop.isc.rit.edu> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 12:45 PM 2/2/98 -0500, Gary wrote: >This brings back the idea somebody mentioned awhile back, talking about the >best titles or how people come up with the title. I wrote the story and then >had to come up with a title and after thinking about what I'd witten, the >'children need their parents' theme being rather strong in the story, The >commandment says essentially the same thing. I'm very anal retentive about titles. I HAVE to have one before I can write a single word on a story. It's like my fingers freeze on the keyboard if there isn't a title staring me in the face already. Opus #5002 would never work for me simply because it would drive me nuts BUT I've also learned that keeping it simple is better than over-analyzing it, so I use mostly a one word tag system. SANCTUARY always said everything I wanted to say and that story never varied from the working title. However, LOIS' REVENGE was originally simply REVENGE. Doesn't that says a lot about my mind-set when writing it? The idea must have come to me right after PHEROMONE, MY LOVELY. STRATEGIC RETREAT started out RETREAT and the original retreating had a ticked off Lois playing her version of hide-and-seek with Clark which would end up more like a friendly, or not so friendly, war-game, frustrating him to no end. Then I thought of the roses melting her resolve and never got to the game. Somehow, the military reference stayed with the story and I have no idea why. The only story I've written with a full-blown official title from beginning to end was IN THE BEGINNING and the second I knew about the Bible verse tie-in, I knew the title. There never was any other way of labeling that story. And the sequel to that one already has it's own official title - NOW THE SERPENT - if I ever get it written. Oh, and come to think of it, I did write one itsy-bitsy little story without a title originally and didn't come up with any kind of name at all until after I whipped it out. An imp of pure frustration with a particular episode made that single scene vingette come to life in words in about fifteen minutes and then I couldn't figure out what in the world to call it. I finally remembered something HG Wells had said to Lois and dubbed it THAT ONE GREAT LOVE. Can't say why, though, except possibly simple contrariness on my part. Beverly :-) ******************************* Beverly Latham blatham@hop-uky.campus.mci.net ******************************* ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 5 Feb 1998 21:46:26 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rachel Osita Subject: Re: New Fanfic Update Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit <!>> can anybody tell me the address? poochas gracias raquel ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 5 Feb 1998 22:10:24 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: New Fanfic Update In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 9:46 PM -0500 2/5/98, Rachel Osita wrote: ><Run"...I'll be visiting the fanfic page of Zoom's site very soon!>> > >can anybody tell me the address? Zoom's Site: To get to the fanfic postings, follow the link to "Message Boards". I recommend bookmarking it. There is a lot to do there, more than can be accomplished in just one visit. Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 5 Feb 1998 23:49:39 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Debra M Berg Subject: Combo: What Do We Do...Learning to Read... How I Met My Husband...& small LNC sighting Okay, now that I have read through the 215 posts from being out of town for 4 days, I think that I will delurk to add to all the info being shared. First, I want to thank everyone for the great reading about these 3 subjects. I find it interesting all of the various occupations of the FoLC's. I also find it interesting to learn about everyone's reading interests. Now, on with this post because I have a feeling that it might be long, so feel free to skip down the line! I am a Hematology/Oncology Adult Nurse Practitioner for the VA Hospital in Indianapolis, Indiana. Yes, 'Lois', I *know* where IUFW is!!! Not only because I live in Indiana, but because I have degrees from both Purdue University and Indiana University. I found this list one fateful Fall day as I wallowed in my self-pity for not getting the dream job of my life. I sat in front of the computer for two weeks in a depressive state that could rival any catatonic episode. My family, to say the least, was starting to get nervous. It took me two weeks, but I read *every* story on the Fanfic Archive and Debby