From: "L-Soft list server at Indiana University (1.8d)" To: "ARTF@MemoryAlpha.nil" File: "LOISCLA-GENERAL-L LOG9905B" ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 05:12:23 EDT 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: Who says there's only one? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-07 19:00:40 EDT, you write: << Ah. That would be why I had the (?) after 1996. I wasn't watching Lois and Clark at the time and don't know my L&C TV airing history in the first place so I can't recall it. I was taking a stab at 1996 and hoping I was right. I guess, since this is a late second season episode, that would be TF in early 1995. Thanks for clearing me up. >> Aww Jessi... ;( I'm sorry.. At least you watch LnC now!! And I am happy that I watched LnC from day one and I was here to help you out! =) Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 05:15:27 EDT 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: Who says there's only one? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-07 22:23:01 EDT, you write: << To be exact, it was 3/26/95. I remember it well: I was in the Hard Rock Hotel in Las Vegas after setting up our booth at a trade show. I chose to stay in my room, order room service and watch L&C rather than going out with the group to have dinner and party. Wise choice, I thought! >> WOW! And I thought I had a good memory.. I have to go back to my old diaries to remember specific days!!! Well at least I know i had the year right! Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 05:05:59 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sue Modolo Subject: What is going on here Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; About a month ago, hotmail decided to add cookies to their site and so I got AOL for a month to clear out my mailbox and change everything over to another box. Well, I still have both mailboxes and for some reason, I get all the stuff in hotmail, but not in the new box. Any ideas. Maybe I should re-subscribe with the new box. Anybody got any ideas... ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 13:17:01 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Subject: Re: Was: Blind Leading the Blind; Now Quotes by Writers MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Sandy wrote: > Oh, Pam, I apologize. I didn't mean to correct your spelling of > ellipsis *or* ellipses -- honestly. No need to apologize, Sandy, I thought it was funny. I know my spelling is atrocious, and you all would know it too if it weren't for spell-checkers, bless their little programs... It's not like you were obnoxious about it; you just used it correctly in your reply. I try to learn something new every day, so you just helped me meet my quota ;) Love the writing quotes! My own personal favorite comes from Terry Pratchett, who claims that he went into writing because it was "indoor work with no heavy lifting" -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | *note new address* ------------------------------------------------------- "I heard about Superman at the UN. I don't mind him wanting to take over the world, really, but he sounded a little ... well ... nuts." --Dr. Klein, "Blast from the Past", IRC Round Robin ------------------------------------------------------- http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Updated 4/30/99 with pictures of my new baby daughter :-) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 17:38:26 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Fanfic Combo MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey guys! Well, now that Burnout's off my hands (and hd) I've been catching up on all the fanfic I've been hoarding while immersed in steam filled garages, spending the weekend wallowing and indulging in some R&R before I dive back into the trenches again and tackle the conclusion to Caped Fear. Just wanted to say how much I've enjoyed all of the great new fanfic posted here and in the Archive in the past month or so. Thanks to all of the writers who've made my day so pleasurable. Irene, Carol, Zoom and Pam (was this sweeps week? ) among others. I've been trawling through the net looking for decent fanfic for another show which I've just been infected with (Thanks, Corrine!) and it's given me a renewed appreciation of just how lucky we are in FoLCdom with consistantly great writers, quality fanfic, and a Fanfic Archive which a lot of other fanfic sites could take lessons on organisation from. Thanks again, guys! LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 13:59:37 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Subject: Re: NEW: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Molly wrote: > I really liked this story! Great title, too. Thanks :) The title came to me very late in the process -- I wanted something that had "eyes" in it, to relate to the episode title, and my working title was "The Eyes Reveal All" but that was pretty sucky and I never liked it. When I started working on it again last month, I widened my criteria to include any references to sight, and then this title seemed obvious. I was tidying up my files last night, btw, and found a very early draft of this story. Appaerently I began working on it in the fall of 1997... and then I got stuck in 8/98 on how to get Martha into it... and I didn't work on it again til this past April. A disciplined writer I'm not. > I think what would be good is to hear some of Martha and Lois's > "conversation" that night. :) That's a good idea; someone else had mentioned it too, in private e-mail. Perhaps a vignette, one of these days... -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | *note new address* ------------------------------------------------------- "I heard about Superman at the UN. I don't mind him wanting to take over the world, really, but he sounded a little ... well ... nuts." --Dr. Klein, "Blast from the Past", IRC Round Robin ------------------------------------------------------- http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Updated 4/30/99 with pictures of my new baby daughter :-) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 14:07:09 -0400 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: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" I've been reading this thread with apprehension. >On Thu, 6 May 1999 09:15:31 -0400 Mary-Ann <727233@ICAN.NET> wrote: >> >I'd already suggested that the later Tempus could have been an >> >alternate one, and had afterward thought that the Alt-Tempus could >> >have been the rescuer. But Phil - talking of paradoxes - how could >> >Tempus himself come back in time and set himself free? It would have >> >had to be an earlier version of himself... but surely that wouldn't >> >be possible, since the earlier Tempus didn't know about the time >> >machine? The *later* Tempus would have stayed in prison until... >> >someone released him. Then Wendy wrote: >> Not a tempus from the same timeline. A tempus from another time line. >> Anything is possible when you have infinite universes. >Yes, exactly - that would be an *alternate* Tempus, as I suggested >above. The Tempus from L&C's own dimension/timeline could not rescue >himself. You mean I not only have to figure out how alt-Clark and alt-Lois are going to live their lives, but now I have to figure out *which* Tempus did it, whatever "it" is, to them!!!! Aaarrrggghhh! I'll *never* finish Only You Margaret Trying to sort out ordinary plot holes, only to discover there may be an infinite number of alternate ones;p %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 18:49:41 EDT 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: Fanfic Combo MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-08 13:22:35 EDT, labrat@UKF.NET writes: << before I dive back into the trenches again and tackle the conclusion to Caped Fear. >> Hurrah! We'll FINALLY find out what happens in that story!!! --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 02:01:22 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Hazel Subject: Re: NEW: Blind Leading the Blind (1/3) [G] In-Reply-To: <37326103.80A32AAD@bellsouth.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Coming in a bit late here, but Pam, I loved your story. S P O I L E R S P A C E Since everyone is commenting on their favorite scene, I'll just mention mine -- the conversation between Lois and Martha, which must have taken you *ages* to get just right -- Martha assuming Lois is only talking about "Clark," and Lois assuming that Martha will realize she's talking about Clark as Superman! I would've enjoyed a little more shock on Martha's part when she realizes the truth... :) Thanks for a fun read! Hazel ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 16:49:01 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Elisabeth Subject: Re: Fanfic Recommendations MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii > Kath wrote: > > >Actually, it was written in Sept but not submitted > to the Archive until > >April. LabRat wrote: > They *hoarded*?? Tsk. There should be a law against > that, you know. Felony > to conspire to deprive your fellow FoLCs of decent > fanfic. Maximum penalty, > no parole, no remission. And no Superman to bust you > out of jail either. (In > the absence of whom it's probably not worth doing > the crime to get the > time.) Let's give them the benefit of the doubt, LabRat. Maybe they were just shy. === Elisabeth Feel free to visit my home at http://geocities.com/Area51/Starship/7859 _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 00:54:44 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Fanfic Recommendations MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I wasn't being *entirely* serious here, Elisabeth. I'm sorry if anyone thought I was being. LabRat :) >> Kath wrote: >> >> >Actually, it was written in Sept but not submitted >> to the Archive until >> >April. > >LabRat wrote: >> They *hoarded*?? Tsk. There should be a law against >> that, you know. Felony >> to conspire to deprive your fellow FoLCs of decent >> fanfic. Maximum penalty, >> no parole, no remission. And no Superman to bust you >> out of jail either. (In >> the absence of whom it's probably not worth doing >> the crime to get the >> time.) > >Let's give them the benefit of the doubt, LabRat. >Maybe they were just shy. > >=== >Elisabeth > >Feel free to visit my home at http://geocities.com/Area51/Starship/7859 >_________________________________________________________ >Do You Yahoo!? >Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com > ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 19:51:16 -0400 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: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: <37326D3D.9D2F4F43@erols.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 12:34 AM 5/7/1999 -0400, Sandy wrote: > Who is this guy? Why Jason Mazik's father, of >course! Oh, I *love* this. So when are you writing the fanfic? Margaret %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 19:24:15 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Christina Batouli Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; I actully found a fanfic about multiple Tempuses/Tempi/Tempains from multiple alternate worlds. It's episode 6 of the "Fabulously Fun and Fantastic Fifth Season of LnC" But this season is unfinished. The homepage can be found at: http://5ss.simplenet.com/ffffs/ and this episode can be found at: http://5ss.simplenet.com/ffffs/ep6.html But you may have to read previous eps to understand some stuff...Like Jimmy being blind, or Martha and Jonathan being......dead (But not in this ep, just the ones before it and after it) I had a kind of a thought forum101@hotmail.com _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 23:09:23 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Maggie Subject: Re: FoLC Lore [eons later....] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit For months I've had like 325 unread messages I just could not bare to delete, but I'm doing Cyber Spring cleaning today and just had to comment on this thread..... One of my favorite fanfic traditions is, Clark kissing Lois to distract her from babbling which occurred (if my memory chip is functioning today ) in: Crystal Wimmer's Full Circle and Karen Ward's Tomorrow's Past However, I don't recall if that actually happened in an ep..... Maggie who is in babbling mood stay tuned maggie13@bellsouth.net (aka supermags on IRC) As long as you’re going to be thinking anyway, THINK BIG. --Donald Trump ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 02:03:06 EDT 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: Loises and Clarks MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Forgive me.. but i don't remember who wrote this fanfic.. but I am finally getting around to sending my comments about this read!!! This fanfic was SUPER it had me on the edge of my seat! It was great to read in between my college classes. The problem for me is that I couldn't put it down! LOL Here are some of my favorite lines! >>And if I did, it certainly wouldn't be with a pretty-boy like that Kent guy.<< LOL! I like the reference to Dean here! It is also cute that Alt-Lois uses pretty-boy instead of farm boy like Lois. At least the Alt-Lois realizes Clark is cute! ;) >>What in Sam Hill is he doing on the floor?<< >>I spent most of the last two days in his arms, for Elvis's sake!<< It was interesting how you used the Elvis references in this story. Give the Alt-Lois some of Perry's traits. Because if I recall Perry doesn't use phrases like that in the alt-world. Anyways, I enjoyed pointing these things out as I read it. =) >>Oh, you have such good control over *your* Lois, I suppose? retorted Alt-Clark, and watched with satisfaction as Superman bit his lip.<< LOL! >>We Kryptonians don't like to see our women in the arms of other men, Clark explained, tucking a strand of Lois' hair behind her ear.<< LOL! I liked the reference to that ep, but this time with a little twist! ;) Again I apologize.. I forgot who the author of this story was, but thank you for the SUPER read!!!! Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 02:34:24 EDT 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: Fanfic Recommendations MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit LabRat wrote: >>And what a premier performance for our new Teen RR Group with Cooking With The Kents. Only one question - this was submitted to the Fanfic Archive in September! What have you guys been doing since then? I need more from such a talented bunch of people. Come on - give!<< (Speaking as a member of that TeenRR group, since no one else seems to be jumping forward here--Cris?? Maggie?? Where are you guys??) Labrat--thanks:) And yes, I guess we hoarded; we are bad. Yeah, we wrote it in September and I think it was sent out to this list, actually (?), but I have only been on the list for a month or so, so I'm not entirely sure... Anyway, then the Kerths came, and the RR had (has) it's own little web site for people to go and read it. I'm not sure why we decided to submit it to the archive, now. I think one day, I said to Cris, "Should we submit the RR?" and she said "yeah, why not". Ah, it sounds so simple. But the fic had about 405 spelling mistakes, if not more, and luckily we got a SUPER archive editor who worked miracles with punctuation for us! So thank you, fine Editor:) And that is the end of that... Oh, and as for an encore? Maybe next September? Molly:p ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 03:17:05 EDT 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: Recognition MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi C.Malo!! I just wanted to comment on your story "Recognition." It was so beautiful! I got so caught up in the story that I COULD NOT put it down! =) I was reading it between my college classes, during lunch and even while I was waiting for the bus to pick me up to go home! LOL Here are a couple of my favorite quotes.... >>Lois thought, as she had once before, that they were Dr Frankenstein's daughters. Well, he'd always wanted a son and now he was going to father Data.<< I thought this line was pretty funny and I don't even like Star Trek. I have a friend who is a total Trekkie so I got to know about Star Trek whether I wanted to know about it or not! ;p Anyways, I thought that line was really cute! >>It's been great seeing my little princesses.<< Awww.. ;) I love it when Sam calls Lois that! It actually gives her father some human qualities. >>Then a small pleased smile played across his lips; he could disguise himself. After all, he did have some experience in that line. Maybe he could use that fake beard again, the one that he had used when he'd gone undercover in the Metro Club; the beard that Lois had ridiculed. Still, beauty was not his goal here. A bit of padding around his waist, baggy jeans, and a plaid flannel shirt with a baseball cap. Plus the old glasses. He could rent a pickup truck. Yeah, that should work.<< >>An hour later, Clark Kent, aka Fred Johnson...<< This section was so great!! I was giggling out loud in the cafeteria when i read it! I liked the mixture of stream of consciousness and narration you use here. >>He headed back to the Daily Planet, regretfully giving up the red pickup truck. He kinda liked it.<< LOL! Well you know, boys and their toys! hehehehehe >>To prove that she did so know how to have fun, she had agreed to come.<< Nice reference to the PML ep. >>Breakfast was followed by a visit to the barn where Clark tried to give her some idea of what running a farm involved and, of course, to introduce her to Clarissa. Lois tried in vain to suppress the smile that hovered across her lips at his enthusiam for what he was about to show her. He was like a big kid. So she dutifully trekked out to the barn and then succumbed herself as Clark gently placed a small baby chick in her hands. She gasped in delight as she felt its warm fuzziness settle into her hands and then it peeped at her. Lois looked up at Clark, her dark eyes amazed. Finally, Clark introduced her to Clarissa, who cast Lois a baleful look, her bloated black and white body looking alarmingly full term. Lois's eyes widened and again she looked at Clark, wondering if they ought to be leaving Clarissa alone this morning. Clark laughed and said Clarissa wasn't going to be delivering anything this morning. Nothing was likely to happen while they were at church.<< This section of the story was so beautiful. It was nice to see Lois and Clark act like little kids discovering nature for the first time! ;) I wish the show had a scene like that.. Lois getting to know the farm animals while Clark proudly showed them off! LOL Just as a side note.. As I was trying to type out this really long paragraph, i could not stop typing Clark out every time I tryed to type Clarissa.. sheesh there i go again! Did you find this problem??? LoL Oh well.. i guess we just all know what I am thinking about right now! >>And, of course, she loved the singing, although she was somewhat distracted by the sound of Clark's lusty, totally of key, so-called singing beside her.<< Is this some sort of reference to Dean's singing in that 90210 ep!?! hee hee.. ;) >>Maisie, whom Lois had met on her first trip to Smallville...<< Dean's mommy!!!! >>Jason Stewart, tackle for the Smallville Rams topples the quarterback of the Metropolis Tigers, Clark announced solemnly as he swung the boy back to the ground. Lois watched them, a lump rising in her throat as she noticed the joy that Clark was taking in this brief encounter with his friend's laughing child. But then Superman had always been good with children. Was she? She looked a the small whirlwind in front of her with some trepidation.<< Clark is so sweet!!! And so great with kids. That scene definately recognizes Clark's SUPER father potential. >>treehouse where no one else could go, especially girls.<< =) References to things like this can show you that there were times when Clark's childhood was actually *normal.* >>This one is different. It had been triggered by you and by the woman who touches this globe with you. The globe has recorded her prints and will have activated this last message only if she is compatible with you an if your love for each other has bound your souls together. Then she smiled, her eyes joyful. Now you have found your home.<< I like this better than the whole Zarah fiasco. This makes Lois feel special too! =) >>Clark got in the last word, although it was too easy a victory, given Lois's still lingering awe of the globe. Told you we belonged together.<< In this case I think it was perfectly ok that Clark got the last word. I mean you don't hear Lois complaining! hehehe >>Oh, no. Give me help. Clark raised his eyes heavenward.<< LOL! >>Lois leveled another look at him. Why did men never give you the information you wanted?<< LoL.. That is so true! >>They were interrupted by the blinding glare of a flashlight and Jonathan Kent's businesslike voice. Clarissa's about to pop.<< That line was so funny! Plus it totally ruined the mood! ;p~ >>...sliding into dreams where things happened between her and Clark Kent that were forbidden by her daytime rules.<< I think WE all have dreams like that from time to time. >>After a morning spent helping Martha and Jonathan with a few odd jobs interspersed with several visits to Clarissa and her new calf whom Lois had been given the honor of naming, (she called it Xena)<< Xena... ROTFL!!!! >>Clark, do you realize we're looking at the work of ancient reporters?<< >>Stop, thinking about work, Lois.<< That is so Lois and Clark! =) >>Not immune to an attractive woman, Superman?<< No, it's not an attractive woman.. it is Lois the attractive woman! hehehehe... ;) >>Lois rolled her eyes. God, she hated it when the old boys networked.<< LOL! I liked this line. >>As the Camero disappeared around curve, she accelerated, giving the car as much power as she could in order to keep up with him. Must have a hot date, the way he's driving.<< Hee hee.. If only she knew it was Clark at that moment. >>Losing sight of her quarry, as he yet again disappeared behind a curve, she said, I hope this guy's worth this.<< >>Are you kidding, Lois. This is great! Wait'll I tell the chief.<< Now that is DEFINATELY something Jimmy would say! =) >>His jaw dropped when he looked at them. A young man with sandy brown hair and a dark haired woman. The woman from his dream, Lois. They were as astonished as he was; the man's voice a suprised question as he said, Superman? which he completely tuned out as he felt the woman's arms go around him in a fierce hug. Automatically he circled her in his arms, bending his head against hers, soothed, relieved at how right this felt as she murmured against the side of his neck, You're safe. You're safe.<< Awww.. it is nice to see Superman having to REALLY depend on Lois now since he is afraid! ;( >>He wondered if he'd ever kissed Lois Lane. He sure hoped so.<< If I were in his position, i would of sure hoped that I had kissed Clark! >>So she wound up comparing Clark's shoulders, waist, and butt to those of a couple of the male clerks in the men's wear department. She enjoyed herself.<< ROTFLMAO!!! That section of the story was so much fun! hehehehe... >>Women. Earth Women.<< There's that line again! =) >>Superman in Secret Love Tryst with Brunette.<< >>Clark grinned happily across the table at the brunette. Sometimes the Whisper gets it right.<< That was a very good observation. >>the end, although, of course, Lois and Clark never end<< So true... so true..... Thanks again for a great read! Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 18:21:49 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: =?iso-8859-1?Q?D=E9bora_BOBO?= Subject: Re: Loises and Clarks MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Alexis wrote a comment about this fanfic :Loises and Clarks. Does anyone know where I could read it? Deb -----Message d'origine----- De : No Name Available À : LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Date : dimanche 9 mai 1999 08:03 Objet : Loises and Clarks >Forgive me.. but i don't remember who wrote this fanfic.. but I am finally >getting around to sending my comments about this read!!! > >This fanfic was SUPER it had me on the edge of my seat! It was great to read >in between my college classes. The problem for me is that I couldn't put it >down! LOL > >Here are some of my favorite lines! > >>>And if I did, it certainly wouldn't be with a pretty-boy like that Kent >guy.<< > >LOL! I like the reference to Dean here! It is also cute that Alt-Lois >uses pretty-boy instead of farm boy like Lois. At least the Alt-Lois >realizes Clark is cute! ;) > >>>What in Sam Hill is he doing on the floor?<< >>>I spent most of the last two days in his arms, for Elvis's sake!<< > >It was interesting how you used the Elvis references in this story. Give the >Alt-Lois some of Perry's traits. Because if I recall Perry doesn't use >phrases like that in the alt-world. Anyways, I enjoyed pointing these things >out as I read it. =) > >>>Oh, you have such good control over *your* Lois, I suppose? retorted >Alt-Clark, and watched with satisfaction as Superman bit his lip.<< > >LOL! > >>>We Kryptonians don't like to see our women in the arms of other men, Clark >explained, tucking a strand of Lois' hair behind her ear.<< > >LOL! I liked the reference to that ep, but this time with a little twist! ;) > > > >Again I apologize.. I forgot who the author of this story was, but thank you >for the SUPER read!!!! > >Alexis ;-.) > ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 22:23:46 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Pam, That was an absolutely wonderful story! S p o i l e r S p a c e Who cares about blunt plot devices? You don't need to apologise for them at all - the story had so much else to offer. Lois' summary of her situation when she wakes up was priceless - "Right. Superman's blind, he's sleeping over, he's in love with me, and I really would rather have Clark, who, however, is in the mountains with the DA. Got it." LOL! And then, I loved your use of language - "emotional gyrations" - what a lovely phrase! Also, "vituperative" - you don't get many of those to the pound in fanfic, or any fiction, for that matter. I think you caught Lois' mannerisms very well, both spoken and non-verbal, and overall, the story was a lovely idea. I only have one teensy, weensy little phrase which grated as I read: "pair of underwear"??? This is probably just a typo - you meant "pair of shorts" or just plain "underwear" didn't you? Otherwise, I have just this to say: I want more! Thanks for a great story, Yvonne ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 18:31:31 EDT 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: Loises and Clarks MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-09 13:48:46 EDT, MsLoisette@AOL.COM writes: << Because if I recall Perry doesn't use phrases like that in the alt-world. Anyways, I enjoyed pointing these things out as I read it. =) >> Ah, and why would Perry use Elvis references in the alt-world when Elvis is alive and well (and his friend)? --Laurie (the Ord one) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 20:14:11 EDT 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: Loises and Clarks MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit True! =) But Alt-Lois doesn't know that! LoL! Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 19:37:13 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sheila Harper Subject: Re: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 10:23 PM 5/9/99 +0100, Yvonne Connell wrote: >I only have one teensy, weensy >little phrase which grated as I read: "pair of underwear"??? This is >probably just a typo - you meant "pair of shorts" or just plain "underwear" >didn't you? No, I think she *meant* a "pair of underwear," which is pretty common usage in the U.S., Yvonne. BTW, I have a complaint to make: How the heck do you guys expect me to finish my own writing when three stories like Pam's and Zoom's and LabRat's all come out in the same week? I don't have the self-discipline to ignore them, so I end up staying up until 1 and 2 in the morning reading them! Seriously, some excellent stories, each doing a good job of exploring an interesting premise. Keep up the good work! Sheila sharper@cncc.cc.co.us ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 01:25:11 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Alicia B. Ablola" Subject: Off Topic: Look Alike Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ::coming out of lurkdom:: This idea has probably been thought of before but I was wondering if anyone did a story about what happened to the "plastically altered" look alike of Lois from the Episode Madame Ex. I remember that she was sent to jail along with Ariana Carlin... but I was wondering if anyone did a story about what could happen if she were to get out.... Possible story idea for anyone I guess... ::back to lurking:: Kismet bka Alicia ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 01:04:16 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Mandy Crustner Subject: Re: Off Topic: Look Alike Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Alicia wrote: > ::coming out of lurkdom:: > > This idea has probably been thought of before but I was wondering if anyone > did a story about what happened to the "plastically altered" look alike of > Lois from the Episode Madame Ex. I remember that she was sent to jail along > with Ariana Carlin... but I was wondering if anyone did a story about what > could happen if she were to get out.... > > Possible story idea for anyone I guess... > > ::back to lurking:: > > Kismet > bka > Alicia There's an ongoing email Round Robin, dealing with just that subject! ;) We're working hard, maybe we'll be done soon :) Mandy :) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 08:45:25 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > Sheila wrote: >BTW, I have a complaint to make: How the heck do you guys expect me to >finish my own writing when three stories like Pam's and Zoom's and LabRat's >all come out in the same week? I don't have the self-discipline to ignore >them, so I end up staying up until 1 and 2 in the morning reading them! >Seriously, some excellent stories, each doing a good job of exploring an >interesting premise. Keep up the good work! Right back at ya, Sheila! Why do you think I was in such a rush to finish Burnout and get it out on the boards before the next S6 installment?! Great incentive; knew I'd never resist reading your next story! Thanks for the kind words! (I presume you're talking about Burnout and not Spice here, which I'm sure you read off the boards in its nfic version last year ). I'm glad you enjoyed. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 09:52:03 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Off Topic: Look Alike Lois In-Reply-To: <007501be9aab$0e169a40$438f46cf@pavilion> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII One of the fifth season episodes - The Ex Files - also featured the lookalike Lois. I'm ashamed to say, but I can't remember whether it was part of TUFS or Season 5. Wendy > > This idea has probably been thought of before but I was wondering if > anyone > > did a story about what happened to the "plastically altered" look alike of > > Lois from the Episode Madame Ex. I remember that she was sent to jail > along > > with Ariana Carlin... but I was wondering if anyone did a story about what > > could happen if she were to get out.... ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 10:11:20 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 1/2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: QUOTED-PRINTABLE STORY TITLE: It's As Plain as the Nose=85 PART: 1 of 2 AUTHOR: Wendy Richards=20 RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Welcomed publicly or privately, though any typos etc.=20 should be pointed out via private email. DESCRIPTION: A short=20 vignette set around mid-second season, but definitely before The=20 Phoenix; Lois is shocked to realise that Superman is showing distinct=20 signs of... surely not of being short-sighted? - It's as Plain as the Nose=85 -=20 It had been a long night, Lois thought as she flew in Superman's arms=20 towards the large casement window of her apartment. She had heard=20 about the explosion which had wrecked an old folks' home on the late=20 news before going to bed, and had immediately hurried down there with=20 her notebook and tape recorder. A photographer and duty reporter from=20 the Planet were already there, so Lois had concerned herself with=20 interviewing shocked residents as they waited, blankets wrapped=20 around their shoulders, to be taken to temporary accommodation.=20 Later, as dawn was breaking, she had interviewed fire officers and=20 investigators as to the likely cause of the explosion. While she had been thus engaged, Superman had of course been rescuing=20 trapped residents, and later making the building safe for=20 investigators to enter. He had then stayed to help with the=20 investigation and had also brought out furniture and personal=20 belongings from the crumbling building. Finally, he had no longer been needed, and as the first golden=20 streaks of light became visible across the dark, cloudless sky he had=20 strolled across to where Lois was still standing making notes.=20 "I suppose you'll want an interview from me, too," he had observed=20 dryly. She had been about to respond with the kind of smart quip which was=20 seeming to characterise their relationship these days, now that she=20 was less star-struck than she had once been and was starting to see=20 him much more as a friend than as a hero on a pedestal. But as she'd=20 glanced up at him, she'd seen the weariness and suffering in his eyes=20 and her heart had gone out to him. "It's okay, Superman, I think I have enough to go on without needing=20 a quote from you," she'd assured him. "Anyway, I think I know you=20 well enough by now that I could invent a convincing quote if I wanted=20 one," she'd added, throwing him a teasing grin. He had returned her smile. "Well, it wouldn't be the first time,=20 Lois, would it? What was it now... something about truth and justice,=20 if I remember right?" She had laughed with him, remembering her first interview with him.