Stark's archive lists. After I got finished reading, I cleaned up and went out and found a research job. Do you know what landed me that job? My computer skills!!! Not only the fact that I knew what a FTP server was, but also because I could upload and download the research data that I was collecting to our primary site in Michigan. The research job also granted me my own email account and I got the use of a state of the art Dell Latitude Pentium! It was a FoLC's dream come true! A computer, and unlimited air time to the Net! But, life goes on, and I knew that I couldn't hide out in research all my life.....the pay is terrible....and a child facing college sure pushes one to seek better financial benefits. I just started working for the VA in November of '97. I have always worked Oncology and NO, it is NOT depressing! But perhaps because of my work dealing with death and dying all day, that is why I love to escape to the fantasy world of Superman. That and I am a hopeless insomniac and read up until all hours of the night. I am one of the fortunate people who only needs 5-6 hours of continuous sleep to keep going. Unfortunately, my husband is one who needs 12 hours of sleep a night. So I get a *lot* of reading done late at night! So, I collect Superman Comic Books, but I also collect antique canning jars....specifically, Ball jars and old apothecary jars. I have quite a collection. I particularly like old medicine glass containers. I have a few glass medicine cups (that I actually used when I was in school) and a glass urinal among my most prized possessions. I have watched "Lois and Clark" since the pilot, even taped the first two seasons the first time aired, but lost the eps to the kids who took the tapes to Grandma's and taped that "D..." channel over them! I have been a closet Superman Comic buyer for 20+ years. The kids *know* to leave hands off Mom's comics, although my youngest has carefully read all my issues. I must say that I have now retaped all the eps except "Lucky Leon." For some strange reason, every time that it airs something strange happens......the power goes out, the VCR dies, the cable goes out, the local station doesn't air the ep, etc. I sure hope nothing happens next week when the ep is due up (insert prayers of choice for Deb). I have two teenage daughters. I have enjoyed reading to them all their lives. In fact, we still read to each other in the evenings or when we go on vacation. We vacation every summer in Mackinaw City, Michigan, along the Straights of Mackinaw, that's the short body of water that connects Lakes Michigan and Huron. What I have really enjoyed has been rereading all the youth books I so enjoyed when I was young. Both of my girls loved Madeleine L'Engle's books. I reread those and then enjoyed the discussions we would have about the plots, characters, symbolisms, etc. Like both Kathy Brown and Jenny have stated, reading to your children can be both enlightening and relaxing. My youngest taught herself to read and would read the street signs as we passed taking her older sister to school. I grew up across the street from a public library. I spent my summer days, all day, reading and sitting in the library (I think the fact that we didn't have air conditioning and the library did had a small part in that, too). I would use my mother's library card (because there was a difference between a juvenile card and an adult card at that time) to check out the adult fiction books. I bet I had the entire adult fiction area read by the time I was 14! To this day, I cannot just run into a library, whether it be a public library, or the Medical Library, I will always see something that catches my eye and I *have* to pick it up.......30 minutes later, whoever was in the car waiting for me is now in the library looking for me! How I met my husband! Wow! Can anyone say High School Sweethearts? It was the summer we were 16. We both got to attend a summer Speech and Debate Workshop program offered by a small liberal arts college in northern Indiana. We had gone to different high schools in the same city, he at the 5,000+ student public school and me from the 400 student all-girl's academy. It was the best 2 weeks of my life! Actually, we started out being very good friends because he was dating another girl, and I started dating his debate partner. Today, his debate partner and former girlfriend are married. People can't believe that I still have our Senior Prom pictures and his senior class picture in my wallet! Lots of history there. We went to the same college (for our first degrees) and got married when I finished an associate degree when he was still a junior in college. Boy, do I have poor starving student stories from our first 3 years of marriage! We have been soul mates for 23 years and still falling in love each new day. He is an Inorganic Chemist for Thomson Consumer Electronics (RCA). Actually, he is a plastic explosives expert who got RIF'ed by the government base closings. He had been a gov't employee for 15 years before they closed down his facility. We have been blessed that he was picked up right away after loosing his job in January of 97. We have the two aforementioned teenage daughters, one a freshman at Purdue University (go Boilers!), the other a sophomore in high school. I was fortunate to be able to work 2 days a week as an RN while our kids were little, giving us that little extra income, but awarding me the luxury of being home with the kids and being 'MOM'. Now, I have to tell of a tiny LNC sighting...at the VA Hospital, there is an automated floor polisher. It has the manufactured name of "Kent" on the side. The machine is called a "RoboKent"!!! I get a silent smirk about it every time I see it creeping along a hallway by itself. The name envisions all sorts of ideas.....nfic and PG! Well, sorry about this babbling. After all, it is 11:30 pm my time, this is my wide awake time when the rest of the house is quiet. I did get through everyone else's long posts. Although I am not too outspoken and do not post very often, I do read everything! I don't ever just skip on down the lists. Good night all Debbie Berg abbra15@juno.com _____________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 5 Feb 1998 23:58:59 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Everett Subject: Re: Titles In-Reply-To: <3.0.1.32.19980205161817.007044c8@hop-uky.campus.mci.net> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; X-MAPIextension=".TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable I'm just the opposite of Bev on the subject of titles -- my stories usually get a working title somewhere about the middle of the process, and it rarely is the final title of the story. "That story about the fight" became "The Chase" which in turn became "Treasure Hunt", but it got submitted to the list as LOVE THE WORLD AWAY. The filename on my hard drive, though, is still chase.txt. WHEN MY WORLD DIVIDES AND SHATTERS started life as "Puddleman" which was a good name for the character but a rotten story title, and I really hated it, but couldn't seem to think of a bette= r one. It wasn't until I was writing the final scene, in which Clark recit= es the bit of poetry this is from, that it hit me that this would be a good title. It's my favorite title, even though no one can seem to remember it (they talk to me about "Shattered" and "Shattering" and "that shatter thing you wrote" ;) The only story I've ever written that started out with a title and still had that title at the end was BECAUSE WE ARE IN LOVE, and that was because I set out to write a scene of Lucy & Lois singing this song as a duet, so it was natural to use the song title as the story title. Of all the bits and pieces of stories in my ideas file, none of which I've managed to do anything with recently :( ...sigh... only one has a title attached at this point -- "Passion Fruit" -- we'll see if that title makes it to the final version... assuming I ever finish it... I = hate not being able to write... Peace A FoLC Named Peace is settling into a new home! Come visit me at my new place, and read my fanfic http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/7137 ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 6 Feb 1998 12:15:11 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Michelle Glenn Subject: 2 for 1 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII Could someone tell me why there are two 2 for 1s on the archive. The first one is authored by Lisa R. Freeman, I believe and is described as Lois and Clark's kids nearly spilling the beans to Mayson Drake. The other really is two cute little stories and is on the archive twice. If the author could send me the former it would be much appreciated. Michelle ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 6 Feb 1998 11:53:39 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Beverly Latham Subject: This is a posting test Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Just testing because I sent two posts to the list yesterday at the same time -- one was about titles and one was the very late Kathy's Challenge Update for this week. I've seen the 'title' one come through but haven't seen the Update. Did it get completely lost in outer-space and should I repost it? Beverly ;-) Of course, if no one ever gets this one, how will I ever find out . . . ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 07:39:44 +1200 Reply-To: gay.devlin@ait.ac.nz Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Gay Devlin Organization: Auckland Institute of Technology Subject: Re: This is a posting test MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Beverly Latham wrote: > > Just testing because I sent two posts to the list yesterday at the same > time -- one was about titles and one was the very late Kathy's Challenge > Update for this week. I've seen the 'title' one come through but haven't > seen the Update. Did it get completely lost in outer-space and should I > repost it? > > Beverly ;-) > Of course, if no one ever gets this one, how will I ever find out . . . Hi Bev, Here in New Zealand I got the titles but not the Update. Gay ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 6 Feb 1998 10:31:51 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Linda Mason Subject: Re: This is a posting test MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii ---Beverly Latham wrote: > Of course, if no one ever gets this one, how will I ever find out . . . > I know what you mean, I've given up on Hotmail, I can never get to the server, so now I Yahoo! I'm trying to write a wedding story fanfic, based on my idea, but having a difficult time with deciding how much detail to include. Anyone want to read what I have so far? == Linda Mason deanishot@yahoo.com _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 6 Feb 1998 14:35:08 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: 2 for 1 In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 12:15 PM -0500 2/6/98, Michelle Glenn wrote: >Could someone tell me why there are two 2 for 1s on the archive. Well, that's a loaded question. Let's see, because someone made a mistake? ;) > The >first one is authored by Lisa R. Freeman, I believe and is described as >Lois and Clark's kids nearly spilling the beans to Mayson Drake. The other >really is two cute little stories and is on the archive twice. The title of this story is actually "One Big Happy Family". Since both stories are by the same author, I can only assume that the files/titles just got messed up somehow, maybe by 2for1 rewriting the orginal. These stories were written back in 1995, and transferred to the gateway from the original majordomo archive site, so there was probably just a clerical error made at that time. >If the >author could send me the former it would be much appreciated. I believe the author is no longer in FoLCdom, but I do have the story on my hard drive. (Gee, and here I was considering deleting all of the stories I'd been accumulating since 1995 ... this kind of messes up my plans.) I will be sending a copy of the story to the webstaff and will have them change the appropriate pages. Hopefully, the corrections will be done by Sunday night. If not, it will definitely be done by next weekend. I won't add this change to the "What's New" list, but you can search either by author's name or title to verify the change has been made. The filename was and will be 1bighapp.txt. Kathy (who just gave herself honorary "Challenge" points for being able to figure this puzzle out. ;)) _________________________________ Kathy Brown Editor-In-Chief Lois & Clark Fanfic Archive kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC _________________________________ ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 6 Feb 1998 16:36:19 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Michelle Gilmore Subject: Re: Fanfic Awards Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit How about "Best Chrismasfic" as a category? Just a suggestion......a rather off season suggestion. ~Michelle ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 6 Feb 1998 16:06:09 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Beverly Latham Subject: second try - 2/1/98 WEEKLY UPDATE - KATHY'S CHALLENGE Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Yeah, I know this is a little late for the date l*isted above, but I've had computer problems. Anyway, I think I'm caught up with the small flurry of challenges and responses we had over the weekend. I debated whether to go ahead and send this today once I had a chance to update it or wait until Sunday. Then decided to send it along and skip this next Sunday completely unless a new flurry of challenges come up. Let me know if I missed anything major while my computer was having fits. Beverly :-) KATHY'S CHALLENGE SUMMARY [as of this