=20 It had been in the Planet's bullpen, late at night, and she had been=20 so star-struck that she had barely been able to frame a coherent=20 question, let alone conduct an interview. Strangely enough, thinking=20 back, it had seemed as if he was equally nervous. That seemed odd=85 Superman had then gestured at her notepad. "You about finished here,=20 then?" She had nodded. "Nothing much else to write up - I was just going to=20 find a taxi." Seeing his look of surprise, she'd explained, "I didn't=20 take the Jeep because I thought it'd probably be impossible to get=20 parking anywhere near here, with all the emergency vehicles and=20 everything." "True," he had agreed. "So can I offer you a ride home, then?" he'd=20 suggested, with that quirky smile she loved so much. Her heart had=20 turned over; it really didn't help that she'd all but convinced=20 herself that Superman was never likely to see her as anything more=20 than a friend, and that she'd been thinking more often lately about=20 Clark as a potential romantic partner. When Superman smiled at her=20 like that, she felt like dissolving into a pool of mush at his feet. she had instructed=20 herself. Although that wasn't exactly easy when she was being held=20 closely against him, the warmth of his body permeating through to her=20 chilled bones. His muscle definition was very obvious at such close=20 quarters, and was extremely appealing. It took all of her=20 self-control to prevent herself running her fingers along his biceps=20 as he flew them back to her apartment. The exquisite torture ended as he set her down in the centre of her=20 living-room, his hands sliding up her arms to her shoulders to steady=20 her as she found her feet again. She assumed that he would leave=20 again immediately, but as always she found herself searching for some=20 way, some ruse, to keep him with her for just a few minutes. She so=20 rarely got a chance to spend any time alone with him - *quality*=20 time, not a snatched interview at some disaster scene, or a few short=20 minutes as he rescued her from some danger or other. She glanced up at him again; he hadn't yet moved. Again ruthlessly=20 suppressing the desire to reach up and kiss him - that would=20 guarantee his immediate departure, she felt sure - she found herself=20 speaking. "Uh=85 Superman, would you like some breakfast? You've been working=20 hard all night=85" She searched his face anxiously. To her surprise, he didn't decline immediately. He hesitated, then=20 said, "That's very kind, Lois, but you've been up all night too.=20 Won't you want to get to - uh, get some sleep?" "Oh!" Lois couldn't suppress the involuntary exclamation as she=20 wondered whether his reply meant that he would actually like to stay.=20 She hastened to reassure him. "There's really no point in going to=20 bed now, Superman - I'd be getting up in an hour anyway to go to=20 work, and with all this material to write up I might as well go in=20 early. I'm going to have breakfast now anyway, so you're welcome to=20 join me." Superman moved forward, further away from the window. "Well, if=20 you're sure, Lois...?" "Sure I'm sure," she replied confidently. She studied him then; he=20 really did look tired. She gestured towards her sofa. "Look, why=20 don't you sit down and relax while I get on with fixing breakfast?" Again, he hesitated, clearly unwilling to appear bad-mannered. "I=20 couldn't do that - let me help, or at least come into the kitchen and=20 talk to you." She grinned at him, very happy now that she was going to have at=20 least half an hour uninterrupted time with him - unless, that was,=20 another emergency called him away. "Look, when it comes to the=20 kitchen I work better alone, I promise you - Clark could certainly=20 confirm that! And you can talk to me just as easily from here." In the kitchen, she searched the refrigerator and cupboards for=20 ingredients. Good: she could make scrambled eggs and toast, and there=20 was plenty of coffee. Coffee first, she decided, throwing the=20 occasional conversational remark across to Superman as she filled the=20 machine with grounds and flicked the switch. His responses were=20 little more than grunts, however, which disappointed her. A few minutes later she had poured a cup of fresh coffee for him, and=20 she carried it in to where he sat. Only he was no longer sitting; he=20 was slumped in the corner of her sofa, his face resting against the=20 throw-cushion which he had placed against the seat-back. He was fast=20 asleep. Silently, Lois placed the coffee on the low table and she sat=20 carefully next to him on the sofa, not wanting to wake him but=20 enjoying this rare opportunity to study him at close quarters. The=20 tautness of his muscle definition, his broad shoulders, the firm=20 jawline, the curve of his lips which, on one or two occasions in the=20 past, had felt so wonderful moving over hers.=20 She forced herself to shift her gaze upwards. The straight shape of=20 his nose, his perfectly-spaced eyes, the tiny oval indentations on=20 either side of the bridge of his nose where=85 Indentations? What caused those sort of indentations...? Lois frowned. The only thing she was aware of which could make that=20 kind of mark on someone's face was=85 glasses. Spectacles. She had never seen Superman wearing spectacles, but by the look of=20 those marks on his nose, he had to wear them quite a lot. You have to=20 wear glasses almost all the time to have those kind of permanent=20 indentations, she thought, frowning. Heavy glasses, too - light=20 frames, like sunglasses, wouldn't do it. But why on earth would Superman need glasses? He was perfect in every=20 way - and he had super-vision. Lois puzzled over that for a moment, then her thoughts focused on=20 trying to picture Superman wearing glasses. What on earth would he=20 look like? She couldn't=85 ... quite... She jumped to her feet as a realisation of earth-shattering=20 significance struck her. For an instant, she could barely remember=20 how to breathe. The only person she could think of who wore glasses the whole time -=20 heavy glasses, too - *and* who looked a lot like Superman...=20 ... was Clark. Clark Kent, her partner for over a year, best friend, and...=20 potentially more.=20 In that instant, so many of the certainties in Lois's life seemed to=20 crumble before her eyes. For as long as she could remember, two men=20 had been hugely important to her: Clark and Superman. They had both=20 been good friends to her - she had in the past hoped that Superman=20 might be more than a friend, and more recently she had wondered=20 whether Clark meant more to her than she realised. But there weren't=20 two men, only one. Clark Kent. The man she had reluctantly accepted as her partner *and*=20 the superhero she had loved. As the shock died away, fury set in. She stood watching Clark sleep,=20 seething inwardly, longing to seize one of her heaviest pans and=20 clobber him over the head with it.=20 The problem was that he wouldn't even feel it. Pulling a face, Lois=20 briefly wished for some Kryptonite - just a tiny chip, just enough to=20 render him vulnerable enough so that a karate-chop to the stomach=20 would actually *hurt*. Her desire for the instant gratification of waking him up to shout at=20 him warred with the knowledge that revenge was best savoured when she=20 had a proper *plan*. That's it, she determined. Work out the best way=20 to extract revenge... and he'll really regret all the lies, the=20 deceit, the... The pretending that he was two different people, and making her fall=20 in love with one of them, and being cruel enough to turn her down as=20 Superman! If it hadn't been for that, Lois reflected bitterly, she=20 would never have said yes to Lex. But her conscience quickly pointed out that this wasn't entirely=20 fair. She had decided of her own free will to marry Lex - and while=20 she had sworn deep and abiding love to Superman, even assuring him=20 that she would love him even if he was an ordinary man, she had=20 rejected that very same ordinary man only a few hours earlier. Lois pushed that uncomfortable memory aside. She wasn't yet willing=20 to give up her anger. That... that lying, deceitful *toad* asleep on=20 her sofa deserved everything he had coming to him! But first... she tiptoed into the kitchen and turned off the heat=20 under the eggs, then poured herself some coffee as she brooded over=20 possible courses of action. Frowning into her cup, she watched her=20 guest surreptitiously over the rim: she could just see the top of his=20 head over the sofa-back. Just how fast asleep was he? She tapped the egg-pan experimentally with a metal spoon; no=20 reaction.=20 Okay, she thought with relish, she probably had enough time before he=20 awoke... She hurried to her computer and booted it up... *************** To be concluded in Part 2 ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 10:15:08 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 2/2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: QUOTED-PRINTABLE STORY TITLE: It's As Plain as the Nose=85 PART:=20 AUTHOR: Wendy Richards=20 RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Welcomed publicly or privately, though any typos etc.=20 should be pointed out via private email. DESCRIPTION: A short=20 vignette set around mid-second season, but definitely before The=20 Phoenix; Lois is shocked to realise that Superman is showing distinct=20 signs of... surely not of being short-sighted? ********************* Clark gradually came to wakefulness with the realisation that he was=20 lying in a very uncomfortable position, on some object which was=20 certainly not designed for sleeping. Blinking rapidly to clear the=20 sleep from his eyes, he recognised the living-room of Lois's=20 apartment.=20 What was he doing there? He couldn't immediately remember=85 but he was=20 half-sitting, half-lying on her sofa. Well, that certainly explained=20 his stiff neck. He'd lost count of the number of times he'd told Lois=20 those sofas were instruments of torture. He massaged his neck-muscles=20 as he tried to remember why he was at her apartment. Glancing down at himself, he realised that he was in the Suit; he=20 stretched back his hand, which had instinctively been about to grope=20 for his glasses. He tried to concentrate=85 Yes, that was it! He'd been helping at the old folks' home - he'd=20 been there from about midnight, he remembered; and since he'd already=20 been tired after rescuing an oil tanker in distress in the North Sea=20 the night before, he really could have done with some sleep.=20 Lois had been there as well - outside the home, that was. He had=20 caught sight of her on a number of occasions, bringing hot drinks to=20 distressed elderly people as she tried to comfort and reassure them,=20 under the guise of getting interviews for her story. Typical Lois, he=20 mused with a wry smile. She liked to pretend that she was too=20 hard-bitten to empathise with people's pain and suffering; but=20 secretly she was incredibly compassionate. And he had flown her home... yes, that was why he was here. She had=20 no transport, and he just hadn't wanted to be alone, for some reason.=20 She had invited him for breakfast, and he had accepted in the hope=20 that talking to her about the night's events might help to ease some=20 of the pictures which remained in his mind. Seriously injured and=20 frail men and women who had been trapped inside the building and had=20 begged him to help them; but worse, a building owner who cared so=20 little about the injuries to the residents that he had actually tried=20 to order Superman not to cause any more structural damage, even=20 thought it had been necessary in order to free some of those who were=20 trapped. Sometimes, man's inhumanity to man was impossible to believe. Clark got to his feet... where was Lois? She wasn't in the kitchen,=20 and from what he could see she appeared to have abandoned breakfast=20 half-way through cooking it.=20 Then he noticed the sheet of paper on the floor by his feet. He=20 picked it up and turned it over. To his surprise, it contained a=20 print-out of the 'El' symbol from his suit. Written underneath, in=20 Lois's handwriting, were the words, "Just who are you?" Puzzled, he=20 placed it on the coffee-table and walked towards the kitchen. On the table, next to a now-lukewarm cup of coffee, was another sheet=20 of paper. This also bore the 'El' logo, but next to it was an outline=20 of the State of Kansas. Written on the bottom of the page, also in=20 Lois's handwriting, were the words, "Am I getting close?" Clark was now getting worried. Just what was she up to? He scanned=20 the rest of the kitchen and living area with his super-vision; there=20 was another piece of paper on the floor, folded into an arrow-shape,=20 just by her bedroom door.=20 Was the arrow telling him where Lois was? Was it suggesting that he=20 should follow in the arrow's direction, into her bedroom? And if that was so, just what did Lois want? She couldn't be trying=20 to=85 no, she wouldn't. He'd made it clear to her, as Superman, that he=20 was backing off and just wanted to be friends.=20 He unfolded the arrow and stared at this third clue. Again, the 'El'=20 symbol, but this time she had sketched a pair of glasses lying open=20 over the 'S'.=20 Clark stilled as shock coursed through him. The meaning of this was=20 unmistakable. He didn't even need the words underneath to realise=20 what Lois was telling him. She had written, "I *see* who you are." She knew. Lois had figured it out; how, he had absolutely no idea.=20 Even more important, he had no idea how mad she was about it.=20 Probably pretty furious, he guessed, judging by this elaborate=20 charade. He knew Lois; if she had been just a little bit mad, she=20 would have waited until he'd awoken and would have discussed it=20 pretty aggressively with him. If she'd been *a lot* mad, she would=20 have woken him up there and then and yelled at him.=20 For her to construct this kind of thing, she had to be furious at a=20 rate of at least nine and a half out of ten on the Lane scale.=20 Ballistic, in fact. Screamingly enraged.=20 For an instant, he was tempted to make a dash for the window, and fly=20 as far away from here as he could. But=85 he sighed heavily. This was=20 something he couldn't run away from; and if he was honest, Lois=20 deserved more consideration than that.=20 He blinked, and drew a long breath as he mentally prepared himself=20 for the embodiment of Mad Dog Lane who was clearly awaiting him on=20 the other side of her bedroom door. Slowly, he pushed open the door. Lois sat cross-legged on her bed, wearing=85 he gulped. She was wearing=20 a semi-transparent robe, with very little underneath, from what he=20 could tell. He suspected that her choice of apparel was a deliberate=20 attempt to unnerve him, and despite his best efforts it was working.=20 He tried to avoid looking at her, but it was difficult; given that he=20 was expecting her to be angry, he couldn't very well take his eyes=20 off her. That would be a bad move, strategically speaking. She was reading something, and appeared not to have noticed his entry=20 into her bedroom. However, Clark knew that she was very well aware of=20 him; her pulse rate had increased by several points since he'd come=20 in. He noticed an infinitesimal flick of her eye in his direction, a=20 movement no-one without super-powers would have caught. So, she was waiting for him to make the first move, was she? He=20 smiled suddenly; he was pretty good at these games of patience, and=20 he usually knew just how to psych someone out. He crossed his arms in front of his chest in his distinctive Superman=20 pose, and fixed her with a basilisk stare. After a few moments, she casually raised her gaze from the papers she=20 was studying, and appeared to notice him for the first time.=20 "Superman - did you want something?" "I thought you did, Lois - you seemed to be inviting me in here," he=20 replied blandly, deciding that his best course of action would be to=20 try to force her onto the defensive. She held out the papers towards him. "You might like to take a look=20 at this." At his raised eyebrow of enquiry, she explained, "I wrote=20 up my story while you were asleep." He stepped forward and grasped the paper; it was laid out in the=20 typical format of a Lane story for the Planet, with the=20 subject-matter and suggested headline at the top.=20 SUBJECT: PLANET EXCLUSIVE ON SUPERMAN HEAD: PLANET REPORTER IS MAN OF STEEL SUB-HEAD: HOW GLASSES GAVE AWAY KENT'S SECRET Clark barely bothered to read the remainder of the typed sheets,=20 instead striding towards Lois and allowing the pages to flutter onto=20 the bed. "You can *not* be seriously considering printing that!" he exclaimed=20 angrily. She fixed him with a wide-eyed stare. "Why, Superman, you know I'm an=20 investigative reporter! And as you told me once, that means I should=20 *investigate*! And it's my job to write the truth, isn't it?" "Look, Lois, I don't know what it is you think you know..." he=20 began, only to trail off as she unfolded her nearly-bare legs and got=20 to her feet. He swallowed. "What's the problem, Superman?" she enquired in a pseudo-innocent=20 voice. "You can't possibly have a problem with the way I'm dressed -=20 after all, you told me once that it didn't matter what I wore if I=20 didn't have a lead-lined robe." Clark flinched. "Lois, I am *sorry* I ever said that. I wanted to=20 take it back the second - "=20 "Yes, I suppose you did," she interrupted him. "It's funny - I could=20 never imagine Clark saying anything quite that crude to me." he wanted to hit back at her, but=20 swallowed the words before they could form on his tongue. "Lois, what=20 is this all about?" She dropped the innocent air suddenly, her tone becoming cold. "You=20 know very well, Clark Kent. I've found out your little secret. And I=20 can assure you, you are *not* my favourite person right now, so don't=20 even think about trying to lie your way out of this." Clark sighed; she was right, there was no point in hoping that he=20 could somehow persuade her that she was mistaken. Taking another deep=20 breath, he said heavily, "Yes, you're right. I am Clark." He gestured=20 at the sheets of paper on the bed. "You haven't already emailed that=20 to the Planet, have you?" She glared at him. "Clark, how long have we worked together?" He shook his head at this sudden apparent non-sequitur. "Eighteen=20 months, one week and two days - why?" "Well, presumably that means you know how I operate by now?" he thought. Wait a minute.... He met her gaze, realising all at once what she was=20 trying to tell him, and in addition, just why she was so angry.=20 He spoke in a low, intense voice. "Lois, what I've learnt about you=20 is that you are the most brilliant reporter in Metropolis. But you=20 are also the most loyal and generous friend I could ever hope to=20 have. You have saved my life and my sanity more than I care to=20 remember, and I would trust you with my life and all that is precious=20 to me." She met his gaze, unblinking, though he thought he saw the glimmer of=20 tears in her eyes. "Lois, you think I didn't tell you I'm really Clark because I don't=20 trust you, isn't that it?" he asked huskily. She shrugged. "If the cap fits...." She turned away from him. "It's=20 not as though you haven't had *lots* of opportunities... I mean, all=20 those ridiculous excuses and explanations, and you even let me=20 believe you'd been killed!" Clark took the few steps which separated them, gripping her firmly by=20 her shoulders. "You're right, I should have told you then, and I'm=20 sorry for hurting you. If it's any consolation, I was in a hell of a=20 state myself." She broke free of his grasp and spun around to face him. "And I=20 haven't sent that story to Perry - I wasn't going to." "I know you weren't, Lois," he assured her softly, sincerely, his=20 brown eyes holding hers. "I told you, I trust you. I'm just so used=20 to keeping this to myself - other than you, only my parents know." She reached out and touched the front of his suit cautiously. "I feel=20 I don't know you any more." Clark stepped back, then spun into the casual clothes he had been=20 wearing at his apartment before he'd been called out. Lois gasped,=20 but he strode forward again swiftly and took her lightly in his arms. "Lois, I know we need to talk, and we *will* talk, when we have time=20 to do it properly - not when we have to be in work in an hour. But =20 for now I need to know that you're still my best friend." "Really?" Her tone was sceptical. "You've been distancing yourself=20 >from me for a while." "Only as Superman," he replied seriously. "I always wanted to be free=20 to care about you, as myself." "You told me you loved me, and then you took it back," she accused=20 him. Clark grimaced; he felt it was a bit soon for that particular=20 discussion. "Why don't we save that one until later, too?" Deciding=20 to change the subject, he asked, "Please, tell me how you figured it=20 out. Did I talk in my sleep or something?" He was taken aback when she reached forward and removed his glasses;=20 at first, he thought she simply wanted to see Clark without the=20 barrier of glasses. But she moved out of his grasp and took his arm,=20 drawing him towards her dressing-table. "Look in the mirror - look closely at the sides of your nose, by the=20 bridge. Do you see anything?" she asked. Clark looked. And stared as he realised just what she was getting at.=20 He turned to stare at her in open admiration. "Lois Lane, you have got to be the best investigative reporter this=20 century! I can't imagine anyone else seeing that and figuring it=20 out=85" He shook his head. "I gotta do something about that..." She touched his arm gently. "Not many people get that close to you as=20 Superman, I guess. And if you want to make sure, maybe you should get=20 some new glasses - with lighter frames, so they don't leave marks." He met her gaze, his lips curling into a gentle smile; his hand=20 reached up almost of its own volition to curve around her cheek and=20 into her hair. "That's a pretty neat idea, Lois. You know, I really=20 don't know what Superman would have done without you sometimes." "I guess even Superheroes need a friend," she suggested. "You *know* Superheroes need a friend," he replied. "The one I know=20 has pretty specific requirements for the job, though=85 she's got to be=20 beautiful, and funny, and generous and loyal, and intelligent, and a=20 little crazy... and," he finished on a husky note, "she has to be=20 called Lois Lane." She moved a little closer to him; he could feel her body heat, smell=20 the scent of her skin, her hair. He wanted to wrap his arms around=20 her, hold her tightly to him, but he wasn't sure whether she would=20 permit that. She tilted her face up towards his. "That sounds like a job I'd be=20 interested in. But only if it's understood that I also get to be=20 friends with Clark Kent." "That condition isn't a problem," he assured her huskily. "Okay... and as long as I get to have plenty of hugs, and maybe even=20 a few kisses as part of the reward package," she whispered, smiling=20 provocatively. "That could be arranged, I guess," Clark replied, now grinning=20 broadly in return. He lowered his head and brushed his lips across=20 hers. "Consider that an advance." A few light kisses and several hugs later, Clark raised his head but=20 still held her gaze. "You know, Lois, when I saw those pictures I=20 really thought you were furious with me. I imagine you plotting all=20 sorts of horrible revenge on me." "Don't imagine I wasn't, Kent!" she assured him firmly. "I have a=20 present for you." She freed herself from his arms, disappearing into=20 her bathroom. She re-emerged a few moments later wrapped in a thicker=20 robe and clearly holding something behind her back.=20 She held out the mystery object to Clark; he accepted it and stared=20 down at=85 a vaguely familiar Godzilla toy. He recognised it; it had=20 once worn a short cape and an 'S' logo on its chest. Now the logo and=20 cape were gone, and the Godzilla wore paper spectacles and a tie.=20 As he raised his gaze from the toy to Lois, she fixed him with a=20 challenging stare. "I had intended hiding that just outside my window=20 - you'd have seen it as soon as you flew out." He nodded; he would have. And the significance would have dawned on=20 him immediately. "And I suppose you'd have said nothing, just waited=20 for me to come into work and watched to see how I'd behave?" he=20 enquired. "Sure. I figured it wouldn't take too long for you to be desperate to=20 know how much I knew." "So why the drawings instead?" he enquired.=20 She shrugged. "I decided it would be better to have this out here -=20 in private. Besides, I wanted to watch you squirm, and it's not very=20 easy to do that at the Planet - not as much as I wanted you to=20 squirm, anyway." He grinned ruefully. "So did I squirm enough for you, Lois?" "I guess so," she said thoughtfully. "Though I might have to make you=20 squirm a little more still - I could make you take me to Smallville=20 so I can ask Martha all about when you first started to see through=20 things." He pretended to recoil. "Lois, I'll grovel... anything but have you=20 and Mom talking about me as a kid!" "Should have thought of that sooner, Farmboy=85. Now, I think you owe=20 me breakfast!" she retorted. "Yeah, I guess I do - croissants? Pastries?"=20 He was gone in a blur before she had a chance to answer, and she=20 shook her head in bemusement before heading for the shower. At a=20 guess, he'd gone to France for authentic pastries=85 anything to=20 impress her and ensure that she would forgive him. Of course, she had=20 forgiven him already, but, she mused, there was no harm in letting=20 him grovel just a little bit longer. *He* didn't have to know she had=20 forgiven him. She would let him explain later - boy, did he have a=20 lot of explaining to do - but on the whole, this wasn't a bad=20 discovery. At least she no longer had to worry about potentially=20 being in love with two men. Yes, she would let him squirm a little longer. He deserved it, after=20 all. And since hitting him over the head wouldn't hurt him, she would=20 just have to try more subtle tactics. It was a good thing Clark was=20 often quite slow to see that he was being manipulated, she thought=20 with a wicked grin as she dressed. This was going to be fun.... ----The End---- - Postscript -=20 I have absolutely no idea whether spectacles would leave the same=20 imprint on Clark's face as they do on mine! This is just a fun=20 'what-if' story, not by any means to be taken seriously. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 10:34:47 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: <3.0.5.32.19990508140709.007ce6a0@mail.capitalnet.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Margaret wrote: > You mean I not only have to figure out how alt-Clark and alt-Lois are going > to live their lives, but now I have to figure out *which* Tempus did it, > whatever "it" is, to them!!!! Aaarrrggghhh! I'll *never* finish Only You > > Margaret You'd better - or I'm sending round at least two Tempuses to keep taking you back in time until you post it! Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 06:45:34 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: Re: it's As Plain As the Nose MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit The best way to start a Monday morning is with a "fun, what-if story" and there it was, "As Plain as the Nose" :) Always follow the paper trail -- who nose where it will lead? Thanks Wendy; I really enjoyed it ! Carol ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 07:38:53 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: Re: Recognition MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks, Alexis, for your comments about Recognition. Bus stop reading, eh? I hope you told anyone who might have asked what you were reading that it was something on intergalatic combinant DNA possibilites. Some comments on a few of your comments on the parts you liked: <> LOL -- That's how I know about Star Trek -- my husband made me do it! I actually grew to like the "Next Generation" & Data became my favourite character [& Troi & Q]. The Fred Johnson scene -- This wasn't even a scene, just a "recall" paragraph until I read Sandy McDermin's comments on "For the Good of the Child" where she talked about the use of action and dialogue vs. reflective recall of an event. I'd never thought about that issue. So thanks, Sandy. The Smallville "stuff" -- <> That's one thing I wanted to set up in this part of the story, not just about Clark's childhood but also about what is important to him. <> LOL <> I always felt the show missed a bit of an opportunity on this point. Other fanfics have developed this idea, too. (e.g. Debby's Dawning & B.B. Medos' Sanctuary) < >> You're very welcome. :) Carol ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 13:47:39 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Wendy wrote: > Margaret wrote: >> You mean I not only have to figure out how alt-Clark and alt-Lois are going to live their lives, but now I have to figure out *which* Tempus did it, whatever "it" is, to them!!!! Aaarrrggghhh! I'll *never* finish Only You << > You'd better -- or I'm sending round at least two Tempuses to keep taking you back in time until you post it! < It could be worse, you know -- it could be the *same* Tempus twice over! And I don't mean by "virtue" of time looping, either. By one of those coincidences that make you wonder, I've just read Harry Harrison's book "The Stainless Steel Rat Goes to Hell", in which the villain discovers parallel universes, including one which somehow -- ultra-high PSB (pseudo-scientific babble) coefficient here) -- duplicates anything from *our* universe which is sent into it! The villain uses it to create a small army of the perfect henchmen -- himself! -- and the ingenue heroine uses it to duplicate herself so that she can marry both of the Rat's twin sons! Now _there's_ a solution to the Clark-Lois-AltClark triangle that no-one's thought of -- except, perhaps, for Zoomway, who kinda combined this idea and something else in "Always Something There to Remind Me." Phil ------------------------------------------------------------------ "We gotta get out into Space / If it's the last thing we ever do!" -- Return to the Forbidden Planet A sentiment echoed by Phil Atcliffe (Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 06:12:02 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Christina Batouli Subject: Re: Off Topic: Look Alike Lois Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; >::coming out of lurkdom:: > >This idea has probably been thought of before but I was wondering if anyone >did a story about what happened to the "plastically altered" look alike of >Lois from the Episode Madame Ex. I remember that she was sent to jail >along >with Ariana Carlin... but I was wondering if anyone did a story about what >could happen if she were to get out.... > >Possible story idea for anyone I guess... > There's also a TUFS episode, I can't remember which one though forum101@hotmail.com _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 17:04:44 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Hazel Subject: Re: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 1/2 In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Cute story, Wendy. I love reading something of yours when I know you've been working on it! S P O I L E R S P A C E I would personally question whether or not glasses would leave indentations on Clark's nose, since his skin ought to be invulnerable to pressure. But I love the premise and Lois' sharp eyes, I love the way you lead into CK's new glasses on the show, and I can assure you that *my* glasses *definitely* leave marks on *my* nose! For a story like this, we'll wait the extra few days for your alt-alt... but don't keep us waiting too long! Hazel ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 07:10:27 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sue Modolo Subject: I Am Getting Restless here Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; Hey, I got to have my S6 fix. Something must have happened and we have not received the next installment in the S6. I know there are a lot of us anxiously waiting for the next ep. I even had to read to FATAL ATTRACTION to get my S6 fix today. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 15:23:20 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 1/2 In-Reply-To: <3.0.6.32.19990511170444.00903270@actcom.co.il> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Hazel wrote: > Cute story, Wendy. I love reading something of yours when I know you've > been working on it! Thanks, Hazel! Yes, after I came on IRC last night I sat up until after 2.30 am to finish it! > > S > P > O > I > L > E > R > > S > P > A > C > E > > I would personally question whether or not glasses would leave indentations > on Clark's nose, since his skin ought to be invulnerable to pressure. Yes, I wasn't at all sure about that, although I did think about Zoomway's explanation about the way in which Clark's aura works (see Ultra Matum). On *that* basis, it's possible But I > love the premise and Lois' sharp eyes, I love the way you lead into CK's > new glasses on the show, and I can assure you that *my* glasses > *definitely* leave marks on *my* nose! Mine too! As for the new glasses, I wondered whether people would pick up the hint - I think (though I've no doubt someone will correct me) that the new glasses were somewhere around Phoenix? > > For a story like this, we'll wait the extra few days for your alt-alt... > but don't keep us waiting too long! Umm.... I'm afraid that's really ground to a halt right now! You might have to put up with a Big Boys Do Fly sequel instead... Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 20:48:50 -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: S6, Ep 8, "Turn Around" 1/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" TITLE: Turn Around PART: 1/6 AUTHOR: Sheila Harper RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Please review this episode at the S6 website, as well as provide feedback to the author, either publically or privately. SUMMARY: Episode 8 of Season 6. __________________________ Turn Around Season 6, Episode 8 By Sheila Harper Rated PG Original Air Date: May 9, 1999 TEASE "But, Mr. Gendell--!" Grant Gendell closed the folder that had been lying open on his desk. "I think that's reasonable, Dr. Trifyllis. I've been patient for three years because I think this kind of research is important. But there's no point in throwing money down a rat hole. If you can't give me any evidence that this process is possible, I'm not going to follow a dead-end line of research any further. I can use the money to support the old-fashioned kind of knowledge transfer. There are literacy and tutoring programs all over Metropolis that could use the help." "Mr. Gendell, this isn't something that happens overnight--" Nick Trifyllis protested desperately, shoving his glasses back up on his nose. He perched on the edge of the visitor's chair in front of Gendell's massive oak desk, his slight frame tensed, his hands fisted in his lap. "Three years isn't overnight. I'll stop by your lab tomorrow--" he glanced at his apointment book-- "about one-thirty." "But, Mr. Gendell--!" "Goodbye, Dr. Trifyllis. I'll see you tomorrow." ***** "And what do you think we should have for dinner?" Clark Kent asked his nine-month-old daughter. Laura sat comfortably in one of her father's strong, flannel-covered arms as they both looked into the open refrigerator, dark heads close together. "Hmmm . . . chicken, bell peppers, onion . . . What d'you think, Laura-babe? Chicken fajitas? Or maybe--if we still have some pineapple--sweet and sour chicken?" He picked up the red and yellow bell peppers in one large hand, and the baby held out her hands for the brightly colored vegetables, squealing and babbling. Clark laughed and set the peppers on the counter, out of his disappointed daughter's reach. Undeterred, she leaned over to grab for them, trusting her father to keep her from falling. He caught her with his other hand and pulled her back up against his shoulder. "I know; I know," he told her when she started fussing. "They look just like your toy rings. Maybe Mommy can get them for you," he added hopefully as Lois Lane walked into the kitchen, slim and beautiful even in jeans and a short-sleeved top. "Get what?" she asked and reached up to kiss her husband with an intensity that boded ill for getting dinner fixed any time soon. "Mmm," he murmured, letting go of Laura with one hand to clasp the back of Lois's head, her dark hair silky against his fingers. He looked a little dazed when she drew back, and he had completely forgotten her question. "What was that for?" "Just a little preview of what I'm planning for dessert." Her smile was sultry, and she bumped her hip against him; then she turned to their daughter, who was reaching for her, and her smile softened as she stroked the infant's soft cheek. "Hi, sweetie. What was it you wanted me to get?" she asked Clark. He handed Laura to her; then he took the chicken and onion out of the refrigerator and closed the door. "Her stacking rings," he answered. "She's upset because she wants to play with the peppers, but I'm using them for dinner." "Let's find your toys," Lois told Laura, bouncing the baby on her hip as they walked out of the kitchen. At super-speed, Clark deboned the chicken and cut it into chunks while Lois's voice drifted in from the living room. "I don't get it, Clark. The only link we've been able to come up with for those shooting victims--*where* did your rings go, pumpkin?--is that eight of them bought part of Lex's collection, either during the sale of his estate five years ago or in private purchases since--" "--and," he reminded her, pitching his voice to reach her on the other side of the closed door, "those pieces just happen to be back in Luthor's possession now." "True, but what does that have to do with the other fifteen victims? I'm starting to wonder if there's really any connection with Lex--oh, there, they are, sweetie. I wonder how they got under there?--or if the whole collection thing's just a coincidence," she concluded, pushing through the swinging door into the kitchen. The chicken was already sizzling in a pan, and he had finished chopping the bell peppers and onions and was mixing the pineapple juice and vinegar for the sweet-and-sour sauce. Clark glanced over his shoulder to see Lois set Laura on the floor with her colored stacking rings and holder as well as a stuffed bear and ring of plastic keys she had picked up on the way. His wife's thought processes ran on several levels simultaneously, and her ability to keep track of multiple lines of thought never failed to delight and amaze him. "Honestly, honey," he said, "I wouldn't put anything past Luthor. I'm sure there's another connection. We just haven't found it yet. . . . But I'm not gonna give up." She looked up and corrected him, "*We're* not giving up." He smiled. Despite a month of intense investigation, they hadn't come up with any other connections to Luthor, and Lois had begun to wonder if Lex really was the link connecting all the murders. But she was supporting him anyway. God, he loved her. "*We're* not," he repeated. ***** Far below the penthouse atop the quarter-mile high LexCorp tower, the lights of Metropolis brightened as the daylight waned. Lex Luthor watched from the balcony outside his office, his hands crammed in the pockets of his tuxedo slacks, uncharacteristically indifferent to what his posture did to the fit of the elegant tux. When he first lived in the penthouse, he had enjoyed the thought that everyone in the city had to look up to see him. It had been a perfect visual expression of his status in Metropolis. But now . . . Now it only emphasized his isolation. He was married, the CEO of a multinational corporation, his former position in the city regained, and yet . . . he had never felt so alone, so out of control, as if his power were slowly leaching away. For months, leaks and accidents had plagued his schemes, more annoying than ruinous, but since the catastrophe with the Dexter building and the incomplete insurance application, he had been certain someone--probably in his organization--was sabotaging his affairs. But he couldn't figure out who it was. If Kent hadn't repeatedly proved himself chained by his foolish ethical code, Lex might have suspected him of using his super powers unscrupulously. In lieu of an interfering superhero, Lex had begun to keep an eye on Enrico, his closest aide and the only person in LexCorp with enough knowledge or authority to be an effective saboteur. Briefly, Asabi's name crossed his mind, but he thrust the thought away. His former assistant had proven his loyalty many times over. "Lex?" He heard his wife's soft voice calling him from inside the penthouse. "Dinner's ready." Another spectacular dinner by his chef, then the premiere of Aida at the Metropolis Opera. And, if there were any justice in the world, he should be getting successful news about a project that might transform him into the most powerful man in the world. "Coming, Beth," he replied and turned away >from the glittering city below. END TEASE ***** ACT 1 The blue neon sign in the shop window was lost among the brighter, more colorful lights on the street, but Nick didn't need the sign to find his way to the House of Astrology. He pushed open the familiar door and paused a moment to let the faint odor of incense calm and relax him. It didn't help. His heart still galloped in his chest as it had since his meeting this afternoon with Mr. Gendell. Ten years of his life, dammit. Ever since his dissertation, he'd been working on a way to transfer knowledge directly from one mind to another, and he was sure he was on the verge of a breakthrough. But if he couldn't figure out a way to convince Gendell he was making progress, he'd have to abandon his dream of helping the slow learners, the math phobic, and the learning disabled know the things that came so easily to him and others like him. God, it wasn't fair. People who worked on better, faster ways of killing other people didn't seem to have trouble getting funding. Why couldn't some of that river of cash be used to support research that would *improve* the human condition? Nick bit his lip. Coming here was ludicrous. What did he expect Asabi to do? Wave a magic wand over him and suddenly turn all the negative results--those failures that eliminated possibilities and dead-ends--into positive ones? He had started to turn away when a movement caught his attention. The Indian mystic suddenly appeared from the back room of the shop as if he had materialized on the spot. Dark hair slicked back, head lowered, hands pressed together reverently, Asabi didn't look like the shrewd businessman he was, yet he had been a good friend to a penniless researcher who could give him nothing in return. Nick had often lingered over a cup of Lap Sang Soo Chang in the tearoom that Asabi had added to his shop the year before. There, he read the more esoteric books in the shop, looking for *any*thing that would give him a clue to how the psychic and physical worlds interrelated. "Nick, you are troubled," Asabi greeted him. "Your research does not go well?" No matter how many times Nick told himself that the older man was just reading his body language and making some calculated guesses--maybe he really *did* need to get a life besides his work--Asabi's comments always sent a shiver down his spine. "No worse than usual. But Mr. Gendell wants evidence--tomorrow--that this knowledge transfer is even possible or that'll be the end of the funding." He shook his head despairingly and raked one hand through his light brown hair. "It's over. Everything I've worked for." "But you have only to show him what you've done." "A transfer that lasts less than a second? Too short a time to measure or even to prove that it really happened? That isn't evidence." The mystic looked at him for a long moment. "Tomorrow, you need only to give evidence that such a transfer *can* occur?" "'Only,'" Nick repeated with heavy irony. "I have a better chance of winning the lottery." Asabi walked over to a circular shelf and picked up a small wooden box. "You are passing the beam through a ruby, are you not?" "Yeah." He opened the box to reveal a white crystal in the shape of a pyramid. "Try passing the beam through the Zelig stone." For the first time since he entered the shop, Nick felt a flicker of hope. "What?" "The Zelig stone will not transfer information from one mind to another as you desire," Asabi explained in his soft Indian accent, "but it *will* prove to your Mr. Gendell that transferences are possible." "How? What does it do?" Nick reached for the stone, but the mystic pulled it away, and when he replied, he ignored the younger man's question. "Nick, this stone is powerful, even dangerous. Do not allow another person to touch it. Install it in your machine in the place of the ruby and try the experiment on your lab animals. When your Mr. Gendell has seen and approved your work and you are alone again, remove the stone and bring it back to me." He closed the box. "Do you understand? If you try to use the stone in any other way, it could destroy you. But it will grant you the time you need to develop your own process." Nick stared at the box, torn between curiosity and horror. "What does it *do*?" he repeated. Asabi looked down at the box in his hand. "It will transfer the consciousness--the soul--of one being into another's body. Used correctly, it will be enough to prove to your Mr. Gendell that such a transfer is possible." Nick looked into those unfathomable dark eyes. Was his life's work worth the risk? He reached for the wooden box. ***** Lois walked away from Laura, expecting the infant to play with her toys or crawl off to explore the mysteries of the kitchen cabinets. Instead, Laura's lower lip thrust out, and she began to cry and crawl after her mother. Lois stopped and looked back at her daughter, then turned to Clark, frustration evident in her coffee-dark eyes. "I don't know what I should do. I want to pick her up, but the books say I shouldn't because it'll teach her that she can get what she wants by crying, and she'll grow up to be spoiled and egocentric. But if I don't, then she'll learn that her opinion doesn't matter, and that'll make her insecure and depressed. And if I pick her up sometimes and don't other times, that'll teach her that there's no consistency in her world, and she'll never be able to trust people when she grows up." She plopped down on one of the kitchen chairs. "Clark, there's no way to win." He had already set down the sauce and was wiping his hands, but at that he gently grasped Lois's shoulders and pitched his voice to be heard above Laura's wails. "Honey, you're *not* going to ruin Laura's character by picking her up--or by letting her cry--no matter what some child psychologist says. You love her, and you're trying to do what's best for her. Trust yourself." He pressed a kiss on her mouth, then bent down to pick up their screaming child--who had pulled herself up to stand by grabbing his jean-clad leg. At his touch, her tears miraculously vanished. "We've both been so busy this week that we've hardly had time to do more than drop her off or pick her up at the Planet's child care center. I'm sure she feels it." He cradled Laura in his arms and lifted her, so he could blow a raspberry against her bare tummy where her shirt had ridden up. As she shrieked with laughter at the ticklish feeling and funny noise, he lifted his head and finished, "I know I do." Lois smiled and stroked Laura's soft hair. "Child-rearing wisdom from Dr. Clark. At least she won't grow up feeling unwanted or unloved." She looked at the food on the counter. "So, what's with your Hawaiian kick?" "Hawaiian?" "Yeah. Sweet and sour twice in the last month. D'you want me to do something with this?" At his lack of response, she looked up to see him listening to something beyond her hearing. "What now?" she sighed. "A fire." He handed Laura to her and started for the living room. At the door, he hesitated and turned back. "Add the chicken broth and vegetables to the chicken; when they're tender, add the sauce and pineapple and start some rice. Stir constantly," Clark called over his shoulder and pushed through the door, but when he emerged on the other side, it was Superman whose super-speed exit rattled the windows. ***** "What are you working on, Chris?" asked Owen Preece, the director of the LexCorp Information Technology department. Chris Trifyllis glanced at the clock in the corner of his monitor. He worked a late shift, eleven in the morning till eight at night, and sometimes he forgot when quitting time was for the rest of the staff. "The Dexter project. But I want to check the firewalls on that encrypted directory before I start on it." He held his breath, watching for any suspicion in Preece's expression, but his supervisor simply said, "If you need anything, I'll be in my office finishing a report before I go home." "Okay." Preece nodded and left the cubicle, while Chris logged onto the network with his administrator's code. The firewalls Mr. Luthor had asked him to erect after that reporter had hacked into the system were still in place, still untouched. He hadn't really expected otherwise. It would take a hacker with the patience and skill of his younger brother, Alex, to find a way around the new safeguards--but even then, the hacker would have to be incredibly lucky to find the keys to the double-encrypted files. Of course, *he* already had the key to the second level of encryption. Chris glanced at the clock on his screen. Checking the system hadn't taken as long as he'd expected. There was still some time to indulge his curiosity before he needed to start on the project he'd mentioned to Preece. He exited the network and opened a hidden directory on his own computer, where he had placed a copy of the encrypted files when he was adding the second level of encryption. He stared at the information on his screen. He had already run the most common algorithms on the files, using strings of passwords based on the other codes he used at LexCorp, but the files remained stubbornly closed. He sighed. He really didn't have a hacker's mentality, the obsessiveness that counted no cost and refused to give up until the problem was solved. Alex, however, had those qualities in abundance. Alex had also just been released from prison after serving eight months of a two-year term for breaking into the financial arm of Bob Fences' old corporation and inserting a dummy program that paid him a fifty-cent royalty for each program the corporation sold. He had collected nearly $100,000 before someone stumbled onto his theft. Chris didn't have the time to put into decoding the files, but he wanted to know what was important enough to warrant this kind of security. He copied them onto his zip drive and wiped them from his hard-drive, then added an extra file that contained lists of LexCorp's codes and passwords. Logging back onto the network, he tucked the zip disk into an anti-static bag and stuck it in his pocket behind his pocket protector. Alex would probably love the challenge. ***** CONTINUED IN PART 2 ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 20:51:25 -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: S6, Ep 8, "Turn Around" 6/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" TITLE: Turn Around PART: 6/6 AUTHOR: Sheila Harper RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Please review this episode at the S6 website, as well as provide feedback to the author, either publically or privately. SUMMARY: Episode 8 of Season 6. "Not again?" Lois repeated. "You think this is like what happened when you and that--that criminal changed places?" If it had been hard to look at that older man and see her husband, it was almost impossible to look at *herself* and see him. And *this* body--even standing felt awkward. She was too big, clumsy almost, and her body moved wrong. "Woody Samms? Yeah, it feels like it." He tried to stand up, but his high heel turned under him, and he collapsed. Lois grabbed his arm and caught him before he could twist his ankle, feeling the effortless power that made nothing of his woman's weight. She had felt it before, as Ultra Woman, but that had been different. It had been her *own* body, boosted, augmented, simple to control once she realized how. Not now. Her hand nearly wrapped around his upper arm--was she *that* tiny to him?--and she saw the surprise in his face as he looked up at her and winced at her tight grip. "Careful, hon," he told her, rubbing his sore arm. "You're gonna have a bruise there." "Oops. Better than a sprained ankle, though." She regarded his appearance critically. "I knew I didn't like the way that new hair stylist cut my hair. Does it always stick out like that?" she asked, reaching out to smooth down one side of his hair. His gaze flashed upward to meet hers, and Lois laughed. It might be her face, but she would recognize that deer-in-the-headlights look of Clark's anywhere. "Never mind. That's one of those no-win questions women ask that husbands hate, isn't it?" He smiled but adroitly avoided that potential pitfall by changing the subject. "Lois, what do you remember happening?" She frowned, thinking. "I opened the door and called out to Trifyllis. And then . . ." She paused, trying to remember. "And then I think you told me to wait, and there was a blinding light . . . and we woke up like this." "Yeah, that's what I remember, too. But that isn't the way it happened before." "It isn't?" "No. Samms shook my hand. He was holding something . . . something with straight edges that pressed again my palm. Like a die or maybe a pyramid." Clark thought back, trying to remember, and shook his head. "I don't know what it was, but when it touched me . . . I was frozen in place and all I could hear was my heartbeat. And then it was like I got shoved out of the way--and I was suddenly looking the other direction . . . back at myself. And I don't remember anything after that. Not until I crawled out of the bushes at the park and staggered to my feet." One corner of his mouth lifted in a brief smile. "It was the same when we changed back. We shook hands, and I could feel that thing he was holding dig into my hand. It froze me again, and then I was back in my own body." "No, that isn't what happened here," Lois mused. "I mean, we both froze and were unconscious, but that's all. You know what it reminded me of?" "What?" "Being shot by that red kryptonite beam that turned me into Ultra Woman." "So someone had to do the shooting. Nick Trifyllis?" "I can't imagine who else." She tried to use Clark's x-ray vision, but she got an odd distortion instead. "What's wrong?" He looked back at her in quick concern. "What d'you mean?" "I'm trying to use your vision-thingy to check the place out." "Oh." He reached up and lowered the glasses on her nose. "Lead crystal. You can't use vision powers through it." She looked through the equipment into every corner of the lab as she followed Clark, who had gone to search where the light had appeared to come from. "Is that why you were wearing glasses when you came to Metropolis? He isn't here," Lois added. Clark was searching what appeared to be Trifyllis's workstation. "I didn't think he would be," he admitted, methodically opening drawers and disk cartons on the desk and checking under the piles of papers. "Glasses?" he asked, picking up an old-looking book and thumbing through it. "You know. You were wearing glasses before you ever invented Superman, so they couldn't have been a disguise." "Oh, that." He set the book down and crouched to check through the boxes under the desk. "They started off as trainers--so I wouldn't use my vision powers accidentally, and after a while . . . actually, I guess it was kind of a disguise." Lois turned around and looked at him in surprise. "Really? I didn't think you had a secret identity before Superman." His voice was a little muffled under the desk, but with super hearing, she didn't have any trouble making out what he said. "I didn't. But if people started wondering who was strong or fast enough to have done whatever it was, they didn't usually look at the guy in glasses first. Especially since I tried to take them off when I was doing something . . . super." He straightened up. "I don't see anything in here that could've done this to us." She turned around slowly, the glasses low on her nose as she scanned the entire room, studying each piece of equipment. "I don't either. He must've taken it with him." "But, where?" The phone rang shrilly, interrupting their discussion, but the answering machine picked up before the second ring. "Leave a message at the beep," the recording directed. "Nick Trifyllis?" the phone caller began. "It's Owen Preece, Chris's boss. Chris didn't come back to work after lunch, and I can't reach him at home. If you know what's up, let me know." The caller hesitated a moment, then continued, "Do you know anything about package for Alex? Some people are interested in it." The phone disconnected, and the loud buzz of the dial tone filled the room until the answering machine clicked off. Clark's gaze locked with Lois's. "A package for Alex? That was odd." "Yeah. We'll have to talk to Owen Preece." She glanced at her watch--no, *Clark's* watch. "But it's after six, and we also need to pick up Laura. Tomorrow?" He nodded. "We've gotta undo this--this switch first." He looked around the small, cluttered room, his expression hopeless. "But I don't think anything here can help us." "Me either," Lois agreed. Her gaze fell on the book Clark had been looking through. "What's that?" He glanced down. "A book on astral projection. I thought it might have something to do with what happened to us, but it's pretty 'out there.'" "And this isn't?" she asked, indicating the six-foot Kryptonian male form she was inhabiting. She opened the cover and looked at the bookplate, and her heart rate took a sharp leap upward. "Clark, look at this." "Yeah? 'May you find the answers you seek--'" he read aloud. "I can't read the signature, though." Lois's voice was shaking. "Asabi. It's signed, 'Asabi.'" "Luthor's man-servant?" She nodded. "Asabi was with Lex when--when--" She stumbled to a stop. The memory was still a painful one--for both of them--and she changed 'when you let Lex drive off with me' to, "--when my memory was gone and Lex had me. They had . . . a couple of clones in some containers there, and Lex . . ." She closed her eyes, trying to remember. "Lex planned to transfer our consciousness into them." She didn't think her face had ever worn such a narrow-eyed, clench-jawed look. "So you think Asabi had something to do with it," Clark began. He stared at the inscription in the book. "And he just happens to pop up in connection with Nick Trifyllis, too." He lifted his head to look up at her, a muscle flexing in his jaw. "I don't believe in that much coincidence." "Neither do--" She broke off and turned her head abruptly as she heard a scream for help. "What is it?" Clark asked. "Someone needs Superman." "Go!" "But that aide of Lex's might be on his way here." He rolled his eyes. "Lois, I'm heading back to the Planet to get Laura. I'll meet you at home. Now . . ." He twirled his finger as if he were stirring a drink. She caught the corner of her lower lip in her teeth, then nodded and, stepping out of sight of the hall window, spun in a super-speed blur-- --except, when she came to a stop, Clark's jacket was caught around her elbows, and the knot of his tie was up by her ear. "Don't you dare laugh," she told him and began to strip off her outer clothes at super speed. A few seconds later, Superman stood there, dressed properly but looking uncertain and ill-at-ease. "Clark . . ." "Honey, you did a terrific job as Ultra Woman. You can do this, too." He started to reach toward her to caress her cheek, but he stopped, his hand wavering. His jaw tightened, and he cupped the side of her cheek deliberately. "Good luck, honey," he whispered. ***** Nick had made the maximum cash withdrawals on his three credit cards, gassed up his car, and stopped by the nearest drive-up burger joint. Now, on the expressway to New York City, he crept along at thirty miles an hour--a remarkable speed during rush hour, but a pace that drove his blood pressure skyward as he kept glancing back in his mirror, looking for the car he had seen those murderous missionaries driving. Despite everything he told himself, he couldn't make himself believe that they weren't already on his trail. It took every bit of control he had to drive in his own lane and not attract more attention by swerving from one lane to another in an effort to go faster. He chewed a french fry nervously, hoping that Alex was home and not out partying someplace. ***** The school bus, loaded with members of the Pelham High girls' track team, clung precariously to the edge of the overpass above the freeway, the guard rail peeled back and locked into the front fender by the force of the impact. Nearby, the jack-knifed tanker truck was pouring gasoline onto the roadway, and one spark, even from the bus scraping against the guard rail as it was moved, could set off an explosion that would destroy both vehicles. Lois hesitated, then swooped down to grab the school bus. If she could get it clear, she only had to worry about the truck driver if there were a fire. It should have been an easy catch--as Ultra Woman she had brought in an unpowered jet, which was much more awkward to balance--but she misjudged the distance, overshooting her target, and the backwash of her flight rocked the bus and dislodged it. It started sliding, the guardrail bending toward the freeway below, while the terrified girls scrambled toward the emergency exit in back, their weight shift unbalancing the vehicle even more. Grabbing the front bumper, Lois stopped the bus's forward plunge, but it was caught on the guardrail, and she couldn't lift it out of danger without tearing off the guardrail. What would Clark do? she wondered. She worked her way along the side to where the railing was crunched in the fender. Sparks from tearing the metal apart or using her heat vision to cut it away might ignite the gas fumes she could smell so strongly. But how else could she get the bus free? Cold, she thought. Metal would shatter under extreme cold. And there wouldn't be any sparks. She took a deep breath, trying to remember how Clark had taught her to draw energy from the air she took in. It was more a matter of quietness than of force, he had said when she blew the boulder over instead of freezing it. She hoped she had learned enough about quietness now, and she let out her breath in a stream of liquid-nitrogen-cold air on the guardrail. A gentle, almost negligible blow, and the railing shattered. Then she soared upward, lifting the bus out of danger. Not bad, she thought, setting the vehicle off the road and opening the emergency door in back to let the girls clamber out. "Stay with the bus," she warned them, then rocketed back to get the half-conscious truck driver and gently set him down by the bus. Buoyed by her successful rescues, Lois stopped consciously thinking about controlling Clark's body as she zoomed back to the accident site to clear away the gasoline. But when she landed next to the tanker, she misjudged again and found herself buried six inches into the shoulder of the road. She grimaced and stepped onto the roadway. High speed stops were definitely out until she got used to being six feet tall instead of five-and-a-half. ***** "Hi, Lois. Long day?" the childcare director greeted Clark, glancing down at his bare feet. Frazzled by the trip back to the Planet, Clark nearly looked over his shoulder for his wife, but he caught himself and said, "You don't know the half of it, Ruth." He didn't know how Lois managed to see to drive from so low behind the dash, or how she got out of the Jeep without catching her high heel in the door frame. Or, for that matter, how she managed to balance in high heels with a body that insisted on swinging from side to side as he put weight on one leg or the other. The torture devices she called shoes had found a new home in her purse after he'd twisted his ankle on the way to the elevator. If he could have found someplace private, he'd have stripped off those worthless pantyhose, too--but the ladies' room didn't qualify, and he didn't have Lois's knack of peeling them off without revealing anything more than a couple of inches of thigh. Ruth Wilson returned with Laura and her bags, and for the first time since he had awakened to find himself inside Lois's body, he smiled with genuine pleasure. "How's my Laura-babe?" he asked. The baby abandoned the fist she had been chewing on and held out her arms to him, nearly falling from Ruth's arms. Clark grabbed her--and her unexpected weight forced a soft grunt from him. She was *heavy*. But when she wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, he forgot about his throbbing ankle and the strain her weight put on his back muscles, and he hugged her back, feeling the stresses of the day fall away from him. Now, if Lois could just make it home safely so they could get switched back, he'd be a happy man. A few minutes later, laden with baby, diaper bag, insulated milk bag, and purse, Clark wasn't sure he and Laura were going to get home themselves. He didn't have the strength to carry Laura in one arm, not the way he had always done, with his forearm under her bottom and her legs hanging down his side. But when he used both arms, he couldn't carry the purse and Laura's bags, too. Ignoring the curious stares from people in the lobby, he stopped a moment and closed his eyes, trying to picture what Lois did. She used one arm, he recalled, but it was high on Laura's back, just under her arms, and Laura sat further around the side instead of in front. He shifted the baby down and to his side and nearly groaned in relief when Laura settled onto his hip and took her weight off his arm and shoulder. He picked up the three heavy bags and started toward the elevator, wondering how Lois ever managed to carry baby and bags and still maintain her balance in high heels. And people thought his flying and super strength were miraculous! ***** Lois was already home and had changed into jeans and a flannel shirt by the time Clark and Laura drove up, and she jogged down the steps to open the rear door and lift Laura from her car seat. "She's so light," Lois said, surprised. "It's like picking up a feather." She turned to see Clark limp around the front of the Jeep. "Cl--honey, what happened?" He took a deep breath and let it out forcefully. "Don't ask." She looked down at his bare feet, and he added, "I'm afraid I ruined your panythose. But you can take these--" he handed her the stylish heels that matched her dark-blue lace top-- "and throw them away for all I care." Clark turned and hobbled up the steps to the front entry while Lois stared at him open-mouthed. When she entered the living room, Clark had stripped off the shredded nylons and sunk onto the couch with his feet on the coffee table and his eyes closed. "Clark?" she asked hesitantly. He opened his eyes. "I'm sorry. I twisted my ankle after all. Are you okay?" She frowned in puzzlement. "Okay? Why wouldn't I be?" He took Laura from her and cuddled with the baby for a moment. "Don't you remember? The longer Woodys'--soul--was in my body, the more it lost its invulnerability." "Have you been worrying about that, too?" Lois sat down next to him. Her instinctive response was to smooth his hair away from his forehead, but when she looked into her own face, the impulse died. He shrugged, then looked down, and Lois felt tears blur her eyes. "I love you," she whispered and, closing her eyes, pressed a kiss on his temple. He turned and hugged her. "I love *you*." They clung to each other, trying to find the strength to go on, to face a situation that cut at the very roots of who they were, that altered their relationship in the most fundamental way. After a moment, Clark raised his head. "When Woody switched with me, I nearly got back to my own body twice, even without touching the stone, except he kept fighting the exchange. Maybe . . ." Lois finished the idea. "Maybe if we both try to get back, we can reverse this?" "It wouldn't hurt to try." He set Laura on the floor and handed her some toys from her diaper bag. "Okay." Lois shifted so she faced him. "What do we do?" Taking her hands in his, he said, "Close your eyes and concentrate on being in your own body." They closed their eyes, and for a moment, the only sound in the room was Laura chewing on a rubber toy. Lois opened her eyes. "Nothing happened." Clark kept his eyes closed, and his hands tightened on hers. "Try again." They yearned toward each other, drawing together until their foreheads touched, but still: "Nothing," Lois said in frustration. "It's not working." She pulled away and stood up, pacing restlessly. "Clark, what are we going to do?" He visibly set aside his own disappointment. "Find Nick Trifyllis," he said. Frustration and fear drove her to put the unthinkable into words. "And what if we can't find him?" Clark lifted his espresso-dark gaze to hers. "I don't know." END PART 1, "TURN AROUND" TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2, "WALK IN MY SHOES" (Season 6, Episode 9) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 20:51:15 -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: S6, Ep 8, "Turn Around" 5/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" TITLE: Turn Around PART: 5/6 AUTHOR: Sheila Harper RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Please review this episode at the S6 website, as well as provide feedback to the author, either publically or privately. SUMMARY: Episode 8 of Season 6. Lois shepherded the Jeep Cherokee across town with her usual aggressive skill, but Clark noticed that she was looking pensive as she took one of the Lafayette exits and left the freeway. "Is something wrong, Lois?" he asked. "Y-y-yeah," she began slowly. "Clark?" "Yeah?" "I don't want you to think I'm complaining or something because I'm really not, and I *do* understand that you can't just ignore real emergencies, and I wouldn't want you to, anyway." She paused for a moment, then plunged on. "But there are days--what am I saying? Weeks!