posting & working backwards] #. trivia clue = fanfic title [author] submitted by : correct responses *all responses listed as recieved, right or wrong NOTE: Items labeled with I# are inquiries about fanfics someone is trying to find, not where they already know the titles, T# are questions related to general category-related stories. NOTE: An inquiry or a challenge won't be counted as solved unless the *original* submitter confirms the answer, just to be fair and accurate. Theme responses will be considered valid unless our panel of experts decides otherwise. NOTE: Unless otherwise noted as *nfic* [distributed by Debby's nfanfiction list] OR *private* [distributed privately by author], all fanfics discussed are available at the LOIS & CLARK FANFICTION ARCHIVE at: *****STILL TO BE SOLVED OR CONFIRMED***** Just ignore the next two lines, they're simply to save my sanity. Next new challenge will be #26 Next new inquiry will be #I 8 Next new theme will be #T 2 THEMES: T 1. How many stories have had Lois getting amnesia = ? submitted by: Pam Jernigan responses - none so far INQUIRIES: I 7. list all the cars that have been mentioned in various stories = ? Peace Everett : I 6. Lois and Clark had to move to the Arctic Circle because for some reason they could no longer lead a normal life in Metropolis = ? Alyssa : I 4. Clark gives Lois a Superman bra = ? Beppo : *Joan - COMFORTABLE AS AN OLD SHOE *Loir - COMFORTABLE AS AN OLD SHOE [Lara E. Taylor (Chyronguru@aol.com)] I 3. Lois & Clark go film a commercial for the DP = ? Beppo : *Joan - TOP BANANA [?] *Pat - TOP BANANA [?] I 1. Superman teddy for Lois made by Martha = ? Pat : I S. All stories which refer to teddies = ? Peace Everett : CHALLENGES: 20. Lois tells Lucy that Clark is Superman = ? Peace : *****EVERYTHING PAST THIS POINT HAS BEEN CONFIRMED SOLVED***** INQUIRIES: I 5. an undercover Clark purchasing a kidnapped Lois in an auction = BLACKMAIL [?] Tracy : Bec *Bec - BLACKMAIL [?] I 2. Lois & Clark shooting a music video = MAY THE BEST SUPERMAN WIN [Kendra Prince] Nethra : Joan, Bec, Patricia *Joan - MAY THE BEST SUPERMAN WIN [Kendra Prince] *Bec - MAY THE BEST SUPERMAN WIN [Kendra Prince] *Patricia - MAY THE BEST SUPERMAN WIN [?] CHALLENGES: 25. A lot of stories have a bit of poetry at the end -- which one ends with a Bible verse = PROMISES TO KEEP [Gary Rudick] Peace Everett : Leanne Sara - IN THE BEGINNING [BB Medos] Nethra - ALIENS AND STRANGERS [Susan Stone] Misha - ALIENS AND STRANGERS [Susan Stone] Leanne - PROMISES TO KEEP [Gary Rudick] 24. Clark "mortgages his underwear" for a small red Lotus = HEAVEN'S PRISONERS [Demi] Anne : Patricia, Chris Patricia - HEAVEN'S PRISONERS [Demi] Chris - HEAVEN'S PRISONERS [?] 23. Lois sing songs from the "The Sound of Music" in the shower = TRIAL AND ERROR [Kim Gammello] LoriMcE : Bec *Bec - TRIAL AND ERROR [Kim Gammello] 22. "I'm going to start calling him Brenda if you don't start working." = QUICK CHANGE [Carla Humbert] Pam : Linda *Linda - QUICK CHANGE [Carla Humbert] 21. Clark buys daisies and a rose, all for Lois + cheese and a Lincoln Town Car = MERRY-GO-ROUND [Peace] Peace : Sheila Sheila - MERRY-GO-ROUND [Peace] 19. Since this fine review [of TOMORROW NEVER DIES] was written by the critic for the Kansas City Star, which fanfic featured Clark as editor of this paper = MEET ME IN KANSAS CITY [?] Pat : Mandi, Joan *Mandi - MEET ME IN KANSAS CITY [?] *Joan - MEET ME IN KANSAS CITY [?] 18. "Hey, *nice*," he said; this bland statement bore no resemblance to his internal reaction, which began with *Wow!* and moved on into near-incoherence. = BEEFCAKE [Phil Atcliffe] Peace : Bec *Bec - BEEFCAKE [Phil Atcliffe] 17. "Excel with X-El" + "'Who ever said I was nice?' Clark teased." = SEND IN THE CLONES [T. Ackerman] Peace : Michelle Michelle : JIMMY X [?] Michelle : SEND IN THE CLONES [T. Ackerman] 16. Sam figures out Clark is Superman ... and orders him away from his daughter! = THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS [Kathy Bell] Kathy : Bec *Bec - THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS [Kathy Bell] 15. Clark works the kissing booth = MISSING YOU [Kaytee Shultz] Kathy : Bec *Bec - MISSING YOU [Kaytee Shultz] 14. Chocolate Milk, a three year old who doesn't speak English, and a woman who can't have children... A FREAK ACCIDENT [?] Adrienne : Joan *Joan - A FREAK ACCIDENT [?] 