--when it seems like one emergency after another, and when it goes on very long, I start feeling like a single parent." She hesitated again, then said in a small voice, "Except sometimes I think it'd be easier if I was." His head snapped around. "What!" Easier not to be married to him? The thought made his heart hurt with an almost physical sensation--like his reaction to Lois or Laura being in danger. She faced the crowded boulevard and started to answer calmly, but her voice began rising almost at once. "I know it isn't your fault, Clark, but I *hate* not being able to depend on you to take care of things! It's such a hassle having to scramble around and adjust my schedule to cover what you were supposed to do." "Like Laura's well-child appointment this morning," he whispered. One corner of her mouth lifted ruefully, but she wasn't smiling. "Yeah." Too focused on her earlier comment to feel defensive, he swallowed hard, trying to get the question past a lump of Kryptonite in his throat. "But--but how would it be easier if you were single?" Lois glanced at him, and her expression softened, and she reached out to cover his hand with hers. "Oh, Clark, I don't mean that I wish we weren't married. I'd *never* wish that." Her hand tightened over his. "I just meant that if I were single, I'd know ahead of time that I had to take care of all the stuff for Laura and the house, and it'd be part of my schedule instead of trying to cram it in at the last minute." He took a deep breath, too depressed to defend himself. "What do you want me to do?" She swung the Jeep around a corner, barely missing a pedestrian who chose that minute to start across the street. "Nothing. I'm just venting. I mean, what are you going to do? Let three hundred people die in a plane crash because I don't want to cover for you and take Laura to the doctor's office?" "Lois! Look out!" Clark yelped. At his warning, she smashed on the brakes. The vehicle slued across the street, skidding until it came to a stop, just missing a car parked on the other side of the street. Shaken, Lois leaned her head against the steering wheel for an instant, then raised up to ask, "What was it?" He nodded toward the boy who had chased the football into the street, then regretted it when his wife yelled out the window, "Hey! What d'you think you're doing?" The teenager made a rude gesture and shouted even ruder comments, and she fumbled for her seatbelt, trying to yank it open. "Lois--" Clark cautioned her. She hesitated, then closed the door and restarted the Jeep, limiting her response to a glare as she drove past the boys. "Didn't their parents teach them not to play in the street? I nearly hit another car, trying to avoid them. And what are they doing out of school at this time of day anyway?" she muttered. Wisely, Clark didn't remind her that at most public schools, the school day was over long before five. Instead, he chewed over what Lois had said. Not her irritation over his absences. Irritation or exasperation was her normal reaction to being repeatedly interrupted; he expected that and dealt with it by being extra loving and helpful when he got back. What worried him was the implication of her complaint: that he might finally be gone so much that his return would be an intrusion instead of a welcome event. "So, what else did the detective have to say?" Lois asked. Clark looked around. The boys were out of sight, and Lois had calmed down, but she apparently didn't want to discuss his Superman disappearances any more. That was okay. Neither did he. He flipped open his notebook. ***** Owen Preece unlocked Chris Trifyllis's office for Mr. O'Reilly. He didn't bother to ask what the dark-haired man was looking for; he recognized him as one of Lex Luthor's top aides, and that was all he needed to know. All he *wanted* to know, actually, except maybe why Chris hadn't come back after lunch. But he wasn't going to ask O'Reilly that. This whole business was giving him a sick, sinking sensation in his stomach, and he wondered if this might be a good time to update his resume. ***** Nick stared at his computer screen. The big files had been nothing but garbage--encrypted, maybe--but the two smaller ones contained a list of passwords associated with LexCorp and, more importantly, a note to Alex stating what Chris wanted him to do. Nick pulled the disk out of the drive and stared at it. Was this why Chris had been shot? Had he gotten into something that someone in LexCorp was willing to kill for? Nick shoved the disk back into the mailer and addressed it to Alex, then stuck it back in his pants pocket. Briefly, he considered turning it over to the police, but they wouldn't be able to decode it anyway, so it made more sense to give it to Alex first. ***** "I think we should've called first," Clark said as they started down yet another hallway inside the Gendell Foundation lab complex. "The guy just discovered his brother's murdered body." "And that's why we didn't," Lois told him. "If we asked permission for an interview, he'd turn us down, and then we'd never find out who killed his brother." That they had managed to get so far was a testimony to Lois's confidence. She had whipped a generic photo-name badge identifying her as Lisa Lowell out of her purse and pinned it on before they entered the side door. That, teamed with her air of being where she belonged, seemed to keep anyone from questioning their presence. "And besides," she continued, following the hallway around a corner, "that's the point, isn't it? Catching the bad guys so they can't hurt people any more." Clark nodded. She was right, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something ghoulish--or at least, ill mannered--about stomping into other people's lives at the moment of their greatest pain or humiliation. A sacrilegious idea for an investigative reporter, but he thought it was part of what kept him mindful of people's feelings and helped him temper Lois's bulldog approach to getting information. ***** Nick pushed away from his desk, glancing out the window into the hallway as he did. A couple was walking up to the door of his lab: a dark-haired man with glasses and a petite, dark-haired woman next to him. Oh god. He dove behind his monitor, nearly knocking his chair over in his hurry to get out of sight of the window, flinching in expectation of a gunshot. Those were the people the police thought might be Chris's killers, and now, just a few hours after he saw them leaving Chris's house, they showed up at his lab. A sharp knock at the door startled him, and he quickly pressed himself back behind the monitor, biting his lip to hold back his gasping breath. Surely they would go away if he didn't answer the door. "Dr. Trifyllis?" Oh god, they knew his name and where he worked. He reached for his cordless phone to call security, but it wasn't beside his computer. Looking around, he saw the receiver lying on the table across the room--in full view of the hall window. And the lab door was unlocked. His heart thundered as if it were trying to gallop out of his chest. He had maybe five more seconds before they walked in. But what did he have that could hold off a pistol? A dagger-shaped letter opener? Nick would have laughed if he hadn't been afraid that it would turn into hysteria. ***** "Lo-is!" Clark hissed as she reached for the door knob. "He's not answering. He probably isn't here." "The lights are on," she pointed out. "Maybe the lights stay on--for security reasons." She paused in mid-turn. "All I'm going to do is poke my head in the door and call him. But if someone here was willing to use his vision thingy to see if the guy was here, maybe I wouldn't *have* to barge in." Clark shook his head in disapproval as she pushed the door open and stepped into the small, crowded lab, but he followed her in. "Dr. Trifyllis?" she called. "Your door was open. Are you still here?" He caught her hand. Something was wrong. He tipped his glasses down and began to scan the room. "Lois, wait," he said-- --when a white blaze of light seized them and held them rigidly in place. Then the light vanished, and they crumpled onto the floor. ***** For a moment, Nick stared at the couple lying in the door of his lab. A part of his mind was counting the seconds since he had fired the beam at them, wondering whether they would be unconscious as long or longer than Jolly and the cat had been. But he was wasting what might be his only chance to escape, and he tucked his cognitive facilitator under his arm and, stepping around the still bodies, darted out the door and down to his car. END ACT 3 ***** ACT 4 "Yes, sir. He called to tell me that he was able to adapt his device to use the stone." Asabi paused, his voice deepening through the phone receiver. "His initial attempts at soul transference were successful." Lex swiveled his chair around to face the penthouse window and puffed on his cigar. The undisturbed expanse of sky was a good place to let his dreams play out. If he could achieve this coup . . . "However," Asabi continued, "Gendell has renewed his funding for another three years. Nick may not find your offer so desirable now." Lex ignored that. If Asabi's little protege didn't want to bring his invention to LexCorp, there were other ways to acquire the device. "Has he tried it on humans yet?" "No, sir. Only animals. After my warning, I doubt he will risk it with humans. However, he has attempted at least one interspecies exchange." A Kryptonian was a different species. "Did he say how it went?" Lex asked casually. "Only that it was a . . . traumatic experience for both animals." Asabi continued, but Lex wasn't listening. It sounded as if the device might be too risky to use yet. Perhaps it *would* be better to entice this Nick-person to his employ. Coming to a swift conclusion, he broke across what his henchman was saying. "Has he returned the stone?" "Not yet. He often works until late. I expect him to visit during the next hour." "When he comes, get the stone. Do *not* let him leave with it. When I offer him a position at ArLex Laboratories, I want to be able to offer him access to the stone." "Ah, an inducement. You are wise, sir." Wise enough to recognize flattery when he heard it. "Don't fail me, Asabi," Lex warned. "It is a pleasure to serve," the mystic murmured. ***** Lois awakened to feel a hard floor under her. Why was she lying on the floor? She lay still, her gaze traveling around the doorway. It was different; it wasn't the house on Hyperion. Memory returned in a swift collage of images. Opening the door at Nick . . . Nick . . . Trifyllis's lab. Stepping inside. And then the light. Oh God, she was going to have such a headache when she moved, and she winced in anticipation of it as she awkwardly rolled over. But there was no pain--and a strange woman was lying on the floor next to her. Dark hair, slim, a light blue suit dress over a lacy, dark blue-- Wait. That's what *she* had put on this morning. Suddenly something shifted in her mind . . . and Lois sucked in a panicky breath. That was *her* lying on the floor so still and lifeless. And *she*--whatever she should call this self that was thinking--didn't hurt anywhere, even after collapsing onto the floor. Her eyes slammed shut. She sank her teeth into her lower lip to hold back a despairing wail-- --and nearly burst into tears when she realized that that didn't hurt either. But the part of her that had always refused to give up came to her rescue. she ordered desperately. There had to be another explanation. Maybe the body wasn't hers. Maybe it was a double or a clone . . . *any*thing except her own dead body. Lois opened her eyes. That was her jacket, her earrings, even her perfume. Someone had gone to a lot of trouble, she decided. But look at the way the hair was clumped up on the sides. It was probably a wig. She reached out to touch the shock of dark chestnut hair . . . and stopped, staring at her extended hand. It wasn't her hand. It wasn't even a female hand. She brought her hand up in front of her face and studied it. Large, strong, long-fingered . . . and undeniably masculine. Lois felt the strong steady hammering of her pulse in her ears. She knew this hand almost as well as she knew her own. Slowly, she touched her face--and felt glasses. It was impossible, yet it was the only thing that made any sense. Galvanized, she grabbed her purse, which lay a few feet away, and dug through it until she found a small round mirror. For an instant, she loosely curled her fingers around the mirror--smaller than she remembered in this large hand--hesitating, afraid of confirmation. But she couldn't hide from this, and she dealt with it the only way she knew how, the way she dealt with every challenge. She lifted the mirror-- --and stared into her husband's stunned brown eyes. ***** Lex took a long, slow drag on his cigar. If this worked, it would be the final defeat of that thorn-in-his-side, Superman. But he didn't plan to make such an exchange hastily or lightly. Before the switch, he would liquidate his assets and transfer them to a Swiss bank account. Then he would not only be the most physically powerful man in the world, but he would have the financial resources to match. His lips curled in a terrifying smile. Clark Kent had never known what to do with his power. At every turn, he shackled himself with his stupid morality. So, despite his incredible abilities, he had never managed to defeat a simple human--Lex Luthor. That wasn't a problem Lex would have to face. *He* knew how to use power and had always delighted in using it to get away with whatever he chose to do. But armed with super-powers, it wouldn't be a question of getting away with anything. The world--and every pleasure in it--would be his for the taking. Nothing would be beyond his reach. That thought put him in such a good mood that, when Beth hesitantly entered his office, he waved her in and got up to greet her. He clasped her shoulders and dipped his head to brush a kiss against her cheek. "What did you want, my dear?" She seemed a little surprised, but she replied, "The chef wants to know whether you'd rather have swordfish or squab for dinner." Lex smiled to himself. Killing pigeons seemed appropriate. "Squab," he said and slipped his arms around her. "Put on something pretty tonight. I thought we might go dancing after dinner." Beth tipped her head back to look at him. "You're in a good mood. Business doing better?" "Better than I'd expected, but tonight I just want to celebrate--" he changed his 'being me' in mid-thought to include her-- "us." She might not be the woman he would have freely chosen, but she had made his return to power and the appearance of respectability possible and he was feeling generous. He pressed a kiss on her parted lips. "So, go make yourself beautiful." ***** The first thing Clark noticed was the headache. He didn't remember a run-in with kryptonite, but he couldn't mistake the pain thundering in the back of his head. Except . . . he didn't feel nauseated . . . nor that an inferno was searing his nerve-endings. It was just . . . a headache . . . and a twinge of pain in his wrist where it was bent under him. He shifted, trying to get his weight off his arm. "Clark, are you okay? Oh, please wake up! Can you hear me, Clark?" That almost sounded like . . . Nah. It was crazy to think that his double >from the alternate universe was here. "Can you open your eyes? Are you hurt?" All he wanted to do was slip back into the comfortable darkness where unnatural headaches and impossibly sore wrists couldn't trouble him, but the voice wouldn't let him alone. Frowning, he shook his head and began, "Leave me alo--" His eyes flew open; he stared in shock at the other Clark looking worriedly at him. His voice! "Wha-what happened?" he asked-- --and recoiled again at the sound. High-pitched, unmistakably feminine . . . what had happened to him? Ignoring the pain in his head, he raised up on one elbow and looked down at himself. A suit dress? Nylons? He ran a disbelieving hand down his chest, over an all too familiar shape. Horrified, he lifted his gaze to his double's. "Lois?" The image of himself nodded, and he groaned, "Oh God, not again," and let himself drop back onto the floor. But his head bumped against the hard surface. "Ow." ***** Owen Preece eased open the door to Chris's office as if he expected to find a pistol pointing at him. "Did you need something, Mr. O'Reilly?" Luthor's aide, who reminded Owen of the Mafia hitmen in the movies, pushed away from the computer. "How do you check for hidden or deleted files on this thing?" Owen edged around the desk, muttering, "Excuse me, please," then hunched over the keyboard. The recycle bin was empty, as he'd expected, but it never hurt to look for the easy way first. He logged off and logged back on under his own code, which gave him access to programs and functions that even Chris didn't know about. When the computer was logged onto the network, a copy of everything done on it was sent to the director's computer, but Owen was certain that Chris knew that. He might not, however, have known about the sentinel program that ran whether he was on the network or not and made copies of all created files, even emails that were closed without being saved and other files that were saved to disks rather than the hard drive. Owen entered the three-part code that gave him access to the copied files and opened the hidden directory. "Are you looking for anything in particular?" he asked politely. O'Reilly leaned forward, reaching across him and scrolling through the list. "Check the stuff he did last night and this morning." It could have been a long, tedious task, but O'Reilly took only a few seconds to decide whether he wanted to see more of a file after Owen opened it. In the end, they kept a short word-processing file and a scrap of an email letter. "Hi, Alexios," the first file began. "I have a puzzle you might enjoy--an encrypted file that I can't break. I'm supposed to be protecting it, but I'd like to know what it is--a map to where the bodies are buried or what. Anyway, give it a shot if you have time and let me know what you find. I bow to your superior skill :-) Christoph" The email letter was even shorter. "Hi, Nico. Thanks for sending the package to Alex. I'll tell you about it at practice tonight if you don't get caught up in that brain drain project of yours and forget :-P C" At O'Reilly's direction, Owen printed out copies of the two letters and deleted the files from the sentinel program. Luthor's aide took the print-outs in silence, then asked, "Do you know who Nico is?" Owen hesitated, but the information was in Chris's personnel file, so his silence wouldn't help anyone. "I don't know about Nico, but he has a brother named Nick." "Here in Metropolis?" "In one of the boroughs, I think. Maybe Bakerline." Owen locked the door of Chris's office when the other man left. But instead of leaving, too, the IT director went to his office, where he sat down at his desk and covered his eyes, shivering and wondering what Chris had gotten into. After a moment, he opened his address book and reached for the phone. ***** CONCLUDED IN PART 6 sharper@cncc.cc.co.us ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 20:51:02 -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: S6, Ep 8, "Turn Around" 4/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" TITLE: Turn Around PART: 4/6 AUTHOR: Sheila Harper RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Please review this episode at the S6 website, as well as provide feedback to the author, either publically or privately. SUMMARY: Episode 8 of Season 6. "Dr. Trifyllis, I'm a busy man. I assume there is a point to these animal tricks?" Grant Gendell said, shifting restlessly in the folding chair and looking around the lab. Nick bit back a caustic, 'No, I'm rehearsing for a new career as an animal trainer,' and instead responded, "I wanted to show you that one dog knows a trick that the other doesn't." The billionaire harumphed briefly and settled back in his chair. Surprisingly, when Gendell had arrived at one-thirty, Nick had forgotten about the appointment that had been the center of his thoughts a day earlier. In the thirty seconds before Gendell and one of his assistants entered the lab, Nick came up with a plan for a demonstration, but the initial responses hadn't been promising so far. He picked up the cognitive facilitator and placed it on his shoulder like a video camera, focusing it until only the two dogs filled the viewpiece. The man with Gendell was talking in an undertone, but Nick ignored it. The transference didn't require silence or concentration, so he didn't need to worry about distractions. Once again the white light flashed, capturing the dogs and freezing them in position, and startling his audience, who reflexively covered their eyes. Once again, the dogs stood dazed after the light released them, then began to whine in distress. Nick set his device down and went to the dogs, petting them and reassuring them. He turned back and looked at Gendell and the "suit" with him. "Before, this dog--" he indicated Lucky-- "didn't know how to roll over on command. But now . . ." Petting "Lucky's" head, Nick was reassured when the dog thrust his nose against his palm, and he ordered, "Roll over, boy." It was a good thing, Nick reflected, that Jolly was obedient enough to carry out the order even when he had just been unceremoniously thrust into another body. With the quick response of a circus animal, he dropped to the ground and rolled over, then staggered to his feet and shook himself vigorously. Gendell was on his feet. "But that's--" He shook his head, looking from one animal to the other. "He didn't know that command a few minutes ago." "That's right," Nick said. The billionaire studied the animals for a moment. "When can you start tests with humans?" "I can't," Nick blurted out. "Why not?" "Because . . ." Whether it cost him Gendell's support or not, Nick couldn't let this process be used on people. "Because it doesn't *copy* information >from one mind to another. It *transfers* it." Gendell frowned. "Transfers? What are you saying?" "It--it removes the information from the source mind when it transfers it to the target." "So this dog--" Gendell pointed to "Jolly." "Doesn't know how to roll over any more. That's right," Nick said. "I can't risk using it on people until I can get past that. Until I can actually make a copy of the information . . ." Or the personality, Nick suddenly realized. This Zelig stone might actually be the means of achieving his dream. Gendell left with a promise to renew his funding for another three years, and Nick immediately dialed a familiar number. "Hello, Asabi?" he began. "About that Zelig stone . . ." ***** Lois hurried across the grassy park to the bench where Clark sat in the sunshine, a couple of brown paper bags beside him. He had removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, and he was soaking up the sunlight with an almost greedy pleasure, his face upturned, his eyes closed. "Hi, honey," he said when she got within a few feet of the bench. "Was Laura glad to see you?" She shook her head with some amusement. Long ago, she had gotten used to not being able to sneak up on her husband. Even without his x-ray vision, he was able to identify her by sound and probably smell, which was still a disconcerting thought. "Yeah, but guess what? She started to cry when I left, but by the time I reached the door, she'd already stopped." He took a deep breath and, letting it out in a sigh, opened his eyes and smiled. "Good. Maybe we're getting past that separation anxiety stage." Lois sat beside him and automatically looked into the nearest lunch sack. "I hope so. Which one is mine?" Clark indicated the sack she had been rooting through. "Chicken salad sandwich with dill on sourdough, split-pea soup with ginger, apple slices, and a cream soda." "Ooh, sounds good. What've you got? No, let me guess. A cheeseburger deluxe with bacon and mushrooms, large fries, and a chocolate shake." He grinned. "And you say I'm the one with a super nose." She elbowed him in the ribs. "*That* was just knowing my husband." He raised his eyebrows, and she laughed and added, "Well, I caught a whiff of fries, and I know what you order when you go to a burger joint." "So that's how your leaps of logic work." He gave her a lingering kiss, then dug into his sack for his burger while she pulled out her still-warm soup and a spoon. "So what are we going to do about Laura?" He took a healthy bite of the grilled sandwich. "What about her?" "Clark." Even a husband like hers could be obtuse at times, so she patiently explained, "You saw what happened today. She recognizes you no matter what you look like, and I'm afraid that's going to be a real problem before long." "Then I'll make sure she doesn't see Superman up close any more." He was missing the point, she realized. "I'm not sure that'll be enough." Clark started to take another bite of his burger, then stopped and lowered the sandwich to his lap. "Honey," he said, "could we not discuss this now?" "But I thought you said you wanted to talk about it." "I did. I do. But not now. I love Laura heart and soul, but I don't wanna be a parent right now. Or a reporter. Or a superhero." He cupped his hand over her cheek, his fingers sliding into her dark hair. "Right now, I just wanna sit in the sun with my wife and enjoy being with her." Even if he didn't want to talk about something that she was concerned about, Lois couldn't feel irritated when he just wanted to be with her, and she planted a dill-and-ginger flavored kiss on his mouth. "It's kinda nice not to wonder if we'll have anything to talk about when the kids are gone." "Kids?" His eyebrows soared. "Is there something you haven't told me?" Her laughter trilled out. "Metaphorically speaking, of course." He relaxed and grinned. "Of course." He offered her a piece of bacon, and they spent a relaxing half-hour sampling each other's lunch as they ate their own. ***** When Nick called Chris at work, a secretary answered and said he had gone home for lunch, so he drove to Chris's little ranch-style house a couple of miles from the LexCorp computer headquarters. As he turned onto the quiet, tree-lined street, Nick noticed a car parked along the empty street a block ahead of him--near Chris's house, in fact. As he got closer, he saw a couple--a dark-haired man with glasses and a petite, dark-haired woman--turn >from Chris's front walk onto the sidewalk in front of his house. They got into the car and drove off just before he pulled up in front of his brother's home. For a moment, he thought they were watching him in the rear-view mirrors, but their car sedately rounded the corner, and he dismissed them as religious freaks beating the bushes for converts. Nick hurried up the walk to the roofed-over porch across the front of the house and poked at the doorbell, again feeling the excitement building within him as he imagined telling Chris about his discovery. He waited for a moment, distracted by the neighbor's yard where beds of miniature iris blazed with jewel-like colors. He was mentally tracing the patterns in the plantings when it occurred to him that Chris should have answered the door by now, and he turned back and gave the doorbell two quick jabs. Where was Chris? Nick tried the doorknob, which turned easily under his hand, and he poked his head inside to yell, "Hey, Christobel! Get outta the john and answer your door!" Somewhere, a faucet was dripping. Nick stepped inside and shut the door. If Chris were home, that old, insulting nickname should have provoked *some* response. Maybe he'd gone back to work already, but leaving his front door unlocked was asking for trouble. Nick headed for the kitchen with the vague idea of leaving a note by the phone for his absent-minded brother, when he saw Chris sitting at the kitchen table. "Hey, y--" he began in the instant before he took in the blood spattered across the table, his brother's head bowed against the wooden surface. "God, Chris!" he choked and lurched forward. END ACT 2 ***** ACT 3 Lois fought back a yawn and made a tenth tick in the corner of her notepad as the Metropolis Public Schools superintendent began to read from yet another page of notes on the proposed school improvement project. She should have demanded that Perry assign this press conference to someone else--like Ralph, maybe--so she could work with Clark on the question of sabotage in the plane crash that he had averted earlier. But Perry had made some general remarks about prima donnas last week, and she had wanted to show him that she could be a team player, too. She sighed and scribbled a brief note, extracting another point from the mountain of banality it was buried under. Too bad being a team player meant getting stuck with the boring, routine assignments instead of the exciting front-page stuff. She almost wished the building would catch on fire or something, just to jazz things up a bit. She suddenly heard that thought in isolation: What was she thinking? Oh God, maybe she really was an adrenaline junkie. She hated to think that anything that that Bailey woman from Social Services had said might contain even a grain of truth, but . . . Was that the real reason she felt disgruntled when Clark took off on a rescue and left her to handle the childcare and housework? Because he was doing "exciting stuff" and she was stuck in a boring routine of changing diapers and washing laundry and cooking meals? Of course not, Lois told herself. She wasn't that immature. It was normal to feel unhappy that she was having to shoulder most--too much?--of the domestic responsibilities, and she just needed to let Clark know how she felt instead of keeping her feelings inside and blowing up at him. That was all. But as she jotted down a final note before the question-and-answer part of the press conference began, she wondered. ***** Nick sat in the living room, face buried in his hands. His eyes burned from the tears that flooded his eyes, and the lump in his throat was so big that it hurt when he tried to swallow. The detective, a short black man, came back into the living room. "Mr. Trifyllis?" He scrubbed the tears away with the heels of his hands, put his glasses on, and looked up. "Yes?" "Now that I have your statement, you can go, but I want you to stop by the station to meet with a police artist." It was hard to focus on anything except his little brother. "Artist? Why?" "So we can get some kind of picture of the couple you saw," the investigator said patiently. "You might have seen the killers. Do you want a ride?" "What? No, that's okay. I'll stop by." Nick stood up. He started toward the door, then stopped. "What about . . . ?" His voice trailed off and his head gestured toward the kitchen. His voice unexpectedly gentle, the detective said, "We'll take care of him." ***** "Where's Lois?" Perry asked Clark, pausing by the younger man's desk. Clark looked up from the piece he was writing. He had LAN'd the jet rescue story to Perry and was working on a sidebar on the school improvement initiative to accompany the interview with a school board member that Lois had already written. "At the superintendent's press conference. Why?" "There's been another shooting." The graying editor handed him a folder. Clark flipped it open, scanning the address details, then grabbed the phone. "Thanks, Perry," he said, punching in her cell-phone number. "I'll have her meet me there when the press conference is over." ***** "One curious computer geek out of the way," Enrico O'Reilly announced as he shut the door of Lex Luthor's office. Lex looked at the end of his cigar and frowned. The days when he considered murder an admission of failure were long behind him, but that didn't mean he appreciated his subordinate's flippancy. "You got away unseen?" That tiny hesitation before Enrico replied spoke volumes to a man who prided himself on character assessment. "Lindy and I were both disguised." "Which means you *were* seen. By whom?" Lex asked flatly. "I dunno," Enrico said, shrugging. "A guy drove up just before we got back to our car, and he parked behind where we'd been." "Did he get a good look at you?" "Nah. Not unless he could see like Superman." Lex froze for an instant. Could it have been Kent? "What did he look like?" "Glasses, light brown hair, kinda scrawny, maybe late thirties or so." Enrico dismissed the witness. That certainly wasn't Kent . . . but something in his memory stirred at that description. "About Trifyllis--" "One bullet in the back of the head, Boss, no fight, no theft or signs of forced entry. And I stripped the car we used and ditched it in Suicide Slum." "Not that." Lex gestured impatiently. "Did you find the files he stole?" "The . . . files?" Enrico swallowed, then burst out, "He was a computer geek! He had disks scattered all over the house. How much time do you think we had to get in and out without being found out?" Lex drew furiously on his cigar. "I sent you to do a job, and I expected it to be done right. Find the disk." His lieutenant seemed to be counting to ten, a muscle flexing in his jaw as he clenched his teeth. "There are thousands of disks in that house, and the police are probably there. How do you expect us to look for a particular file without alerting everyone to the fact that someone's interested in his files? You might as well leave a business card." Lex took a deep breath and held it. He hated the uncertainty of wondering which of his trusted subordinates was betraying him. It reminded him that things were slipping out of his grasp, and the loss of control made it difficult for him to accept anything except unquestioning obedience. "Look for a zip file disk," he said in a tightly controlled voice. "If you don't know what one looks like, have one of the secretaries show you. Trifyllis won't have as many of them, and you can probably find them fairly quickly." When Enrico opened his mouth to make another protest or ask another question, Lex cut him off with a furious hand. "Do it!" the millionaire shrieked. His aide took one look at his expression and fled the room. ***** In the exercise room in their private apartment, Beth Luthor stepped off the treadmill and switched off the listening device that looked like a set of headphones and a small tape player clipped to her waistband. Another execution, she thought, wearily punching the off button on the treadmill and leaning her forehead against the nearest handrail. When Lex tried to take the Kents' daughter from them, she had taken the first step to thwart his plans, but the results of her efforts had been uneven at best. All too often, she only discovered something when it was too late--like this latest murder. Yet, if she openly moved against him--say, with the tapes she had of his conversations with Enrico--she wouldn't survive until he came to trial. Whether or not she were also jailed for turning a blind eye to his criminal activities, Lex would make sure that she died for betraying him, and she wasn't brave enough or desperate enough to face his retribution. There had to be some way to stop him without being openly involved or bringing in the police. If only *she* had some helpers who could do the dirty work for her, some people who had a reason of their own to hate Lex. . . . ***** "Another shooting?" Lois asked as she pushed through the front door of Chris Trifyllis's small ranch house to join Clark. She glanced at his notes. "What's this? No struggle, nothing stolen, no sign of a break-in, just a single bullet in the back of the head?" "Like an execution. But we don't have to look for a connection to Luthor this time. Chris Trifyllis worked at LexCorp's main computer lab," her husband said. Her head snapped up. "Lex cleaning up after himself?" "Maybe." Clark looked both fierce and sad, reminding her of how he had looked so long ago when they were working on their first story together and had found Dr. Platt's body. He cared so much. She touched his shoulder, and he took a deep breath and continued briefing her, "Trifyllis's brother found him." "Where is he?" "Detective Barton said he went down to the Vernon P.D. to talk to a police artist, but I checked and he's already left." He glanced at his notes. "He works in a lab in Bakerline--Lafayette, actually, and lives in Oaktown." "I don't suppose Barton said whether he had any suspects in mind yet." "Not the brother, if that's what you're wondering, but I suppose it's possible." "Hmmm." Lois wandered across the living room and winced as she glanced into the kitchen where the people from the crime lab were still at work. "Clark, why do you think he was at home during the middle of the afternoon?" He shrugged. "Sick? Worked late last night? Came home for lunch? Maybe his brother would know." She took one more look around the living room, then started for the door. "I think that should be our next stop. Call the lab and see if he's there." ***** Nick didn't have the heart to work on his experiment any more, not today. He wandered through his lab, touching the equipment as if it belonged to someone else, as if he couldn't imagine what it was for. He ended up at his desk, staring blankly at the pile of papers and disks and-- Disks. He dug through the mess, looking for the package Chris had given him the previous evening. A stiff, white cardboard disk mailer . . . there it was. It was still blank. He'd forgotten to address it to Alex and drop it in the mail--and that was almost the last thing Chris had said to him last night. Nick had been too busy with his project to notice when his brother left the lab . . . but now he would give anything to have Chris walk in the door again. He turned on his computer and shoved the disk into the zip drive. ***** Two squad cars blocked the drive at the computer geek's house when Enrico slowly cruised by. He frowned. Such a quick response might mean that the guy who had pulled up when he and Lindy left the house had discovered the murder--which might mean the cops already had their descriptions. Yanking off the glasses he was wearing, he gradually sped up to the speed limit, then turned at the next corner. He was in a different car, but he'd better dump the GQ clothes and glasses before he returned to this area. But he had another stop to make before he changed, and he headed for the freeway and the LexCorp information technologies center. ***** CONTINUED IN PART 5 ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 20:50:47 -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: S6, Ep 8, "Turn Around" 3/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" TITLE: Turn Around PART: 3/6 AUTHOR: Sheila Harper RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Please review this episode at the S6 website, as well as provide feedback to the author, either publically or privately. SUMMARY: Episode 8 of Season 6. ACT 2 The morning light coming through the lab window made Nick's eyes sting and he rubbed them wearily. The Zelig stone wasn't the same size as the ruby he had been using, and fitting it into the small space and recalibrating his equipment had taken most of the night. But he was too keyed up and worried to sleep until he knew whether it worked or not. But what if it worked? How could he use something that transferred a personality from one body to another to convince Grant Gendell that his information transfer process was possible? He was still puzzling over that as he shut the case on the betacam-sized machine and tightened the screws that held it closed, then went to get his test subjects. The two dogs he'd rescued from the pound started barking when he opened their cages, and Jolly shoved his muzzle into Nick's hand while Lucky strained against his lead, head down, sniffing the lab floor. He tethered them side by side along one wall and gave each of them a doggie treat. After gulping down the treat, the dogs sat down, wagging their tails, watching hopefully for another. Nick squatted beside Jolly, placed his hand on the dog's head, and said, "Roll over, boy." Jolly promptly lay down and rolled over, then looked up, a panting, doggie-smile on his face as he waited for his treat. "Good boy," Nick told him, stroking his head and feeding him another dog biscuit. But when he put his hand on Lucky's head and told him to roll over, the dog sat still, looking up at him with an uncomprehending, if adoring, expression. Nick tried again, and Lucky barked and jumped up on him. He gave the dog's head an absent caress and walked over to the table where he entered the results as he had every day for a year. Hesitantly, Nick picked up the machine he called his 'cognitive facilitator' and switched on the power. Aiming through a camcorder-like eyepiece, he centered the dogs in the frame and focused the lens, then pressed the trigger. A white light, like an intense camera flash, blazed from the opening at one end of the machine, capturing both dogs in one frozen, startled moment. When the light shut off, the dogs were still for a moment. Nick put down the cognitive facilitator and went over to the dogs, who had begun to whine and sniff each other. He squatted beside Jolly and petted him, then told him to roll over. The dog just stared at him, then turned away to sniff Lucky. Nick tried again, but this time with Lucky, who had shoved a wet nose into his hand. After a moment of hesitation, the dog lay down and rolled over. For an instant, Nick stared in disbelief. "Ohmigod," he whispered, then flung his arms around Lucky and hugged him, burying his face in the dog's thick coat. ***** In the mirror, Clark watched approvingly as Lois extended one long, slim leg while she drew up her off-black hose. She was wearing a lacy bra and panties that tempted him to forget they were getting ready for work. "You know," he said, "it's a good thing I have super willpower, or we might be *really* late this morning." Lois laughed and gave a little shimmy as she pulled the panty hose over her hips. "Yes, but if you were shaving like you're supposed to be doing instead of watching me get dressed--" she sashayed into the bathroom and peeked over Clark's bare shoulder at his reflection-- "you wouldn't have to exercise any of that willpower." He grinned. "Spoilsport." Then he covered her hand with his and, with a murmured, "Watch out," concentrated on his reflection. His gaze followed an invisible path over his jaw and chin, and everywhere he looked, his dark stubble vanished. For a second, a faint glimmer of red was visible in his clear brown eyes, but that was the only sign that he was using his heat vision. "Done?" she asked. "Yep. Smooth as Laura's bottom," he boasted, stroking his jaw. "Wanna feel?" "I better not. I don't want to put too much of a strain on your willpower." She grinned saucily and patted his towel-covered rear. "Now, scoot. I need the mirror." Clark obligingly exchanged places with his wife, who opened her makeup case and began to 'put her face on.' "Now *that*," he said, his willpower slipping a little as he bent down and pressed a kiss on the curve between her shoulder and neck, "is a complete waste of time." "What is?" she asked, a tiny frown creasing between her brows. "You trying to make yourself more beautiful." His lips brushed up the side of her neck. "You can't get better than perfect." Lois reached back, her hand curving behind his neck. "I thought guys used their best lines *before* they were married." Her voice was soft and loving. His arms slid around her slender waist, and he pulled her back against his body. "We spacemen have a romantic reputation to maintain." Her smile was impish. "I like your maintenance program. *But* . . ." He sighed and let go of her. "We have to go to work. I know." Clark started to leave the bathroom, then hesitated and turned back. "I don't suppose you feel like playing hooky today." She sighed, too, the rise and fall of her breasts under the dark lace of her bra distracting him. "I can't, honey. I have an eight-thirty interview with one of the school board members, and it's taken me two weeks to set it up, so I don't dare miss it." She glanced at her watch. "Speaking of which . . . !" "Okay, okay. I'll start breakfast," he promised, then cocked his head, listening for a moment. "Laura's bored with being in her crib, too. Sounds like a job for . . ." He spun in a whirlwind blur, and when he came to a stop, he was wearing dress slacks and a shirt and tie. With a flourish he put on his glasses and added, "Super-Dad." Lois threw a towel at him, and he laughed and jogged down the hallway. ***** "He said he was going to check the security on those files," Owen Preece said, standing stiffly in front of Lex Luthor's desk. Luthor flipped through a couple of papers on his desktop while the Information Technology director shifted from one foot to another. At length, the millionaire looked up. "If you check his computer, can you tell whether he's gotten into those files?" "Yeah, probably, but . . ." "But?" "Why don't you just ask him?" Luthor settled back in his chair, a faint, condescending smile on his face. "I was orphaned at fourteen and began with nothing, yet I became the third richest man in the world, and even now I employ thousands of workers in this city alone. That I've managed to accomplish so much is due in large part to my skill at character assessment. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Owen felt a flush burning the tips of his ears, and he muttered, "I'll check his workstation." "Good. Is he at work now?" "No. He doesn't come in till eleven." Luthor glanced at his watch. "Then you have several hours. I trust that will be sufficient time." It didn't take the IT director long to figure out what the correct response was. "I'll make sure it is." ***** The blinding white light flashed, and once more the dogs sat as if they had fallen asleep in place. But this time, instead of whining, they stood up after a moment and shook themselves vigorously. When Nick reached them, they had sat down again, panting, tongues lolling from the sides of their mouths. He hesitated, then held out his hand to both animals. Jolly shoved his muzzle against the palm of Nick's hand, while Lucky sniffed it briefly, then dropped his head to sniff Nick's shoes. His heart beating uncomfortably fast, Nick began, "Roll--" but his voice broke and he started again, "Roll over, boy." As before, Lucky ignored him, but Jolly immediately lay down and rolled onto his back and over to the other side. On his knees, his arms around Lucky's and Jolly's furry bodies, Nick grappled with the implications of what had just happened. He had forgotten about Gendell's visit at one-thirty. He had forgotten that he had had no sleep. That no longer mattered. He was already formulating a series of experiments to test the parameters of this unbelievable process. ***** Lois nearly ran down the ramp into the Daily Planet bullpen, racing back to her computer to start writing up the interview she'd just had with one of the more outspoken school board members. "Hi, Clark!" she called as she slid into her chair, tossing her purse into an empty drawer and accessing the word processing program from the network. He stopped behind her and reached around with a fresh cup of coffee. "Hi, honey. Good interview?" "Absolutely," she told him, flipping through her notebook to find the right page. "It'll be perfect with the superintendent's press conference this afternoon on the new school improvement initiative." She finally noticed the coffee next to her keyboard, and she smiled and tipped her head back to look at her husband. "Thanks." Clark brushed a kiss across her nose. "You're welcome," he said and started back to his desk. He was halfway there when her voice stopped him. "Honey?" "Yes?" He turned back to face her. Lois pointed to the appointment reminder that had popped up on her screen. "You're still going to take Laura to her well-child check this morning, aren't you?" He smiled. "Ten o'clock. I haven't forgotten." "Good. That'll give me a chance to finish this story before the press conference." "Or before Perry finds something new to send us out on," Clark added, gesturing toward the editor's office with his head as he sat down in front of his computer. ***** Doctors' offices run on schedules, but a superhero's life doesn't. Clark was clearing away his work before he went to the childcare center to get Laura when a commotion around the TV sets drew his attention. Frowning, he shoved his chair back and started around his desk. Lois looked up. "What's--?" she began, but the expression on his face told her that it was a Superman thing, and she immediately got up and followed him. "--don't know what's happening. The jet took off normally, but now it appears to have turned around and be headed back in," the LNN field reporter said. The anchor cut in, his normally calm, deep voice hurried and tight with stress. "We've just received word from the control tower. The pilot has reported that the jet has lost both engines, and he is attempting to return to the landing field. Flight 1124 to London is carrying 346 passengers, among them the newest singing sensation from England . . ." Lois looked away to see what Clark was doing, but all she saw was the door to the stairs swinging shut. She smiled. Once again, he was stepping in to wrest life from tragedy. Daydreaming about the extraordinary man she had married, she startled when someone touched her arm. "Lois?" Jimmy Olsen asked. "There's an alert on your computer." "Thanks, Jimmy." She glanced at her watch automatically--and suddenly realized what the alert was. Damn! She hurried back to her desk and, grabbing her purse, started up the ramp to the elevator. "Lois!" Perry White called. "Where're you goin'? There's an airliner crash to cover." "Clark's already on it, Perry," she said, jabbing the elevator button. "I have to take Laura to a doctor's appointment." She still hadn't finished that school board article, either. She punched the down button impatiently, muttering, "So he didn't forget. A lotta good that did." ***** After the blaze of white light, the animals were still again--but for longer this time. Nick watched them worriedly; when they hadn't moved for over five minutes, he knelt beside them, feeling for their heartbeat and breathing. They might have been test animals, but he couldn't help regarding them like pets. At his touch, Jolly opened his eyes and staggered to his feet. He swayed, and the hair raised on his back. His lips drew back, and an unearthly yowl tore from his throat. Nick sank back on his heels. The sound was not a howl, more akin to the sound of fighting tomcats, but with a note of terror that lifted the hair on the back of the man's neck. He turned to the cat lying at Jolly's side. The feline's eyes opened and focused beseechingly on Nick's face as the cat shoved her muzzle into his hand. "Good boy, Jolly," he whispered, stroking the cat's soft coat. ***** If it weren't for the hassle of rearranging her work schedule in order to do something that Clark was supposed to take care of, Lois would have enjoyed taking Laura to her nine-month well-baby check. There was a certain satisfaction in being able to show off her bright, beautiful, healthy child, particularly when Laura was behaving like an angel while the other children in the waiting room were fussing, crying, or throwing tantrums. Despite her irritation with Clark's inconvenient disappearance, Lois found herself smiling as she bundled her daughter into the car seat in the back seat of the Jeep. Nearby, she heard the swooshing sound of her husband's approach, and she deliberately finished buckling Laura in place before she turned to face him. "How'd it go?" he asked, standing in his usual Superman pose, arms crossed, legs planted apart like young oaks, his cape lifting gently in the breeze. At the familiar voice, Laura began to kick and squirm, squealing and holding out her arms for her daddy. "Oops," he added, glancing around to see if anyone had noticed her reaction. Lois raised her eyebrows. After a week of caring for Laura by herself and repeatedly making excuses to explain Clark's absence to an irritated, skeptical editor, she felt an unworthy sense of glee at her husband's discomfiture. "You'd better hope you're not in the Suit when she pops out with 'da-da' the first time." His thunderstruck expression told her he had never considered the possibility. She turned away and tossed the diaper bag into the back seat of the Jeep. "Did you need something?" she asked, backing out of the vehicle and closing the door. He looked like a puppy that had been spanked and didn't know why. "I just . . . wondered how her checkup went." "Fine." He flinched from her abruptness, and she softened a little and added, "She's perfectly healthy, perfectly beautiful, perfectly behaved, and developing perfectly." Clark nodded, a tentative smile touching his mouth. "Good. I'll see you at work, then." Laura was still trying to reach for him, babbling with delight, but now Lois heard frustration rising in her voice, too. "Umm, maybe we should talk about this." He tipped his head toward the baby. Opening the driver's door, Lois nodded. "I think you're right. See you at work." ***** "He had a copy of the secured files in a hidden directory on his computer, but he deleted it last night." Preece's voice on the phone sounded both relieved and anxious. "I don't know if he took it with him, but if he did, it was probably on a zip drive disk because of the size." Lex paused, his black eyes hooded. Trifyllis was a gifted systems manager, the best he'd ever employed. Why couldn't the young man have kept his nose out of those files? Waste annoyed Lex Luthor, and having anticipated this possibility didn't make the necessary decision any more palatable. "Thank you, Owen." He cut the connection and dialed another number. "Enrico, I need to see you at once. I have a job for you." ***** Lois had barely turned off the ignition before Clark was opening the back door and taking Laura out of her car seat. At least he was in street clothes this time. Not that that made any difference to Laura, who was again laughing and squirming to get to her father. Glasses, no glasses, hair slicked back, hair tumbled over his forehead, jeans, dress suit, blue spandex--Laura recognized Clark no matter what he looked like. Lois sighed. Of course, he had never *tried* to make his daughter believe he was two different people. He effortlessly carried the baby and diaper bag in one arm and started to put his other arm around Lois's waist, but her stiff posture kept him at a distance. He focused on Laura as they walked across the parking garage, talking to her and listening to her babbling sounds as if he understood them perfectly. But once the doors of the elevator slid shut, he reached over to pull out the 'stop' button on the control panel and said, "Lois, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to dump that in your lap, especially when you were working on a story." If he had said one word to excuse himself, to remind her that over three hundred lives had depended on his 'running off,' Lois would have been forced to excuse him, but the anger would have quietly hardened in her heart. But he didn't make that mistake, and she felt her throat tighten when she looked into his unhappy brown eyes. "Oh, Clark," she sighed, placing her hand on the side of his arm. "It's been a long week, and I'm tired." "I know, honey." He bent down and brushed a kiss across her mouth. "I'm sorry." Lois carefully untangled Laura's clutching fingers from her hair. She really couldn't stay angry with him for long, and the resentment settled down, as it had done last night when he took over dinner and took care of Laura. "How'd it go at the airport?" "I brought the jet in okay, but I think there was some sabotage involved in the engine failure. I'll write it up as soon as I drop off Laura." He released the 'stop' button, and the elevator jerked upward and stopped on the first floor. "Something Lane and Kent should look into?" she asked as he stepped off the elevator. He nodded. "I think so. After we finish that school improvement story." ***** CONTINUED IN PART 4 ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 20:50:12 -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: S6, Ep 8, "Turn Around" 2/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" TITLE: Turn Around PART: 2/6 AUTHOR: Sheila Harper RATING: PG FEEDBACK: Please review this episode at the S6 website, as well as provide feedback to the author, either publically or privately. SUMMARY: Episode 8 of Season 6. Clark zoomed back into the living room and spun into his jeans and flannel shirt. When he entered the kitchen, the sweet-and-sour chicken was burning onto the bottom of the pan, and the rice was boiling over while Lois bounced and talked to their smiling daughter, whose face, however, still showed traces of tearstains. Laura must not have liked being put down while Lois worked on the meal he'd started. He rescued dinner and set the table at super speed, then took Laura and handed Lois a glass of wine. "Sit," he ordered, placing the baby in her high chair and turning to serve his wife as if he were a waiter at an expensive restaurant. Lois gradually lost that frazzled feeling as she leaned back in her chair and sipped her wine. Clark sat down next to her, then put a bib on Laura, handed her a baby spoon and locked the bowl of warm rice cereal and applesauce onto her tray. She scooped up some cereal, but her overhand grip dumped most of the food down her chin when she lifted it to her mouth. However, she was delighted by the attempt, and she laughed and slapped her hands on the tray, spattering fruit and cereal everywhere. Squinting against flying food, Clark used an extra spoon to slip in a small bite of rice and applesauce into his daughter's mouth, then turned and looked at his wife. "Better?" he asked. "Yeah," she agreed, leaning her head on his shoulder. "How did it go?" she continued, giving their little flying signal. "Okay. A couple of people were trapped in an apartment building that was on fire, but I got them out." "Good." It was nice to know that he wasn't disrupting their evenings for every bank alarm or--or *buffalo stampede* that he heard, she thought, remembering the nightmare she'd had when they first discussed having children. Superman had scaled back a lot, but she was still responsible for most of the childcare, just as she had feared. Only . . . once Laura was born, the responsibility didn't seem burdensome or frightening. Most of the time, Lois enjoyed it. Except when Clark's Superman duties overwhelmed his responsibilities as husband and father and journalist--as they had done this past week. After a few days of what felt like single parenthood, Lois started to get tired and cranky, and she yearned to be the one who flew away at a moment's notice to do something brave or heroic. Sort of like tonight, she admitted. But Clark was obviously trying to make up for his absences this week by taking care of Laura and having an adult conversation with his wife. He didn't realize that that only made her feel guilty for resenting his superhero activities when he was trying so hard to be here for her and Laura without neglecting his responsibilities as Superman. She sighed as Clark's hand slid up her denim-clad thigh. Of course, if *that* was his idea of making up for his absences, she could live with guilt . . . and she still had those plans for dessert tonight. . . . By the time dinner was over, Laura's soft cocoa-brown hair was stiff with dried cereal, and it was going to take a soapy scouring pad--or super powers--to clean her high chair. Clark carefully lifted her out of her chair and held her at arms' length. "I think someone's ready for a bath," he told her, but she ignored him and chewed on her applesauce-and-cereal-encrusted fist. Lois laughed and opened the door for them to pass through. "I'll get the tub," she said, referring to the baby bathtub she used every day. "Uh, honey--" He sounded doubtful. "I don't think I can get her cleaned in that--not with all the food in her hair." "Oh. Okay . . . you want me to bathe her?" "No. But maybe I can lay her down in the bathtub and let her soak." "Okay." It made sense, but Lois felt a little pang at the thought. Faster than she'd ever dreamed, her baby was leaving infancy behind. Lois put three inches of warm water in the bathtub and collected the soap, a soft wash cloth, and a couple of fluffy towels while Clark struggled to undress Laura. Then, as he knelt beside the tub and soaped their wiggling child, she said, "I don't understand how I feel sometimes. It's like I want Laura to be a baby forever . . . but at the same time, I want her to hurry and grow up." "After Mxyzptlk's visit a few months ago, I wouldn't mind her staying a baby for a while. But I have to admit," he added, smiling over his shoulder at her, "that I love the way she's starting to look at me like . . . like I can do *any*thing." Lois looked puzzled. "But, Clark, you get that kind of look every time Superman shows up." He shrugged as he scooped up handfuls of water and rinsed Laura's hair. "Yeah, but . . . that's for Superman. Laura looks at me that way because I'm her daddy." When Lois didn't respond, he added, "Pretty sappy, huh?" "No." Her fingertips traced his jawline. "It makes sense. If it wasn't for the kind, caring, honest, *sappy* man under the spandex, there wouldn't be a Superman. There'd be a--a super-powered Lex Luthor or, if we were lucky, a Resplendent Man. But no hero. So Laura *should* think the man inside the tights is wonderful." She brushed her lips over the soft skin behind his ear. "I know I do." Hands full of slippery, squirming baby, Clark couldn't respond to his wife's words the way he wanted to. "Thank you, honey," he said past the obstruction in his throat. "But you're forgetting. There could be an Ultra Woman, too." Lois held out a fluffy towel and wrapped it around Laura. "Maybe. But I'd had your example in front of me for two years." She rubbed the terry cloth over her daughter's hair. "Let's get this child of ours to bed, and then we can have a dessert fit for a pair of heroes." ***** No answer at home. Nick was probably working late again, surprise, surprise. Chris dialed his brother's office number. "Hey, Nico, do you have Alex's new address?" he asked when his brother answered. "At home. Not here." Nick's voice sounded distracted. "Huh." Chris frowned. He wanted to get this file out of his possession as quickly as possible. "When are you getting off tonight?" "I don't know. Late. I'm working on something that needs to be done before tomorrow. Why?" "Would you be willing to address a package to Alex and put it in the mail?" "I guess. Will you have it ready to ship?" "Sure." Chris searched through one of his desk drawers and pulled out a disk mailer. "Stamped and everything. I'll drop it by on my way home." "Okay," Nick said absently. "See you later." ***** "'Hand, hand, fingers, thumb. One thumb, one thumb drumming on a drum. One hand, two hands, drumming on a drum. Dum-ditty-dum-ditty-dum-dum-dum,'" Clark chanted to Laura, patting her hands together in rhythm for the 'dum-ditties.' She giggled, turning her head back to grin at him and smacking her hands together enthusiastically. Lois laughed and shook her head. 'Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb' was Laura's favorite book. "Clark Kent, at this rate, our daughter's first word is going to be dum-dum-dum." He didn't answer until they finished the book. "Nah," he said, "she'll be saying Da-da before that." "You wish," Lois said, bumping her hip against his arm. "I bet her first word is Ma-ma." "Bet?" "Ten bucks." "Make it worth my while," Clark protested. He grinned and added, "How about an evening of the winner's choice? Whatever and wherever." He raised and lowered his eyebrows in a quick, suggestive expression. "You're on," Lois said and held out her arms for her daughter. "My turn." He cuddled the baby closer for a moment, breathing in her clean scent. Looking up, he gave his wife a little half-smile. "I get called away so often that I hate to give her up when I don't have to go anywhere." Reluctantly, he handed Laura to Lois, but she stopped him when he started to get out of the rocker. "No, don't get up." She perched on his lap, sitting across his thighs and leaning against his chest. One of his arms slid around her, and he smoothed Laura's soft hair while Lois adjusted her clothes. Clark felt both his wife and daughter relax against him as Laura started nursing, and his arms tightened around them. He dropped a kiss on Lois's forehead, grateful that she understood his need for closeness, but he didn't say anything, knowing from long experience that the sound of his voice would keep Laura from settling into sleep. Instead, he rocked the chair and stroked his girls' arms in slow, circular patterns, smiling at Laura's intense focus on Lois's face and listening to the soft lullaby his wife was crooning. After Lois switched Laura to the other side, the baby's eyes began to droop closed, and Lois lowered her voice to a hum. A few minutes later, the rhythmic movement of Laura's jaws slowed, closing and relaxing at greater and greater intervals, until finally her mouth dropped open. "She looks so little and helpless like this," Lois said softly. "It's hard to imagine that she's going to have powers like yours some day." Clark cupped the back of the baby's head in one large hand. She had grown a lot in the past nine months, but she still seemed so small to him. "I thought you'd decided that Mxyzptlk was the one who gave her super powers--just to add to the confusion." She hesitated, stroking Laura's cheek with her thumb. "I did--mostly because she was flying pretty early. Didn't you tell me you didn't fly until you were out of high school?" At his nod, she continued, "So that didn't seem right . . . to have a half-Kryptonian more powerful than a full one. But then when I thought about it, Mix-it-up seemed too . . . literal . . . to think of giving her super powers when all he was doing was turning her into a teenager." "Maybe he sped up her getting super powers like he did everything else," Clark suggested, his breath soft against her cheek. "Or maybe he figured super powers were part of being Superman's daughter and gave them to her." "Maybe." Lois sighed and straightened her clothes. "But just in case, I'd better get my bluff in early." "Your bluff?" "Yeah. Get her used to obeying me before she finds out that I can't enforce it. I hope she's inherited your temperament instead of mine." Clark gently squeezed her shoulder. "Don't you want her