13. Claude comes back ... and Lois goes out with him! = MENAGE A TROIS [Vixen] Kathy : PJ, Bec *PJ - MENAGE A TROIS [Vixen] *Bec - MENAGE A TROIS [Vixen] *Crystal - MENAGE A TROIS [Vixin] 12. Clark goes undercover as a male stripper (and no, it's not an nfic ) = GYPSY CLARKIE [Marta Olson] Kathy : Joan, Bec *Joan - GYPSY CLARKIE [Marta Olson] *Bec - GYPSY CLARKIE [Marta Olson] 11. Lois and Clark play truth or dare = TO TELL THE TRUTH [Gail Lefkowitz] *lost & gone* Kathy : PJ *PJ - TRUTH OR DARE? [?] [but she described the plot!] 10. "Oh, what a night! ... Late December back in '63 ..." = BAND [Bhavani Rao] Kathy : Bec *Bec - BAND [Bhavani Rao] 9. Random drug testing at the Planet = OOPS [Jenny Riecken] Peace : Kathy *Mandi - LITTLE BIRD [Debby Stark] *Kathy - LITTLE BIRD [Debby Stark] *Kathy - OOPS [?] 8. "Superman is probably straighter than God, actually," Jimmy informed them. "He sure hasn't hesitated to kiss you plenty of times, Lois--Superman, I mean, not God--" = DAWNING, D11 [Debby Stark] Kathy : Alyssa M, Peace *Alyssa - DAWNING #? [Debby Stark] *Peace - DAWNING #? [Debby Stark] 7. Lois: "Don't fall ON me, Farmboy." = STRANGE BEDFELLOWS [Lori Gorschboth] Becky : Mandi, Kathy *Mandi - STRANGE BEDFELLOWS [Lori Gorschboth] *Kathy - STRANGE BEDFELLOWS [Lori Gorschboth] 6. Lois' four food groups: "phone, fax, e-mail and delivered" = CULINARY DELIGHTS [?] Becky : Pam *Pam Jernigan - CULINARY DELIGHTS [?] 5. "The Hero" = HEIR: RETURN [Piper] Peace : Becky *Becky - THE HEIR [?] 4. Rapunzel = CYBERLINK [Zoomway] Peace : KathyB, PJ *Kathy - CYBERLINK [Zoomway] *PJ - CYBERLINK [Zoom] 3. rollerblades *and* Lois has a very strange nightmare = ALIEN NATION? [LadeeV] Beverly : Joan *Crystal - GELLATO WITH A TWIST [?] *Mandi - OUT OF CONTROL [Gina Blank] *Kathy - OUT OF CONTROL [Gina Blank] *Joan - ALIEN NATION? [?] 2. horsechestnut shower gel = SAN FRANCISCO SWEETIES [Dom] *nfic* Beverly : Mandi *Laurie - THE NUTMEG ROOM [MizMollee] *nfic* *Mandi - WHISKEY GALORE [Dom] *nfic* *Mandi - SAN FRANCISCO SWEETIES [Dom] *nfic* *Ann - one of the NUTMEGs [MizMollee] *nfic* 1. Linda King & . . . Brad Pitt *and* RSVPs for wedding invitations = YOU DIDN'T NOTICE [Kyla Gurganus] Beverly : Michelle, Kathy *Michelle - YOU DIDN'T NOTICE [?] *Kathy - YOU DIDN't NOTICE [Kyla Gurganus] S. Superman teddy = LOIS' REVENGE [B.B. Medos] Beverly : Peace, KathyB *Peace - LOIS' REVENGE [?] *Kathy - LOIS'REVENGE/CLARK'S RESPONSE [?] ******************************* Beverly Latham blatham@hop-uky.campus.mci.net ******************************* ******************************* Beverly Latham blatham@hop-uky.campus.mci.net ******************************* ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 13:55:44 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Beth Guide Subject: Re: More On the Run MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everyone, Just wanted to let you know that there has been two new parts to on the run posted. If you been there in the last two days you probabally have seen it, if not you may want to run and catch it. Beth ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 11:58:39 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Leanne Shawler Subject: Announcing the Kerths Categories -- nominate your fic! Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Yup, I'm finally organized ... We have a *stack* of categories below. (Thanks to Pam for suggesting most of them) Rules for Nominating a Fanfic 1) Send me (volterra@sd.znet.com) email with "Kerths" in the subject with your nominations for the categories 2) You can nominate more than one for each category if you wish 3) You can nominate a story over many categories -- authors (and friends of authors) will have to keep their eyes peeled when the "tentative" nominations are released -- they'll have the option to choose which categories they want to be in. The next highest nominated fic will go into the "emptied" slot. 4) This will remain open until I can't handle any more cap'n! (maybe two weeks) 5) After that time, I'll collate the noms and post a tentative list for the authors to make changes to. 6) Then I'll set up a form (fingers crossed) and publicise it on both loiscla and this fanfic lists and you can vote that way. If *that* doesn't work, It'll be an email like this one. The Categories ______________ Best Comedy Best Tearjerker Best Dramatic Story Best Fanboy Story (action) Best Alt Story Best Revelation/Lois Best Revelation/Others Best Wedding Story Best Pregnancy/Delivery Story Best NextGen Story Best Alternate Beginnings Best Rewrite Best Early Years Story Best Series Best Series Continuation Best Fifth Season Episode Best Music/Poem Adaptation Best Poem Best In-Betweenie Best Lex Story Best Tempus Story Best Round Robin Best crossover Best nfic Best Deathfic Best Elseworld Best Fic Overall (*phew*) Leanne Shawler aka Volterra on IRC (volterra@sd.znet.com) Keeper of Giles' Sheets http://www.znet.com/~volterra/leanne.html Lois and Clark Season 5 Fanfic: http://www.tempus.simplenet.com/season5/ Midnight Dreaming: The Original Anthony Warlow Home Page: http://www.zweb.com/volterra/anthony.