to be caring and passionate--" "--and reckless and demanding and confrontational? No thanks." She looked down at the baby sleeping in her arms, and her mouth curved in a faint smile. "If her personality is anything like mine, she and I can look forward to years of butting heads. And don't tell me you'll be there to back me up," she said, stopping Clark as he was about to say just that. "She'll have you wrapped around her little finger before she's old enough to go to school, and then I'll have to hold out against both of you." She turned back and sternly told him, "And don't you dare teach her that puppy-eyed look." "No, honey," he said, trying to change his puppy-eyed look to one of contrition. "Good." The twinkle in her eyes let him know she was teasing. "Now that she's ready for bed, how about that dessert?" he asked, breathing soft kisses alongside her neck. "That sounds--oh, right there--like a good idea," Lois said, tilting her head away to expose more of her neck to his mouth. "Why don't you put Laura to bed while I . . . get dessert ready?" ***** "See you at softball practice tomorrow," Chris said, starting toward the door of Nick's lab. Halfway there, he paused and added, "You won't forget the package, will you, Nico? I'd really like Alex to take a look at it as soon as he can." "What's so important?" Nick emerged from his preoccupation in response to the intensity in his brother's voice. Chris shrugged and shoved his glasses further up his nose, his ponytail bobbing as he ducked his head. "Something from work that I'm . . . kinda worried about." He hesitated. "It's probably nothing. But I'd like to know for sure." "Okay. I'll take care of it." Nick nodded, returning to the delicate disassembly of his cognitive facilitator. He didn't notice when the door closed behind Chris. ***** "No, Lex, don't! Laura!" Clark jerked awake, Lois's desperate cry still echoing in his ears. His heart thundering in his chest, his face damp with sweat, he turned over to find Lois sleeping peacefully beside him. It had been a dream, he thought, relieved. The tension seeped from his muscles, and he brushed a kiss across her forehead and lay back, looking through the wall into the next room to make sure Laura was okay. She had uncovered herself and was making distressed little sounds in her sleep, so he eased out of bed and padded barefoot to her room. She quieted when he pulled the blanket over her and gently rubbed her back. "Daddy loves you, sweetie," he murmured. "I won't let anything hurt you." A promise like that was easier to make than to keep, even for Superman. Despite the successful conclusion to the child neglect charges brought against them last fall, Clark was still troubled by the unanswered questions in the case and by fears of losing his little girl. Sometimes, especially after a nightmare like he'd just had, he was certain that Lex Luthor had been behind the charges, that the whole thing had been an attempt to get control of "Superman's daughter." But that meant that *this* Luthor was no clone, that he was the man who knew Clark Kent was Superman. However, eighteen months of investigating had failed to turn up a shred of evidence to refute Luthor's story that a clone had impersonated him, and Clark had begun to doubt his instincts . . . until a month ago, when Dr. Klein finally decoded part of the files Clark had copied from the LexCorp network. The decoded sections had contained enough information to convince even Lois (who had tried to view Luthor's story impartially) that he had lied, that there had been no clone. And that meant that the man living openly in Metropolis knew Superman's real identity. For a year and a half, they had been lucky that Luthor hadn't bothered them--unless, of course, *he* was the one who instigated those child neglect charges six months ago. But it would be criminally foolish to expect him to continue to ignore the opportunity to strike at his enemy's weakest point or to quit trying to possess something he wanted--which meant that Lois and Laura were at risk as long as he was a free man. Just the thought of danger to them made Clark so tense that he could hardly breathe. He wanted to fly over Metropolis and make sure no danger threatened; he wanted to see if Dr. Klein had decoded some hard evidence of Luthor's lie from the LexCorp files; he wanted to go through the backgrounds of the shooting victims and find a connection with Luthor; he wanted to take his wife and daughter someplace safe from any threat-- --and he couldn't do any of it. At least, not in the middle of the night. Control, he thought. He'd had a lifetime of practice controlling himself. He took a deep breath and patted Laura's thickly padded bottom. "What is it, Clark?" Lois asked, resting a hand on his bare shoulder. "Is Laura okay?" He let out his breath in a soft sigh. "Yeah. She kicked her covers off, and she was getting restless, so I covered her up, and she went back to sleep." Lois slid her arms around his waist and leaned her cheek between his shoulders. "Do you remember that first week after we moved her into this room? I'd wake up in the middle of the night and you'd be gone. Then I'd find you in here, watching her, just making sure she was still breathing." He turned in her arms and buried his face against her hair. "I know. I worry too much." "Because you care so much," she told him fiercely. "What set it off tonight?" He laughed softly, without amusement. He didn't know why he ever tried to keep anything from Lois; she always found it out. "A dream. About Luthor." She shuddered. "Ugh." But her hands were already sliding over his hips, pulling his body closer to hers, and her voice was low and seductive. "If you'll come back to bed, I can give you something really good to think about instead." One arm around her back, he bent to slip the other arm behind her knees and lift her into his arms. "I love you, Lois," he whispered, kissing her as he carried her back to their bedroom. ***** "Are you sure he'll try the process with the Zelig stone?" Lex Luthor asked. He tipped back in his leather chair, his feet on the beautifully finished oak desk, and rubbed the inside corners of his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. The opera had gone on longer than he had expected, and it was late. Asabi's voice was as distinctive over the phone as in person. "His continued funding, the research he has made his life work . . . all of this rides on tomorrow's demonstration. He will use the stone." "Good. Let me know the results when he brings the stone back to you." Lex hung up the phone and swiveled around to look down at the lights of Metropolis. It might have been easier to entice this little scientist away >from Gendell with a promise of long-term funding, but Lex hated to spend the money or reveal his interest in the process before it was proven to work. Tomorrow--if Asabi brought word that the machine worked--would be time enough to step in as the project's financial savior. The problem with the Zelig stone, he had long known, was that it was too personal. You had to clasp the stone against the hand of the intended victim in order to effect a transfer. But with this little machine amplifying and focusing the stone's power . . . portable, effective at a distance. Even a wary Superman wouldn't be invulnerable to such a transfer. END ACT 1 ***** CONTINUED IN PART 3 ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 00:42:02 -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: Is this thing on? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Well, I posted the latest S6 episode earlier today, but apparently it is floating around in cyberspace! But I just got a message from someone else, so I thought I'd try a test message to be sure I can get through before I try again. Weird night! Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 17:51:15 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Fanfic recommendation MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII I know most of you are going to be busy reading Sheila's S6 episode right now (and the only reason I'm not is that I'm sitting on my hands waiting for it to appear on the web-site complete with piccies!), but I just wanted to pass on a recommendation for one of the new stories on the Archive - which is now up to 1011 stories! Terrific work, Kathy and Demi! Anyway, the recommendation: 'Dagger of the Mind', by Nan Smith. She is a new writer to the Archive, from what I can see, but she's given us a well-plotted and nicely written story which certainly gripped me right from the start. I won't give away any spoilers, but I will suggest that you all get on over there and read it! Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 13:22:53 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Anita Hook Subject: Burnout Comments: To: LabRat Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Dear LabRat: I started reading Burnout this morning; I was going to read a few pages and then =97=20 I was going to do the wash, but I read a few more pages,=20 I was going to clean my house, but I read a few more pages,=20 I was going to go to the bank, but I read a few more pages. =20 I was going to do my homework for class tonight, but I read a few more pages. =20 I was going to cut the lawn, but I read a few more pages. Well hours later I finished Burnout. What a fantastic story. I couldn't put it down. Hell I haven't even gotten dressed yet! I'm not an editor, nor a writer, just a reader. I could find nothing to critique in that story - NOTHING! It is brilliant.=20 LabRat, you've outdone yourself! It sure was worth waiting for. Congratulations!!!!! Regards Anita ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 12:28:50 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sheila Harper Subject: Do we have a chemist in the house Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hi, guys, I'm looking for some information on acids and their properties, including how they smell. Can any of you nice librarian types (hi, Donna, Genevieve, et al :) point me toward an appropriate website or possibly a reference book that would be available in a tiny, rural library with fairly small collection of monographs? (i.e. I don't have time to wait for inter-library loan) Thanks, Sheila sharper@cncc.cc.co.us ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 12:51:25 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Elizabeth E. Davis" Subject: Re: Do we have a chemist in the house In-Reply-To: <372ED4E800001798@cncc.cncc.cc.co.us> (added by cncc.cncc.cc.co.us) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII On Mon, 10 May 1999, Sheila Harper wrote: > Hi, guys, > > I'm looking for some information on acids and their properties, including > how they smell. Can any of you nice librarian types (hi, Donna, Genevieve, > et al :) point me toward an appropriate website or possibly a reference book > that would be available in a tiny, rural library with fairly small > collection of monographs? (i.e. I don't have time to wait for inter-library > loan) > > Thanks, > > Sheila > sharper@cncc.cc.co.us > Well, I'm not a chemist, but I am three days away from graduating with a B.S. in Chemical Engineering. A good website to find the properties of any particular acids is www.chemfinder.com. It can lead you to other sites if the information you are looking for is not there. As far as books go, you might try the CRC (short for Chemical Rubber Company) Handbook of Chemistry and Physics. Try to look for the most recent edition available. I hope this helps. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 11:11:36 -0700 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: Do we have a chemist in the house MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii --- "Elizabeth E. Davis" wrote: > On Mon, 10 May 1999, Sheila Harper wrote: > > > Hi, guys, > > > > I'm looking for some information on acids and their properties, > including > > how they smell Grab a bottle of vinegar (acetic acid) and go from there. === Linda Mason deanishot@yahoo.com _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 13:33:43 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Mr. D8a" Subject: Re: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 2/2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" >From MR. D8A's work email Wendy, Great story. I must tell you how great a job you did on dividing the story into two parts. When I printed out the story my mail program printed Part 2 first then Part 1. Well, the PART section of your Part 2 was blank so I plunged into reading the story without realizing that I started halfway through the story. I didn't notice a thing! Part 2 read beautifully and it was not till I got to "The End" that I realized something was up! I was eating in our cafeteria so I had to resist the urge to LOL at myself. It seemed perfect just by itself. I cannot imagine how Part 1 could improve the story but I will have to find out later because work awaits. MR. D8A A.K.A. James Sometimes I just kill me! -- Speaker unknown. Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path. Please visit and explore my house at: http://www.geocities.com/area51/starship/7859 mailto:mr_d8a@yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 15:27:47 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 1/2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/10/99 9:23:54 AM Central Daylight Time, ida18@HRM.KEELE.AC.UK writes: << > > S > P > O > I > L > E > R > > S > P > A > C > E > > I would personally question whether or not glasses would leave indentations > on Clark's nose, since his skin ought to be invulnerable to pressure. Yes, I wasn't at all sure about that, although I did think about Zoomway's explanation about the way in which Clark's aura works (see Ultra Matum). On *that* basis, it's possible >> There's also the fact that Clark was exhausted, and the "rescue" event in the story took place at night. As seen in Stop the Presses, Superman doesn't "regenerate" his powers/aura quickly at night. So I'd say it's reasonable in this story that the indentations made by glasses would have stayed on his face even if under other circumstances they might not have. Spotting the indentations in this story reminded me of 12 Angry Men (though here was just 1 Angry Lois ;) A juror noticed that a "witness" to the crime had those marks on her face. It's a great scene in the movie. Anyway, I enjoyed the story Wendy ;) Zoomway@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 17:57:21 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Mary-Ann <727233@ICAN.NET> Subject: Re: Do we have a chemist in the house In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Pssst if you want to know the basics review a high school/freshman university Chemistry text book. Depending on how detailed you want to go or how much chemistry you already know. If you want the general properties of acids. Just ask your librarian if they have any on hand.;) Hope you find what your looking for. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 21:57:27 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Burnout MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Anita wrote: I started reading Burnout this morning; I was going to read a few pages and then — I was going to do the wash, but I read a few more pages, I was going to clean my house, but I read a few more pages, I was going to go to the bank, but I read a few more pages. I was going to do my homework for class tonight, but I read a few more pages. I was going to cut the lawn, but I read a few more pages. Well hours later I finished Burnout. LOL, Anita. Been there, done that. Ain't it fun? Glad to see you're getting your priorities right. Fanfic comes first, all else falls into line behind. Heck, you can always buy more dishes, right? I'm glad you enjoyed and thanks for the words of encouragement. Much appreciated. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 21:03:24 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Said Sheila: > No, I think she *meant* a "pair of underwear," which is pretty common usage > in the U.S., Yvonne. Thanks, Sheila; sorry, Pam. Do women wear pairs of underwear, or is it just a men-only phrase? Yvonne (who is never again going to assume a phrase she doesn't understand is a mistake ) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 17:30:13 EDT 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: Do we have a chemist in the house MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I am a Chemist. At least that's what my degree says. I can try to answer some of your questions. As for references, have you tried the encyclopedia? budmayes@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 17:53:32 EDT 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: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-10 17:27:15 EDT, you write: << Thanks, Sheila; sorry, Pam. Do women wear pairs of underwear, or is it just a men-only phrase? Yvonne (who is never again going to assume a phrase she doesn't understand is a mistake ) >> Can we please stop talking about underwear!!! It makes me think of Dean in "Best Men" .. Mmmm.. And I can't be thinking of that right now when I have a mid-term to study for!!! Ackkk.. LoL!!! Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 15:33:53 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "K.C. Boyd" Subject: Re: Burnout Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; >Anita wrote: > >I started reading Burnout this morning; I was going to read a few pages and >then — > >I was going to do the wash, but I read a few more pages, >I was going to clean my house, but I read a few more pages, >I was going to go to the bank, but I read a few more pages. >I was going to do my homework for class tonight, but I read a few more >pages. >I was going to cut the lawn, but I read a few more pages. > >Well hours later I finished Burnout. I say: What is burnout? _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 19:58:02 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Subject: Re: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit A rather belated reply... Yvonne wrote: > I > loved your use of language - "emotional gyrations" - what a lovely phrase! > Also, "vituperative" - you don't get many of those to the pound in fanfic, > or any fiction, for that matter. Thank you :) I was a bit nervous about using some of those big words -- "efficacy" in particular -- since I'm not sure how many heads they will fly over, but English has so many wonderful choices to get the exact shade of meaning that you want that it's hard to resist. > I only have one teensy, weensy > little phrase which grated as I read: "pair of underwear"??? It's an Americanism, apparently :) We have pairs of underwear for both sexes, as well as jockey shorts for men, and panties for women. (but not, it occurs to me, pairs of diapers for babies...) Anyway, glad you liked the story :-) -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | *note new address* ------------------------------------------------------- "I heard about Superman at the UN. I don't mind him wanting to take over the world, really, but he sounded a little ... well ... nuts." --Dr. Klein, "Blast from the Past", IRC Round Robin ------------------------------------------------------- http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Updated 4/30/99 with pictures of my new baby daughter :-) ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 01:10:34 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Burnout MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit K.C. wrote: >I say: >What is burnout? My latest nfic, KC. Available from the usual suspects. That is I posted it on Friday to Zoom's nfic mb (#6), sent it to Debby's mailing list (and Joyce amazingly zapped it out over the weekend - way to go, Joyce!) and in the next few weeks or months, as soon as poor Anne manages to find a breather to upload it to her site, it will be archived at Anne's Little Corner of Teh World. And I submitted a pg13 version to the Fanfic Archive, but whether it will show up there is many miles down the road yet. The sequel's shaping up nicely btw. I've even got a title now. Second Degree Burns. You have Wendy and Tim to thank for that. Not for the title, but sparking off the idea of a sequel with their feedback. Thanks guys! But...I know, I know, I should be working on Caped Fear, right? I'm doing it! I'm doing it now! Honest. Distracted? Me? No.... ;) LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 21:06:28 EDT 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: SOSL&C Club =) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi this is Alexis again! I just wanted to thank the 4 FoLC's who showed up to my SOSL&C chat yesterday on IRC. =) These people were so enthusiastic and it went so well that I have decided to turn this into a club. Our next meeting will be in the #SOSL&C room on May 23rd (Sunday) @ 2:00pm pacific standard time. The discussion will be about a website. We are trying to create a website for this club so we will be throwing out ideas! Besides working on our campaigns we are going to take the time to talk about LNC, Dean and Teri etc.. Basically this club is a place where people can meet to discuss LnC issues while working on LnC related projects! If you would like to be a member and you know you will be able to join our discussions.. please email me privately at MsLoisette@aol.com We need dedicated people who can attend almost all of the meetings since we will be working on projects where everyone will be assigned a job. I hope to see ya there! FoLC4ever =) Alexis {SOSL&C club leader} ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 21:17:54 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: Blind Leading the Blind (3/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/10/99 6:59:12 PM Central Daylight Time, jernigan@BELLSOUTH.NET writes: << A rather belated reply... >> Mine too ;) I enjoyed your story, Pam, and I have to admit to being one of the closet fans of TEHI It says a lot about Clark and Superman. Anyway, I had fun reading your story and liked Martha's confusion/reaction (I won't do spoilers on that, but you know what I mean ;) I'm way behind again. I haven't read Sheila or LabRat's stories, so I'll catch up as quickly as I can and get back to ya ;) Zoomway@aol.com (DA or Bimbo...super model or terrorists ... ;) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 21:33:46 -0400 Reply-To: phmogul@mindspring.com Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Philip H. Mogul" Organization: Science, Inc. Subject: Re: Do we have a chemist in the house MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1; x-mac-type="54455854"; x-mac-creator="4D4F5353" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Sheila Harper wrote: > Hi, guys, > > I'm looking for some information on acids and their properties, including > how they smell. Can any of you nice librarian types (hi, Donna, Genevieve, > et al :) point me toward an appropriate website or possibly a reference book > that would be available in a tiny, rural library with fairly small > collection of monographs? (i.e. I don't have time to wait for inter-library > loan) > > Thanks, > > Sheila > sharper@cncc.cc.co.us Dear Sheila: Acids in general do not have pleasant smells. Some, like sulfuric, appear not to possess an order at room temperature. Others like butyric have a smell a smell akin to skunk. The nice smelling organic materials are called esters. They can smell like peach, banana, etc. Acids will react with bases to form a salt and water. Will react with carbonate’s to emit carbon dioxide, form a salt and water. Acids will also react with sulfite’s to produce sulfur dioxide, a salt and water. The pH of an acid is less than 7 and they taste sour. Heating acids may cause them to form foul smelling produces such nitrogen dioxide. I hope this info helps a little. Best regards, Phil Mogul ----------------------------------------- A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove... But the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 18:34:15 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sue Modolo Subject: Sam and Ellen Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; Watched THE FAMILY HOUR last week and have been meaning to put a post here because of it. It seemed to strange to me that Ellen and Sam were at the townhouse in the last scene when LNC found the baby. I can understand Jonathan and Martha there because they were in town to celebrate their 35th wedding anniversary. But why Sam and Ellen? After all they do live in Metropolis and have their own living arrangements. Am I right or wrong? ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 10 May 1999 22:46:25 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Dennis A Arendt Subject: Re: Combo MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit As usual I'm the last to read all the new stuff, but there are so many stories out there that ....... all of which are wonderful. Kathy, Episode 8 was tender, sweet and a continuing mystery (one of my favorite kinds) I loved it, but OH the agony of waiting. Wendy, I have come to expect great things from you and once again, you came through. Indentations - who would have thought.............very clever of you. Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Diyan Smith Subject: Re: Christians on Line Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain Could I have some details, please? (like, where would I sign up) thanks, -D >>Drum roll, please. After spending the past two weeks changing over >from hotmail to apexmail - I am pleased to annouce that the Christian LNC list at onelist is FINALLY ready for people to join. It is called LNCChristian. So everyone who emailed me about it, join. Thanks. Sue Diyan Smith _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 00:04:33 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Stephani E. VanWert" Subject: New Member! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everyone...I'm a new member to this e-mail list! I would really appreciate it if everyone went here: http://lcfanfic.actwd.c om/stories2/strawbwi.txt and read my first L&C FanFic...please send feedback....good or bad! Thanks! ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 01:17:14 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jessica Sweeney Subject: Help! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit :::coming up out of lurkdom::: Ah!! I got booted off AOL while I was reading The Blind Leading the Blind. Could someone possibly forward me the third and final part? Thanks!!! Jessica LL3692@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 09:25:42 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 1/2 In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Mon, 10 May 1999 15:27:47 EDT The Zoomway wrote: > << > > > S > > P > > O > > I > > L > > E > > R > > > > S > > P > > A > > C > > E > > > > > > Spotting the indentations in this story reminded me of 12 Angry Men (though > here was just 1 Angry Lois ;) A juror noticed that a "witness" to the crime > had those marks on her face. It's a great scene in the movie. Anyway, I > enjoyed the story Wendy ;) Thanks very much, Zoom! I'm glad you mentioned 'Twelve Angry Men': that particular scene was one of the things which inspired the story. First I looked in a mirror because I was curious to see whether my new (very light-framed) glasses made marks, then I remembered that scene from 'TAM' - and then the story wrote itself ;) Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 22 Apr 1999 11:17:48 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rachel TenHaaf Subject: New Fanfic: Relative Anonymity 1/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain Hi FoLCs! This is my first post to this list, and I'm very interested in what you have to say about it. Just remember I'm new so if you have something to say about it, please don't flame me If you have serious problems with it, like you think it's the worst thing you've ever read, please mail me at: rae@usXchange.net. Otherwise, feel free to post on the list if you have anything to say. This is a story without "A" plot or much "B" for that matter, so if you don' t like WAFFs, I'm sorry. It takes place after Lois and Clark are married. Thanks to Jonelle for her wonderful editing and rescuing me with a title. You're the best, really And thanks to Karen Ward and Mandy Crustner for giving me the courage to post this on here. Now without further ado, I present: "Relative Anonymity" Part 1of 6 Opening Scene: 348 Hyperion Lois Lane was laying in bed, enjoying the fact that she and Clark did not have to go into the Planet until later today. As everyone knew, she was *not* a morning person. She stretched slightly and rolled over. Clark was gone to who knew where. Not unusual for a superhero, just annoying for his wife. "Good morning," she heard a lilting voice say. *Why is Clark such a morning person? How can anyone be a morning person?* Lois asked herself. "Go 'way, " she muttered. Clark laughed, but was not deterred. "C'mon sweetheart. It's time to get up," he coaxed. "Claaark," she wailed. "Shut up. We don't have to go in early today." "No," Clark agreed, "But remember, today's the day you said we were going to go pick up new hubcaps for your car to replace the ones that got stolen. I'd go by myself, but since it's your car and I don't even need one, that's pretty silly. So, up and at em, honey." "Oh, spare me from morning friendly superheros," Lois moaned as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. Clark got that look in his eyes. The I-hear-something look that she knew well. "What now?" she asked as she headed for the bathroom. Clark pulled down his glasses and looked down at the floor. He smiled. "Just the paper being delivered. The paper boy missed the porch again." Lois sighed and turned on the shower. Clark, convinced that his wife was awake, went back down the stairs to retrieve the paper so he could read it as he ate breakfast. ~*~*~*~*~ Twenty minutes later, Lois entered the kitchen and took her cup of coffee from Clark. After a few sips she was feeling good enough to smile at her husband who was buried in his paper. "So, Clark, are you going to give me some of that or what?" she asked. He looked up, "Oh, sorry, here you go." He gave her the front page and returned to the sports section. She looked at it, "What happened to this?" she asked in disgust. There were splotches on their front page story, practically obscuring the famous Lane and Kent byline. "Paperboy hit some mud," Clark answered. "I'm thinking he's not going to last long because the Garrisons next door keep getting it thrown in their window plants and Mr. Kelly has to retrieve his from the Winters who keep getting his edition even though they subscribe to the Star, not the Planet. They've complained several times." "They get the Star?" Lois said, making a face. "I can't imagine why. Remind me never to talk to them again." Clark held his peace. The Winters had told him that they enjoyed the articles by Mary Martin, one of the feature writers at the Star, and he didn't feel that this was something Lois really needed to hear as she and the said Mary Martin did *not* get along. "Well, do you want to go pick up new hubcaps or not?" Clark asked, neatly changing the subject. "I'm up aren't I?" she said. She noticed that his tie was crooked so she came around to fix it. As she finished Clark flashed one of his megawatt smiles at her. The kind that made her knees feel funny and her head spin. She retained enough control to ask, "Why are you smiling at me?" He reached up to caress her face, "You have no idea how often I envisioned mornings with you. I can't help smiling, Lois, because you made all my dreams come true." Lois sat down in his lap quickly, before her knees gave way completely. "And you, Clark Kent, answered prayers I didn't even know I prayed. I love you so much," she whispered. She bent her head and kissed him. "Love you, too," He murmured. Lois gently removed his glasses and set them on the table behind her, all the while continuing to rain sweet kisses all over his face. "I take it hubcaps aren't a priority today," he teased. "Later, love, later," she answered as she reached his lips. He smiled and opened his mouth before her tongue asked. She tasted like coffee mixed with that special taste that belonged only to her, and he had never tasted anything so wonderful. He pulled her closer as their kiss deepened. Just then the phone rang. They groaned against each other's mouths. Loathe to let her go, Clark lifted her in his arms and stood up, kissing her all the while. The phone rang again. He walked over to the phone and leaned against the wall. Their mouths disengaged. She continued kissing his neck while reaching for the phone with one hand. When she grabbed it, she held the receiver up to his ear. "Hello?" he asked. It was a slightly breathless hello as Lois' free hand was roaming in dangerous places. "Uh, huh...yeah, just a second," Clark looked at Lois. "For you," he whispered. Lois sighed. She quickly pushed the mute button and kissed him, hard, one more time before he set her down. He moved away to start cleaning up the kitchen, and she turned to the task at hand. "Lois Lane...Oh, really? I don't know, I'm pretty happy with the one I'm at...I see...How about you let me think about it?...Okay, bye." Lois hung up the phone. Clark looked at her questioningly. "Who was it?" "It was a place called New Lifestyles. It's a gym. She said that she'd heard that I used Winkler's gym, and she said that they were looking for publicity and would be willing to let me in free for a month trial if I would write up the place, good or bad. Seemed nice enough and gyms aren't cheap," Lois answered. "They must be pretty sure of themselves if they want you to go check it out," Clark said. "But why would they ask you? I mean we're in the investigative end of things, not the social section." "We *do* write up restaurants sometimes," Lois said pointedly. "True, but then we all have to eat. And that's not a common thing; it's mostly when Carl from foods is on vacation," Clark replied. "Who knows, maybe they thought they'd try something new." Lois shrugged. "So you're thinking about it?" Clark asked as he hung up the dishtowel. "Well, I can't say that it isn't tempting. I mean, if this place is any good, it could save us money. With our incredible pay and the fact that we have to get a new parts for the car all the time to replace the stuff people steal off it while it's parked, it isn't a bad idea. If I don't like it, I can just switch back to the old place," Lois answered. "Whatever you want," Clark said. The phone rang again. Lois answered. "Hello?...Oh, hi, Jimmy, what's up?...Shoot...Okay, we'll be there. Bye." "Work?" Clark queried. "Yep. Ralph called in sick, and he was supposed to cover the opening of that new museum downtown," Lois answered. "Can't say I love museum openings." "They're not that bad, Lois," Clark said with a grin. "Remember the last one?" Lois blushed slightly as she remembered how they'd discovered an unused closet and had stepped in for a little tour. And what a tour they'd had! "Okay, so they're not all bad," she admitted. "But who's to say this one has closets like the last one." "Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't, but we can certainly find out," Clark replied as they headed for their coats and the door. ~*~*~*~*~ End part 1 rae@usXchange.net _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 05:24:10 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Ever have an outside influence? ;) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit When Wendy told me that a scene from 12 Angry Men had influenced the story she posted, and I had said that a scene I'd written in a recent round robin fanfic had been influenced by a scene from What About Bob, it got me wondering if any other fanfic writers out there can pinpoint scenes or premises in their fanfic influenced by some "outside" source. It might sound like a trivial questions...okay, it is, but it kind of interests me ;) Zoomway@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 12:09:32 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) In-Reply-To: <6bab16aa.2469513a@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Tue, 11 May 1999 05:24:10 EDT The Zoomway wrote: > When Wendy told me that a scene from 12 Angry Men had influenced the story > she posted, and I had said that a scene I'd written in a recent round robin > fanfic had been influenced by a scene from What About Bob, it got me > wondering if any other fanfic writers out there can pinpoint scenes or > premises in their fanfic influenced by some "outside" source. Okay, okay... me again, holding my hands in the air! 