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 12:02:24 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Leanne Shawler Subject: Whoops! Forgot a rule! Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" That rule being .... the fanfic has to be have been written before January 1st, 1998 (just in case we decide to do this yearly ... I can just see the gray hairs now!) Leanne Leanne Shawler aka Volterra on IRC (volterra@sd.znet.com) Keeper of Giles' Sheets http://www.znet.com/~volterra/leanne.html Lois and Clark Season 5 Fanfic: http://www.tempus.simplenet.com/season5/ Midnight Dreaming: The Original Anthony Warlow Home Page: http://www.zweb.com/volterra/anthony.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 15:28:34 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Kerth nomination Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit In a message dated 98-02-07 15:01:02 EST, you write: << Best Early Years Story >> Turning Point by Louette McInnes --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 12:47:44 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Leanne Shawler Subject: Category addition. Did I Say I was organized? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Sorry, gang, I was going through doing the nominations and ... well, we have a category for A plots (Best Fanboy Story), but none for Waffy B Plots! So please add this category to your list -- Best WAFFy Story Leanne (checking to see if her head's now screwed on ...) Leanne Shawler aka Volterra on IRC (volterra@sd.znet.com) Keeper of Giles' Sheets http://www.znet.com/~volterra/leanne.html Lois and Clark Season 5 Fanfic: http://www.tempus.simplenet.com/season5/ Midnight Dreaming: The Original Anthony Warlow Home Page: http://www.zweb.com/volterra/anthony.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 21:23:59 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: "One Big Happy Family" is on the Archive In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hi everyone. The topic says it all. ;) We've made the changes to the search pages so that you can now access "One Big Happy Family" by Lisa Freedman. It's a cute story; if you haven't read it before, check it out for a quick read. The file was there all along, just the HTML code was wrong. (If anyone cares, it's because this file name is the first one on the Archive and it messed up the pointers.) In addition, we should have new stories uploaded by Sunday night, so check us out. :) Kathy _________________________________ Kathy Brown Editor-In-Chief Lois & Clark Fanfic Archive kbrown@toolcity.net KathyB on IRC _________________________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 22:40:31 PST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Everett Subject: Re: Announcing the Kerths Categories -- nominate your fic! In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1"; X-MAPIextension=".TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Leanne wrote: >Best Series Continuation Okay, maybe I missed something in the discussion of the categories, but I'm not sure what this category is, especially since you have a category for best fifth season episode (which I assume encompasses all the cyberseasons, not just Season 5 ;) which would cover stories that continue the actual "aired" series, and you have a category for best series. Would this be a category for someone adding to someone else's series, and if so, are there enough of those to make a category? At the moment, I can't think of any... also >6) Then I'll set up a form (fingers crossed) and publicise it on both >loiscla and this fanfic lists and you can vote that way. I had posted earlier that I have space at my site for this form if you = need, and that offer stands -- I just don't know how to write the code for the form, so I'm glad you're doing that! Also, I think someone else had offered some space -- Enrico Horn? Anyway, we appreciate your jumping into the fray on this one, Leanne. A lot of us are good at coming up with good ideas, but twice now you've shown yourself capable of making those good ideas reality -- my hat's off to you!! :) Peace (still working on my list of nominations -- so many stories, so little time!) A FoLC Named Peace is settling into a new home! Come visit me at my new place, and read my fanfic http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/7137