'The Perfect Match' was inspired by a rather trashy romantic novel about two people - who already knew each other - who both signed up to the same dating agency. In that story, though, they both knew the other was also registered, and they weren't matched with each other, so in that sense it was quite different. And I know I've read a revelation fic based on a scene from 'City of Angels'. Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 07:15:25 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Ann E. McBride" Subject: Re: Burnout MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/10/99 8:16:40 PM Eastern Daylight Time, labrat@UKF.NET writes: << I should be working on Caped Fear, right? >> Well, yes, but..... since I'm still reading Burnout (family and work responsibilities keep getting in the way ), you can have a little more time as far as I'm concerned. Seriously, what I've read so far is terrific! Ann ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 08:32:52 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Reynolds, Raymond H." Subject: Off Topic: Actor Sighting and Coincidence MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" This is kind of off topic but I thought some of you might be interested in this. I saw both these things Saturday night May 9th. The first thing I saw was a sighting of the actress that played Linda King in a commercial, problem is I can't remember which one right now. The second thing is while I was watching "America's Most Wanted" they showed a police video clip shot from on officer's car mounted camera. It showed the officer's name in the upper right corner. The officer's name was C. J. Kent. Interesting coincidence. Ray Reynolds ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 08:49:43 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Charlotte Fisler Subject: Re: NEW: Blind Leading the Blind (1/3) [G] MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/7/99 4:04:56 PM !!!First Boot!!!, SarahWood@COMPUSERVE.COM writes: << Especially when Clark is doing the talking! The only actor I can think of who pauses more than Dean is William Shatner. Sarah Wood >> Yeah and I like both of them. Charlotte ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 09:03:41 EDT 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: Who says there's only one? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ms. McDermin wrote: << One possible scenerio: For instance, suppose the machine was left behind in 1966 -- simply forgotten. Someone eventually comes along and finds it. It still has a little bit of gold fuel left in it. The person fiddles with the dials, flicking the machine back to its 1866 settings, and off he goes with no idea what's happening. He gets to 1866 but can't figure out how to power the machine to go back since he had no idea about the "fuel" in the first place. So, there he is, stuck in 1866. Meanwhile, "back at the ranch," Tempus has finally broken out of the asylum. (Who ever thought those walls and those yokels could hold him for long?) He soon discovers a guy -- desperate, distraught, and mumbling about a machine that brought him from the future. Unlike everyone else in town, Tempus assures the man he believes him, impressing him by speaking about the future -- even showing him a diary he wrote. He asks to be taken to the machine, insisting he knows what it needs, how to get "fuel," and demonstrating how it works by traveling forward to 1966. Who is this guy? Why Jason Mazik's father, of course! Well, Mazik Sr. (no fool) can see Tempus wants the machine for himself and would definitely do anything in the world to keep it -- even kill for it. Mazik makes a deal with him instead. *He* owns a jewelry store. He'll give Tempus all the gold he has to fuel the machine if Tempus will give *him* something in return -- information about the future. So, they trade. Tempus gives Mazik his diary, assuring him all the information he'll need to make him a very wealthy man, and Tempus takes the machine. Little does Tempus know, however, but Mazik's gold isn't pure. Inserting it into the machine, it does something quite unexpected. Instead of delivering Tempus to Clark Kent's future so he can take his revenge, it delivers him to Alt Clark's future. Voila! Tempus Anyone? >> Well, Sandy, I think you have it all plotted out, and I'm not the kind to go looking for plotholes, black holes or mole holes. Whatever you write is sure to please me. (It has in the past; why stop now?) And you have Wendy, Margaret, Phil, Elizabeth and James as Tempus Techs (Boo HISS!) to help you out. Get going, girlfriend! Marie ChoirGirl2@aol.com Either get old or get dead. Pick one. ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 14:32:20 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Burnout MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >In a message dated 5/10/99 8:16:40 PM Eastern Daylight Time, labrat@UKF.NET >writes: > ><< I should be working on Caped Fear, right? >> > >Well, yes, but..... since I'm still reading Burnout (family and work >responsibilities keep getting in the way ), you can have a little more time >as far as I'm concerned. >Seriously, what I've read so far is terrific! > >Ann Read more slowly, Ann! Stuart's given me his flu - that guy is just *so* generous - and I'm not writing anything right now. Just coughing, wheezing, wandering around like a zombie, overdosing on Strepsils and it a good thing you don't actually need a voice to send email. Sigh...the hazards of research.... ;) Glad you're enjoying so far. I'll look forward to your comments - good or bad (don't mind either way - it's the indifferent that kills me ;) - when you're through. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris > ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 09:53:42 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rowan Fuller Subject: Re: Sam and Ellen MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 11/05/1999 02:36:50 GMT Daylight Time, smodolo@HOTMAIL.COM writes: << Watched THE FAMILY HOUR last week and have been meaning to put a post here because of it. It seemed to strange to me that Ellen and Sam were at the townhouse in the last scene when LNC found the baby. I can understand Jonathan and Martha there because they were in town to celebrate their 35th wedding anniversary. But why Sam and Ellen? After all they do live in Metropolis and have their own living arrangements. Am I right or wrong? >> Interesting point, but I just assumed it was because all of what they had been through that day, that they had decided to stay the night. I guess they could live at the other side of Metropolis too so after their emotionally draining experiences with 'Fat Head' they just remained at the Townhouse. Just a theory. Rowan http://members.aol.com/lanekent LaneKent@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 10:02:29 -0700 Reply-To: Ara Swanson Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Ara Swanson Subject: Re: Off Topic: Actor Sighting and Coincidence MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit -----Original Message----- From: Reynolds, Raymond H. >The first thing I saw was a sighting of the actress that played Linda King >in a commercial, problem is I can't remember which one right now. I saw that same commercial too...it was for Rite-Aid and she was a swimmer. I think her name is Nancy Everhard, and even has an entry in the IMDb: http://us.imdb.com/Name?Everhard,+Nancy Ara ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 15:51:41 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: S6 Deprivation In-Reply-To: <000c01be9bb2$c61b1460$229101d4@default> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII I'm suffering serious deprivation here! Can anyone - Kathy? Alyssa? - tell me when the S6 website is going to be updated to show Sheila's episode? I know Kathy posted Sheila's S6 episode to this list yesterday, but I prefer to read it on the web, and so I deleted the emails (yes, I know I can go to the list archive, but I really prefer the website). Is the ep likely to appear on the site within the next six to eight hours? Because if not, I'm going to have to be patient until next Sunday, as I'm away for the remainder of this week. Thanks, Wendy (trying to be patient... I *need* my S6 fix!) ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 15:57:47 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) In-Reply-To: <6bab16aa.2469513a@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Tue, 11 May 1999 05:24:10 EDT The Zoomway wrote: > When Wendy told me that a scene from 12 Angry Men had influenced the story she posted, and I had said that a scene I'd written in a recent round robin fanfic had been influenced by a scene from What About Bob, it got me wondering if any other fanfic writers out there can pinpoint scenes or premises in their fanfic influenced by some "outside" source. It might sound like a trivial questions...okay, it is, but it kind of interests me ;) < It's probably redundant for me to reply here, since I tend to mention influences like that in notes accompanying each of my stories, but FWIW: "Beefcake" -- body-building ads plus various references to Boeuf Bourgingnon in pre-Crisis comics "The Ideal Woman" -- a 1960s Supergirl comic "Couch Potatoes" -- the CP column in SFX magazine, plus a 1940s story in which L&C go to see a Fleischer(sp?) Superman cartoon "Lois and Clark and Silver and Bruce" -- inspired by 50+ years of Superman/Batman team-ups and the Englehart/Rogers/Austin Batman stories, and the prologue is a re-work of "Man of Steel" #3 (because I really _hate_ what Byrne did to the "World's Finest" team!) "Montrose's Toast" -- a panel from issue 2 of "Starslayer", and the toast itself came from Jerry Pournelle's novel "Mercenary" "Much Ado About..." -- go on, guess.... The Branagh film version, to be specific. "The Hand of Fate" -- SM, of course, and the Pasko version of Dr Fate "Bed-time Stories" (S6) -- didn't think there was an influence, but I've just remembered three Thunderbirds episodes that feature kids being told stories, so maybe the idea came from there. That's all I can think of at present. As you can see, a lot of my stories have their origins in the comics, but books, TV, movies, etc., also play their part -- not to mention fanfic, which has been known to infect me with "sequel-itis". Phil, whose Muse is apparently one with wide-ranging tastes.... ------------------------------------------------------------ "I think... I think I am! | I think _I_ am: Therefore I am... I think?" | Phil Atcliffe -- The Moody Blues | (Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk) ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 08:22:07 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rachel TenHaaf Subject: Re: S6 Deprivation Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; Wendy wrote: >I'm suffering serious deprivation here! Can anyone - Kathy? Alyssa? - >tell me when the S6 website is going to be updated to show Sheila's >episode? >\ I was wondering that same thing... >I know Kathy posted Sheila's S6 episode to this list yesterday, but I >prefer to read it on the web, and so I deleted the emails (yes, I >know I can go to the list archive, but I really prefer the website). >Is the ep likely to appear on the site within the next six to eight >hours? Because if not, I'm going to have to be patient until next >Sunday, as I'm away for the remainder of this week. I usually do the same thing, but this time I decided to read them as e-mails b/c I just couldn't wait...well, let's just say that now I'm wondering *how* I'll make it til next month. It's so cruel to do that to people you guys :) Rachel yet another S6 fanatic... rae@usXchange.net _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 12:39:13 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Subject: Re: Help! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Jessica pleaded: > I got booted off AOL while I was reading The Blind Leading the Blind. > Could someone possibly forward me the third and final part? Thanks!!! > In general, when you miss a post, you can catch it on the list archive at In this particular case, you can also find the story on my website (see below) -- look on the "Pam's fanfic" page. Hope it's worth the trouble :-) -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | *note new address* ------------------------------------------------------- "I heard about Superman at the UN. I don't mind him wanting to take over the world, really, but he sounded a little ... well ... nuts." --Dr. Klein, "Blast from the Past", IRC Round Robin ------------------------------------------------------- http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Updated 4/30/99 with pictures of my new baby daughter :-) ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 13:12:58 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Thanks Charlotte: I think it is really dandy that we now have myth within a legend or is it a science fiction within a fantasy or is that a fib within a lie or a tall story within a taller one.... Sorry, got carried away:) Thanks, Carolyn cschnall@mail.med.cornell.edu >In a message dated 5/4/99 5:40:05 PM !!!First Boot!!!, James.Tull@EMRSN.COM >writes: > ><< > It would be interesting if someone wrote a story that explained how the > technologically backward Tempus supposedly broke out of 1866 and "built" a > time/dimension hopping machine! > > MR. D8A A.K.A. James > >> > >Okay I'll answer this one since I've been researching it since Carolyn S. >brought up the question re Tempus Anyone. > >First to answer Carolyn's question, > >1) In HG Wells The Time Machine, the machine is invented by the 'time >traveler,' a 19th century character, who is described as a particularly >'clever' inventor of that period. And the time machine is invented during >that century using skills, materials and based on scientific speculation of >that century. (ie time is the fourth dimension, etc., chapter 1- reference >below) > >2) Remember that Tempus is from the 26th(?) century. While he says he >doesn't know how to work Well's time machine initially, he has still been >educated in a world far more advanced than either the nineteenth or the >twentieth. He had to have had at least that world's basic education in >science even if he never pursued it. > >Once science principles are developed they become common knowledge and many >people from an era can, with a small amount of effort, add to their own basic >education the knowledge needed to become expert in the 'new' science once >they decide to do so. Thus clever, unscrupulous individuals were able to >make LSD at home in the 60s and thus there was no way for the US to keep the >secret of making atomic bombs from the Soviet Union after WWII. > >Moreover, one could postulate that all the accumulated technical knowledge >was somehow imbedded in Tempus' brain as he grew up just waiting to be >trigged if he needed it. Many SF stories of future education use computers >and/or direct information transfer techniques to impart information, >admittedly factual data only, not true understanding. That kind of factual >data would have been just what Tempus needed to escape from the Kansas State >Asylum and 'invent' a time machine similar to but different from Wells.' > >Perhaps the diary that Mazik got a hold of in a later episode was the trigger >to recall those memories as well as evidence of the process of 'remembering.' > And if Tempus inadvertently left the diary behind, that would also explain >why he couldn't escape from jail in 'Meet John Doe' until Andress came back >for him though the time window. > >Tempus was going to travel into earlier eras. Being him, would he not have >'stolen' the information or the trigger to the information that he might need >>from the 26th century and brought it along with him unbeknownst to a somewhat >nieve (sp? My spell checker failed me again) H.G. Wells. One can assume he >had taken with him both the technology he needed to escape from the >'primitive' Kansas State Asylum and the information he might need thereafter >to build his own time machine using 19th century technology. > >Note too Tempus does not say, "I can't build this machine." He tells us "I >can't run it." You can't run a car the first time you ride in it either but >you can learn, especially if you grow up knowing that cars can be driven. >And if that isn't convincing enough who says Tempus is telling the truth when >he says he doesn't understand the machine. > >I also am a great fan of the Roger Zelazny's Amber stories mentioned in >another post. These stories, in which the protagonist's family creates >differing realities with their minds, are among the best and most creative >literary elseworlds. Zelazny is my very favorite science fiction writer, >His literature defied placing it in a particular category but partook, as >good literature always does, of SF, Fantasy, History, Mythology, yes and >Technology too. I miss you Roger. > >In conclusion, please remember, if a man can fly another man can build a time >machine from 19th century technology. > >If you doubt me, read H.G. Well's The Time Machine (Reference Source) >In The Complete Short Stories of H.G. Wells. London, Ernest Benn, Ltd. >First published, 1927. > > >Charlotte - the science librarian who fortunately knows enough to enjoy >technology but not so much that she cannot write and read the imaginary tales >which the human mind can develop - whether they exist in 'reality' or not. ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 20:59:53 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Hazel Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) In-Reply-To: <6bab16aa.2469513a@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Okay, coming out of (semi-)lurkdom for this one. Warning: long-winded, but I can't help writing that way. :) At 05:24 AM 11/05/99 EDT, the Zoomway wrote: >When Wendy told me that a scene from 12 Angry Men had influenced the story >she posted, and I had said that a scene I'd written in a recent round robin >fanfic had been influenced by a scene from What About Bob, it got me >wondering if any other fanfic writers out there can pinpoint scenes or >premises in their fanfic influenced by some "outside" source. It might sound >like a trivial questions...okay, it is, but it kind of interests me ;) Not so trivial at all, Zoom. If your question is, "Can you point to a specific source or scene or picture that served as a springboard for your fanfic?", one has to assume that a. You are referring to influences other than the show itself and b. You are *not* referring to the "outside" sources that influence what we say, write, do, or even think. Let's face it, guys: Fanfic is, by definition, influenced by an outside source -- to wit, the show or movie that you're writing about. That disclaimer that each and every one of us puts at the beginning of the story tells us (as if we didn't know...!) that none of the fanfic writers out there invented Lois and Clark, much as we might want to claim credit for it. :) And unless it's a completely novel idea like your "Cruise Control," Zoom, said fanfic is going to also be strongly influenced by the ep or scene that you choose as your springboard. (As an aside, I would add that stories like that one are few and far between on my list of favorites. I personally love stories that take even a line or a glimpse from the eps -- like your "Ultra Matum," which built on "My mother made it for me," or Wendy's latest little story, which built on Clark's new specs. :) That I enjoyed "Cruise Control" enough to keep it on my hard drive is another salute to your vast talents, Zoom.) As to outside influences other than the show affecting your writing -- unless you live in a plastic bubble and have only watched Lois and Clark videos all your life, your writing is going to be influenced by something else. You can't help it. Everything you see or hear about sinks into your brain. (We discussed this a few weeks back, regarding inventing words.) I once invented a half-dozen names for a book, and was rather abashed to discover *after* the book was published that one of the names belonged to a former student of mine. In another instance, I accidently lifted an entire humorous scene from a book I'd read years ago, and didn't realize it until someone else pointed it out to me. Do you make reference to Clinton, or ABC, or El Nino in your work? That's showing outside influence. Sorry, but you can't get away from it. Even professional authors did it; I discovered last week that a main character written by a well-known author got his name >from two different characters in Tolkien's Lord of the Rings. Of course, you have to read obsessively to notice things like that, but that's besides the point. ;) I know there are authors like Margaret (small wave again, and yes I'll reply to your e-mail eventually...) who avoid reading fanfic that's of the same genre as their current project, simply because s/he doesn't want to accidently incorporate someone else's ideas into their own. That's commendable. But to claim that you had *no* outside influence whatsoever? Sorry, I don't buy it, unless you've been living in that plastic bubble I mentioned before and somehow invented the art of writing on your own. Otherwise, you'll have to concede the influence of Dr. Seuss, Dick and Jane, elementary school readers, all the books you were assigned in school (including Shakespeare -- hi Phil!), the newspaper and magazine articles you've read, any shows or movies or broadcasts you've heard or watched... I'm sure you get the picture. Personally, I think that if anyone like that *did* exist, their writing would be at best substandard and at worst atrocious. It's the reading and observing we do that teaches us what's entertaining and fresh, and what's dull and stale. "This guy can't write dialouge!" "I can't stop laughing!" "Hmm, what an interesting concept." "Let me just skip to the last page..." All these reactions help hone our own skills. I'm not egocentric enough to think that there's no room left for my writing to improve or evolve, or that I can there all by myself without help from the rest of the universe. Praps a better question would be this: How many fanfic authors can point to a "hook," other than the show or a specific ep, that led them to write a story? *That* question could concievably be answered in a reply several times shorter than this one. :) Hazel ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 19:03:44 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: S6, Ep 8, Turn Around MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit S P O I L E R S P A C E Great job, as always, Sheila. I thought that the 'happy families' sections of this episode were the sweetest and most natural I've read. And I say this as someone who is firmly of the belief that kids are great - so long as you can hand them back to their parents after a couple of hours when they get to that smelly, messy, goo-covered stage. I was glad that you've made this a two-parter, because I was starting to get a little disappointed as I saw the end of part 6 hoving into view and was wistfully thinking that I'd liked to have seen a lot more exploration of the dilemmas the body swap caused our heroes and how they would cope. So I was delighted to see 'concluded in part two' (probably for the first time in my life!). I'll look forward to seeing more. The initial reactions of Lois and Clark in parts 5 & 6 were funny and intelligently thought out. All in all a great addition to an already great series. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 13:09:56 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "B.B. Medos" Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? Wendy Richards [ida18@HRM.KEELE.AC.UK] wrote: > Here's a question. > We know from the TV show that there is more than one 'universe'. > Many of us who write fanfics have written other universes, either based > on the alternate world of 'Tempus, Anyone?' or a different one > altogether. I know I'm late on this one, but it such an intriguing discussion. One thing I don' t think we can get away from is that multiple universes appear to be built into the very framework of the series. If not because of the actually use of the alt-Clark universe in the shows timeline, then because of WHO the series is about in the first place. Namely, Superman. There have been so many incarnations of the character, I'm not sure we can avoid seeing those in our heads right along with L&C's version. Then there are all the fanfic variations as each writer takes their own direction with a particular element or character or timeline. In a sense, they all form their own universe, both to compare to L&C's "reality" and to borrow from in playing with issues on the series created by the distinctly different, even uniquely different, relationship presented in it. I also think that the reason this series in particular is so popular in terms of everyone having fanfic ideas is because it broke so many of the "traditional" Superman rules - leaving wide open all the various possibilities of what could happen to their relationship WITHOUT the normal limitations imposed on the various Superman versions of the past. There is absolutely no way the series itself could explore all of those possibilities and every single time a new take on one of those old issues is explored, a new "universe" is born, so to speak. >The one thing, as far as I know, that no-one has > considered so far is - Is there more than one Tempus? One of the things that I have never been able to reconcile in my own head is how it would be possible for our Lois & Clark to inspire a world devoid of technology. Then when I try to come up with a way to make that ultimately possible, it never adds up satisfactorily. So I'm always left wondering if Tempus isn't from an alternate version of their future to begin with. One where something did go very wrong, which would mean that it's possible that his desire to change the past is not the bad thing we've been lead to believe. It doesn't mean Tempus is a good guy, but it opens up all kinds of interesting contradictions. For instance, consider this - if we accept the break from Superman tradition that switches Lois from being Clark's greatest thorn-in-the-side to being his equal partner, then what possibilities does that suggest about ALL of the traditional Superman relationships, both with friends and with enemies? If in L&C's universe, Tempus is truly THEIR nemesis as the greatest threat to the relationship which ultimately creates the future, then does not that open up intriguing possibilities that all kinds of alliances, both for and against them, could shift in reaction? Now, I ask you, who would be the most likely person to become SUPERMAN's greatest ally against such a threat to their combined future? Who wouldn't? I mean, it's not always true that my enemy's enemy is my friend. Sometimes, an enemy's enemy is a threat to one and all. And that situation - well, that COULD ultimately create a very interesting future. It boggles the mind. It really does. Beverly :-) ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 19:34:10 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hazel wrote: >I know there are authors like Margaret (small wave again, and yes I'll >reply to your e-mail eventually...) who avoid reading fanfic that's of the >same genre as their current project, simply because s/he doesn't want to >accidently incorporate someone else's ideas into their own. Hey, Margaret, you do that too? I thought I was on my own being twitchy about that one. Hence the huge backlog of fanfic I have to catch up on now that I'm on temporary R&R. >Otherwise, you'll have to concede the influence of ... the newspaper and magazine articles ... I'm sure you get the picture. > And, actually, I do. I've been mulling over Zoom's question for hours thinking back over 20 years of fanfic and I can't honestly think of a single instance where I've been influenced at a conscious level (unconscious is something else again) by any movies or shows that I've seen on TV into thinking 'Oh, that's an idea - what if *Lois* - ?' My inspiration is more likely to come from something that happens in LNC itself. Like you, Hazel, I love delving into a throwaway line or incident and weaving it into something else. But newspapers and magazines - no, there I have to admit I'm influenced more. I can think of lots of occasions when I've read some story and had the brain start ticking over applying it to my favourite characters, wondering how they'd react to a similar situation. In many ways it's also become a conscious influence too. I'm forever hoarding away interesting scraps and pieces I come across just in case they might come in handy at some point as a plot. In my story Caped Fear a jewel thief confronts Clark in an elevator and tries to get him to co-operate by threatening the Pekinese dog of another passenger with his gun. He says he knows how sappy people get over cute animals and that he once held up a five and dime by using a possum as a hostage. An incident I'd read about on teletext news just a couple of days prior to writing the scene and which had amused me greatly. The real robber got away with it too - but was caught two days later trying to repeat the trick with an Siamese cat. No one knows what happened to his possum accomplice. Occasionally, I'm also influenced by anecdotes told to me by friends or family. For example, when a friend told me about a road rage incident he'd endured on a Glasgow bridge when he got so ticked at the other driver he simply stopped arguing, leaned into the window, yanked the guy's keys out of the ignition and tossed them over the side of the bridge into the water below before stalking back to his car and leaving a stunned opponent behind him - I wrote it into the Ghostbusters story I was writing at that point, traded Venkman for my friend and shifted the bridge to the US. Worked kinda well too. This is interesting Zoom. What other - perhaps less than usual - sources are we influenced by besides what we seen on the screen? Anyone out there ever been inspired by something truly outrageous or ludricrous from Real Life? LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 13:48:33 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Elizabeth Eve Davis Organization: Mississippi State University Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Carolyn Schnall wrote: > I think it is really dandy that we now have myth within a legend or is > it a science fiction within a fantasy or is that a fib within a lie or > a tall story within a taller one.... It's what my Classical Mythology professor would call the Chinese box technique: a story within a story within a story. ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 15:28:53 EDT 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: Caberet in Washington DC Comments: To: LOISCLA@vm.ege.edu.tr MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey there everyone! Sorry if you get this post twice. We are starting to get everyone together to finalize plans for Caberet in DC this summer. So if you are interested in going with us and have not heard >from me yet, please express your interest via PRIVATE email: AMCiotola@aol.com Please do so as soon as possible. :) Thanks Anne :) ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 16:09:40 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Mr. D8a" Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" >From MR. D8A's work email B.B., > One of the things that I have never been able to reconcile in my own head is how it would > be possible for our Lois & Clark to inspire a world devoid of technology. Interesting thought but I do not believe that it is a world devoid of technology. They do have something like TV and I am sure they have computers. (Playing Devil's advocate here) It is possible that Tempus simply needed to observe Herb long enough to figure out the machine. >For instance, consider this - if we accept the break from Superman >tradition that switches Lois from being Clark's greatest >thorn-in-the-side to being his equal partner, then what possibilities >does that suggest about ALL of the traditional Superman >relationships, both with friends and with enemies? If in L&C's >universe, Tempus is truly THEIR nemesis as the greatest threat to the >relationship which ultimately creates the future, then does not that >open up intriguing possibilities that all kinds of alliances, both >for and against them, could shift in reaction? Now, I ask you, who >would be the most likely person to become SUPERMAN's greatest ally >against such a threat to their combined future? Another intriguing idea. Imagine a world where Herkimer Johnson's(Bad Brain's brother) Great Grandchildren team up with Tempus to destroy the children of Lois and Clark only to find out that if they succeed their Grandparents will never fall in love and have their parents and so end up 2-timing Tempus to tave(save) the their future. (Isn't temporal theory wonderful) MR. D8A A.K.A. James Nanoseconds to Neptune using the new and improved Time Machine. It slices, dices, Bashirs(Julian Bashir) and makes a fine mess of the timeline in no-time flat. Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path. Please visit and explore my house at: http://www.geocities.com/area51/starship/7859 mailto:mr_d8a@yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 17:26:04 -0400 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: Ever have an outside influence? ;) In-Reply-To: <001501be9bdc$fdda38c0$329301d4@default> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 07:34 PM 5/11/1999 +0100, LabRat wrote: >Hey, Margaret, you do that too? I thought I was on my own being twitchy >about that one. Hence the huge backlog of fanfic I have to catch up on >now that I'm on temporary R&R. You mean to say I've never mentioned the 7MB of "new" fanfic I have sitting on my hard drive which I've yet to read? How could I have missed boring you all with that fact? My basic problem is that, it seems like every time I go to take the plunge to catch up on my fanfic reading, the first one I open up is another alt-fic and after saying "sh...uger", I close the file, lift my hands from the keyboard, slowly push my chair back from the computer, and repeat the mantra "I will read it later...I will read later...I will...." as I back out of the room As for outside influences...I'm not sure if there have been any conscious ones outside of L&C. My one attempt to set a story in a location I actually knew, and was completely familiar with, was so *bad* I never finished it (Over two years later I still can't stand reading the @#$%^& thing, so it's never likely to get rewritten;\). Although I did set the beginning of "The One" in Ottawa, after I was finished that story I wished I'd used Washington instead--the story would have flowed better;\ I seem to work much better writing about people and places I know nothing about Plus this method of writing fanfic has the advantage of "talking" to people all over the world to find out *about* those places I know nothing about:) I've met some really great people that way!:) Margaret who if she would only buckle down and *finish* the next two parts of Only You would be able to read fanfic to her heart's content, but does she?....No!;p %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 17:31:20 -0400 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: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 10:34 AM 5/10/1999 +0100, Wendy wrote: >> whatever "it" is, to them!!!! Aaarrrggghhh! I'll *never* finish Only You >You'd better - or I'm sending round at least two Tempuses to keep >taking you back in time until you post it! You mean you haven't done that already? I could have sworn I kept repeating the same mistakes over, and over, and over, and.... Margaret %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 16:48:03 -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: S6 Information (was S6 Deprivation) In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 3:51 PM +0100 5/11/99, Wendy Richards wrote: >I'm suffering serious deprivation here! Can anyone - Kathy? Alyssa? - >tell me when the S6 website is going to be updated to show Sheila's >episode? > >I know Kathy posted Sheila's S6 episode to this list yesterday, but I >prefer to read it on the web, and so I deleted the emails Wendy, how could you? Seriously, FoLCs, the episodes are normally uploaded on Sundays, the same day I post the text version here, but apparently Alyssa has run into some problems. The episode is still not up as of Tuesday afternoon, and I haven't heard back from her on what problems she's run into. So, all I can say is to read the text version (Wendy, visit those archives ;)) and go back and check out the pictures later. :) That's actually how I read them, since I get advanced copies (heh heh) for editing, then I take a skim through the website once the final version is up there. (As for why I didn't post the text version here until Monday--I sent it Sunday afternoon, but for whatever reason, the listserv held onto it until Monday morning. Boy was I glad when I turned on my computer Monday to find it there! I was getting worried.) At 7:03 PM +0100 5/11/99, LabRat wrote: >So I was >delighted to see 'concluded in part two' (probably for the first time in my >life!). Heh heh, read a bit more carefully .. it says "To be *continued* in part 2", not concluded. The website doesn't reflect that information yet either, but Sheila has expanded her story into a 3 part 'arc within an arc'. Right now, hot off the presses, this is what our tentative schedule for the rest of S6 looks like: Ep 8 Turn Around May 9 (Sheila) Ep 9 Walk in my Shoes May 23 (Sheila) Ep 10 Mirror, Mirror June 6 (Sheila) Ep 11 Movers and Shakers June 20 (Nancy M) Ep 12 Stronger Than Me Alone July 4 (Phil) I still haven't heard from Phil confirming how the final episode date looks to him (subtle hint ) but this is what things look like now. I'll let you know if I hear anything new about the website version of the episode! Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 18:33:23 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Stephani E. VanWert" Subject: Re: NEW STORY: It's as Plain as the Nose on Your Face 1/2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit could some one please forward me a copy of that Fic and any other good ones? Steph ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 19:41:30 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jessica Sweeney Subject: Re: Help! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-11 12:46:28 EDT, you write: << In this particular case, you can also find the story on my website (see below) -- look on the "Pam's fanfic" page. Hope it's worth the trouble >> Thanks Pam. I did enjoy the story. :) Jessica~ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 19:51:20 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Tempus and Underwear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Margaret Brignell wrote: > At 12:34 AM 5/7/1999 -0400, Sandy wrote: > > Who is this guy? Why Jason Mazik's father, of > >course! > > Oh, I *love* this. So when are you writing the fanfic? > Margaret I kind of like it too. It has an internal logic and is faithful to show continuity. Futhermore, it saves one from doing the backflips multiple Tempuses and time travel between different dimensions require. Marie said: >Ms. McDermin wrote: >>One possible scenerio: >>For instance ... ... Voila! Tempus Anyone? >Well, Sandy, I think you have it all plotted out, Yeah, isn't that incredible! >and I'm not the kind to go looking for plotholes, >black holes or mole holes. Whatever you write is sure to >please me. (It has in the past; why stop now?) And you have >Wendy, Margaret, Phil, Elizabeth and James as Tempus Techs >(Boo HISS!) to help you out. Get going, girlfriend! > >Marie As for writing the story, I doubt very seriously I will. I'm not very prolific, so whatever I work on better be what I really want to do or I'm easily distracted. And, unfortunately, Tempus just never interested me very much. IMO, he's a convenient little device. ****************** On another topic: Sheila said: >> No, I think she *meant* a "pair of underwear," which is pretty common >>usage in the U.S., Yvonne. Yvonne responded: >Thanks, Sheila; sorry, Pam. Do women wear pairs of underwear, or is it >just a men-only phrase? To be honest, I don't think I've ever said, "pair of underwear" in my life. Always and only ... underwear. "I need to buy some underwear. These are holier than Sunday." "I don't have any underwear left. I'd better do laundry." "Jeez! Where'd you throw my underwear?" (Haven't had to say that one lately.) Sandy smcdermin@erols.com http://www.erols.com/nightsky/Sandy/ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 16:45:02 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sue Modolo Subject: Jar-El Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I read and re-read and re-re-read THE HEIR and its two sequels today. Something that I have been wondering about - is the storyline of Jar-El being of royal blood strictly a Lois and Clark thing or was it in the Superman comic book also. Incidently, THE HEIR is still one of my favourite fanfictions. ____________________________________ Get your free full featured email @ http://www.apexmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 20:52:48 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/11/99 1:01:31 PM Central Daylight Time, zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL writes: << If your question is, "Can you point to a specific source or scene or picture that served as a springboard for your fanfic?", one has to assume that a. You are referring to influences other than the show itself and >> Yes, definitely. Specific influences as the list Phil gave, for example. Though sometimes the influence can be subtle. In "Look But Don't Touch" I wanted a story that was just a fun exploration of sexual tension having Lois and Clark trapped with several others. The only problem was, Clark was there as "Superman" and Lois was engaged to "Clark" and so they couldn't act on their feelings for each other. However, to set this up, I needed the situation to be one in which an immediate rescue or escape was impossible. So, my influence in this case was the original Adventures of Superman episode "Superman's Wife" (at least I believe it was in that episode ;) Superman, Lois and Jimmy are sent to the bottom of the ocean in a diving bell (I think they were called "bathyspheres") Superman could easily escape without harm, but if he ruptured the diving bell, Jimmy and Lois would be instantly crushed by the pressure at that depth. So that influenced me in creating a situation where Superman could have easily escaped, but not without bringing down the rest of the cave on top of those left behind. One more subtle influence was the line "three hundred feet below daylight". That was the chapter title in a book about mines and mining disasters. >>And unless it's a completely novel idea like your "Cruise Control," Zoom, said fanfic is going to also be strongly influenced by the ep or scene that you choose as your springboard.<<< I thank you for that, but the "novel idea" is Rachel's, not mine ;) "Cruise Control" was a request fic; a type of story I do for a fan who doesn't write but who has a cute or unique idea that he or she would like to see turned into a story. All Rachel asked was "can you do a story where Lois and Clark pose as singles on a cruise ship?" She had no other specifications, but it gave me an opportunity to explore a story line I probably wouldn't have otherwise. It also allowed me to sneak in Dan Scardino and have him see Lois and Clark as a married couple ;) >>>Do you make reference to Clinton, or ABC, or El Nino in your work? That's showing outside influence. Sorry, but you can't get away from it.<< This is definitely true, it's also one of the many things that helps Lois and Clark come to life. In one sense they live within *our* culture and so they can mention buzz words and phrases, pop "new wave" science, authors, actors and TV shows we'd be familiar with. By the same token, the series gave them their own unique culture and icons as well, LNN, LexTel, In Your Face, The Star, National Whisper, and even their own President It makes them a lot of fun to write too ;) Zoomway@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 21:00:20 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carms Calvag Subject: Re: Jar-El MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I've never seen the royalty thing in the comic books but it's been a while since I read one ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 20:28:16 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pat Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Zoomway asked: >, it got me >wondering if any other fanfic writers out there can pinpoint scenes or >premises in their fanfic influenced by some "outside" source. It might sound >like a trivial questions...okay, it is, but it kind of interests me ;) Here's a thread that I can get involved in :) When I wrote "Goodnight Metropolis" in the spring/summer of 1996, "Showboat" was playing in Chicago, and had (it seemed) scheduled commercials to run every 15 minutes on every local tv station. You could turn the tv on at just about any time of day, and hear someone singing either "Old Man River" or "Can't Help Loving That Man" (If Cabaret gets half that much advertising, there won't be a single empty seat at any performance ;) It struck me that the feelings expressed in the song; i.e.: you can realize that someone's not perfect, and still love them completely, reminded me very much of what Lois had told Clark about her feelings for him. He was far from perfect, had "hat hair" etc., but she loved him for the person that he was. Add to that that the song was very much of the same style/era that Teri had sung previously on L&C, and it just *had* to become part of the story. Pat peabody@mcs.com pattijean@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 22:57:42 EDT 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: Who says there's only one? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 05/11/1999 5:31:32 PM Eastern Daylight Time, brignell@CAPITALNET.COM writes: << You mean you haven't done that already? I could have sworn I kept repeating the same mistakes over, and over, and over, and.... >> Well, here's your handy dandy proofer volunteering once again to edit out those mistakes over and over and over and.... --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 23:16:30 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "C.C. Malo" wrote: > The Fred Johnson scene -- This wasn't even a scene, just a "recall" > paragraph until I read Sandy McDermin's comments on "For the Good of the > Child" where she talked about the use of action and dialogue vs. reflective > recall of an event. I'd never thought about that issue. So thanks, Sandy. You're more than welcome. I'm happy that you salvaged something out of my rambling. As a matter of fact, since you mentioned this before, I was curious as to how "Recognition" had changed, and of course, couldn't figure it out without reading the first draft. In any case, the scene as it is now, with us *seeing* Clark in his disguise and how he manages to interact with it on, is a keeper. "Show not tell" is a useful "rule" I picked up from a writing list after it was drummed into my head a few thousand times. Of course, it's not always the best route to take. For instance, LabRat's story "Burnout" has a high degree of narrative and reflection but that's required because the story is an exploration of the two characters thoughts and feelings for each other. I must admit, I probably would have emphasized the internal dialogue a bit less. But I liked the story, all in all, so I think it worked. I would say my own *personal* burn out has more to do with the fact that so many fics have explored Lois and Clark's insecurities through their internal reflections and thoughts about each other and their pasts that I've now found more enjoyment from stories which do other things -- namely, more situational or action oriented stories (for lack of something to call them). Either way, you can still explore L&C's emotions for each other. One thing I really did appreciate about "Burnout" was the new venue they were placed in (a racing scene) and the very novel and interesting ... um, background to their intimate activities.... Although racing can be terribly sexy (for reasons I won't explore on a PG list), I'd never quite "envisioned" using a sports car in quite the way it was done here and now I'll never forget it. Still, I think the "show not tell" maxim is a good one -- especially (although not exclusively) for the S5/S6 stories and others which are sort of pseudo-episodal. (How's that for making up a new word?) Sandy smcdermin@erols.com http://www.erols.com/nightsky/Sandy/ P.S. To LabRat.... There's one thing missing from your story which I really would have enjoyed.;) I'll tell you in private. ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 21:34:17 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Debby Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) In-Reply-To: <6bab16aa.2469513a@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 05:24 AM 05/11/1999 -0400, you wrote: >...it got me >wondering if any other fanfic writers out there can pinpoint scenes or >premises in their fanfic influenced by some "outside" source. It might sound >like a trivial questions...okay, it is, but it kind of interests me ;) > >Zoomway@aol.com I saw something while walking home that has made me think of a story I want to write about it with Ck & LL. I had guppies for a year or two when I was a kid, so it seemed a good idea to let CK have them, too. I've been to Mexico City, so CK & LL went recently in Dawning. Mt. Popocatepetl was mentioned because it interests me. I often mention little things that I think help make a history for and build a better picture of a character. We write about what we know. If we put what we know (motherhood, chemistry, comicbooks, whatever), it makes the story read more realistically. Debby Debby@swcp.com whose cat wants to be in a story... ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 00:51:06 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Alicia B. Ablola" Subject: OT :Looking for a fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey there fellow FOLC's I was wondering if anyone knows the name of a fanfic where Lois was partnered with Claude and Clark was partnered with Lana Lang... They were going undercover as strippers for a story. Anyway I was hoping that someone could help me out and tell me where I could look for this one... Unfortunately I can't remember the name of the story or the author but if anyone can help me I'd really appreciate it Thanks Kismet bka Alicia ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 06:59:28 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit S P O I L E R S P A C E Sandy wrote: > >"Show not tell" is a useful "rule" I picked up from a writing list after >it was drummed into my head a few thousand times. Of course, it's not >always the best route to take. For instance, LabRat's story "Burnout" >has a high degree of narrative and reflection but that's required >because the story is an exploration of the two characters thoughts and >feelings for each other. I must admit, I probably would have emphasized >the internal dialogue a bit less. But I liked the story, all in all, so >I think it worked. > Ahah! Ever since Carol wrote that I've waited for someone to connect it to Burnout. One of my proofers did mount a strong campaign for Lois' scene to be severely curtailed and I did try to appease her - I think after serious reflection I excised one line. ;) But in the end I write primarily for myself, I don't believe in the Show Not Tell rule per se, (it clashes with my love to wallow )and so I decided after a deal of thought that I enjoyed that scene and everyone else would just have to either enjoy it too or skip it entirely if I was boring them. Their choice. And I'll confess I was just too darned lazy to write up Lois and Clark's afternoon at the racetrack rather than make it a flashback from Clark. Although on reflection that was probably a wise choise as it would have increased the page count dramatically if I had. >I would say my own *personal* burn out has more to do with the fact that >so many fics have explored Lois and Clark's insecurities through their >internal reflections and thoughts about each other and their pasts that >I've now found more enjoyment from stories which do other things -- >namely, more situational or action oriented stories (for lack of >something to call them). Either way, you can still explore L&C's >emotions for each other. But then what do we newbies do who haven't had the chance to explore in the way *we* want to? Should we ditch the plot ideas that occur to us because we must assume that everything has been done and no one will want to read a similar scenario again? What does that do to the 'only a half dozen plots in the world' theory? Can we continue to come up with radically different plots and situations that don't reflect scenarios already on the Archive and elsewhere? And if we can't will we see the fade out of LNC fanfic? OTOH I must admit that this is why I don't think the sequel to Burnout will ever fly unless I come up a dramatically original or almost original response from Lois, despite a few people wanting to see the revelation. It's passe. It's been done to death. What's new to say? We've surely seen every possible way that woman can react to knowing Clark's secret. At the very least I would have to hook it to an interesting Aplot and make the revelation not the focus of the story, I think. Ah well, a puzzle for a much later time. I have too many stories to get out before it. It's well down the queue. One thing I really did appreciate about >"Burnout" was the new venue they were placed in (a racing scene) and the >very novel and interesting ... um, background to their intimate >activities.... Although racing can be terribly sexy (for reasons I >won't explore on a PG list), I'd never quite "envisioned" using a sports >car in quite the way it was done here and now I'll never forget it. :D Gee, thanks! Was lucky that race car evolution is so rapid though and I could go back a few years to S1. Don't know that it would have been possible on the latest models. Fortunately, I was able to backtrack through my Autosport collection and pick up a really nice picture of the '93 Ferrari to inspire me. Talking of racing being sexy and going off at a tangent for just one sec, do you know that behavioural scientists have theorised that females watch Formula One in their droves because the racing drivers have the look and body shape of toddlers in their coveralls and helmets and it's our maternal instinct being switched on? Can't say it was ever my inspiration to be honest! > >P.S. To LabRat.... There's one thing missing from your story which I >really would have enjoyed.;) I'll tell you in private. Hmmmmm. Intriguing. I'll look forward to it, Sandy. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris > ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 04:17:20 EDT 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: OT :Looking for a fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-12 00:52:46 EDT, you write: << I was wondering if anyone knows the name of a fanfic where Lois was partnered with Claude and Clark was partnered with Lana Lang... They were going undercover as strippers for a story. >> OMG I have never heard of this one! This I gotta read! LOL! =) Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 04:27:40 EDT 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: I found out what i will be doing this summer! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everybody! Well I DEFINATELY KNOW what I will doing this summer!!! =) Besides working on MY first LnC fanfic.. hehehehe.. I will be READING both S5 and S6. I get so jealous that most of you out there have read all of these. Sometimes I get so lost.. so I have A LOT of catching up to do, but in the meantime it will be a whole lotta fun! =) Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 12:11:52 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nene Subject: R: Jar-El MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >I read and re-read and re-re-read THE HEIR and its two sequels today. TWO SEQUELS???? Where can I find them? Elena ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 06:36:40 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carms Calvag Subject: Re: OT :Looking for a fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit The fanfic you are looking for is called Purple Haze by Susan Vancott. It should be on the archive. ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 07:16:33 EDT 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: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 05/12/1999 2:07:55 AM Eastern Daylight Time, labrat@UKF.NET writes: << What does that do to the 'only a half dozen plots in the world' theory? Can we continue to come up with radically different plots and situations that don't reflect scenarios already on the Archive and elsewhere? >> "THere are no new stories; only new angles" --Laurie ;) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 07:31:38 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit LabRat wrote: > > S > P > O > I > L > E > R > > S > P > A > C > E > > >I would say my own *personal* burn out has more to do with the fact that > >so many fics have explored Lois and Clark's insecurities through their > >internal reflections and thoughts about each other and their pasts that > >I've now found more enjoyment from stories which do other things -- > >namely, more situational or action oriented stories (for lack of > >something to call them). Either way, you can still explore L&C's > >emotions for each other. > > But then what do we newbies do who haven't had the chance to explore in the > way *we* want to? Should we ditch the plot ideas that occur to us because we > must assume that everything has been done and no one will want to read a > similar scenario again? What does that do to the 'only a half dozen plots in > the world' theory? Can we continue to come up with radically different plots > and situations that don't reflect scenarios already on the Archive and > elsewhere? And if we can't will we see the fade out of LNC fanfic? I have to get ready for work so I don't really have the time to answer in the way I'd like right now. But, I wanted to make one point in answer to *your* point about "what do we newbies do?" Well, that is why I very clearly and carefully said that this is my *own, personal* burn out. Just because I prefer to read a different type of story now doesn't mean everyone does. I'm sure there will be posts which will say the exact opposite of what I have *and,* as there are newbie writers, there are also newbie readers who won't have read as much L&C fanfic as some others have. Even people who have been around a while haven't read all the different story premises and authors; for instance, only this past year did I have an opportunity to read Jeagan's work since I was never on AOL. She was a very nice discovery. Really enjoyed her stories. The bottom line is I did read Burnout all the way, skipping nothing. But, I must agree with your proofer. I think I would have liked to have seen more interaction between L&C rather than paragraph after paragraph of internal thoughts about their hesitancies and fears. And, I enjoyed the scenes toward the end where L&C actually talked out their previous federal disasters or lack of them, especially "seeing" the other's responses to their partner's insecurities. > OTOH I must admit that this is why I don't think the sequel to Burnout will > ever fly unless I come up a dramatically original or almost original > response from Lois, despite a few people wanting to see the revelation. It's > passe. It's been done to death. What's new to say? We've surely seen every > possible way that woman can react to knowing Clark's secret. At the very > least I would have to hook it to an interesting Aplot and make the > revelation not the focus of the story, I think. Ah well, a puzzle for a much > later time. I have too many stories to get out before it. It's well down the > queue. Oh, please don't *not* write the revelation. That's one thing which few people get tired of, paraphrasing H.G. Wells, (especially since they robbed us of witnessing Lois' first reaction in the TV show.) However, your thoughts are going in the right direction. Your "mission," and >from everything I know I think you can do it, Mr. Phelps, is to throw something new and interesting into your revelation story. After all, you did a great job of making L&C's "encounter" a very unique and fun experience, and how many times has *that* been written! Oops!... Gotta run or I'm going to have to go to work heavily doused in perfume. Sandy smdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 08:26:13 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hazel wrote: > As to outside influences other than the show affecting your writing -- > unless you live in a plastic bubble and have only watched Lois and Clark > videos all your life, your writing is going to be influenced by something > else. You can't help it. Everything you see or hear about sinks into your > brain. I couldn't agree with your post more, Hazel. It's hard not to agree. How can one do *anything* without being influenced by other people and things -- even if it's a "negative" influence, i.e., I will *not* do things a certain way or follow a certain example -- and I don't mean the word, negative, pejoratively either. > I know there are authors like Margaret (small wave again, and yes I'll > reply to your e-mail eventually...) who avoid reading fanfic that's of the > same genre as their current project, simply because s/he doesn't want to > accidently incorporate someone else's ideas into their own. Well, if this is so, then Margaret's choice sort of falls in the category above: I will ensure I'm not influenced by others by not reading any similar work until I've completed my own. I usually handle this problem in the opposite way, although it makes me very nervous when I do. I tend to purposely read stories with similar premises to make sure I don't copy them. (For instance, I read Margaret's "The Rules" to make sure my Jonny Kent wasn't too much like her young Clark Kent, or at least, that the situations they got into weren't the same. I also read Susan Stone's "Laney and the Giant Killers" for the same reason.) As a matter of fact, similar scenes or premises written by others usually challenge me to try and put a different spin on something -- It certainly helped me with a scene from "Something's Missing," when I read a scene very similar to one I had written and scrambled mightily to change my own. Frankly, I thought the change was a great improvement over my original idea so I thanked that other person. Probably thought I was screwy. > Praps a better question would be this: How many fanfic authors can point to > a "hook," other than the show or a specific ep, that led them to write a > story? *That* question could concievably be answered in a reply several > times shorter than this one. :) > Hazel Not necessarily. I don't think there's ever been an "outside" influence (other than my competitive nature and other character traits) which led me to write a story. However, I've certainly incorporated themes and influences from movies, novels, and personal experiences. But, they came in after I decided what I wanted to do. They informed me more on *how* I would tell the story -- either the theme, the tone, or the interpretation of a character -- rather than told me what I would write. Since I've spoken a good deal about my other stories in the past, I'll focus on "Little Man, Super" and pull out a couple of examples. In LM,S, I started out wanting to create an eccentric old lady but then she (Mrs. Hertzburg/Mrs. Wicca) morphed into someone a little more "special." And, before you know it, the character became increasingly off the wall and a little forbidding. Eventually, I found myself focusing in and modelling her after a mix of Hermione Gingold's character, Mrs. DePass, and Elsa Lancaster's character, Queenie, in "Bell, Book, and Candle." That was the interpretation I gave to her and the tone I wanted to get across in her scenes. (Even though "Bell, Book, and Candle" is a "B" movie, I've always liked it and especially these two characters.) However, using these characters as models or anything about "B,B,&C" was not in my mind before I started the story. Secondly, the scene in which Jonny pushes a strange, inebriated woman in a wheelchair to an unknown destination actually happened to me. (No, *I* wasn't seven years old nor was I the inebriated woman either.) I wanted to have Jonny interact with eccentric, city folk, especially people of whom grown-ups would be naturally suspicious. My own experience popped right into my head as something both "typical" big city and yet bizarre -- which is, no doubt, the same thing. Anyway, it worked wonders, and the character (Hilda Creem) took on a much bigger role than I thought she would. She added not only her own character but character, *period,* to the story. At least, IMO. Sandy smcdermin@erols.com http://www.erols.com/nightsky/Sandy/ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 08:46:30 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Lori McElhaney Subject: Re: Do we have a chemist in the house MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I'm a little behind in reading my mail, but in case you still need some info, I'm a chemist, and I'd be glad to help. If you're looking for some devious villian type acids, I do have a suggestion. We use a lot of HF (hydrofluoric acid) where I work. It can be dangerous because it doesn't burn or sting on contact with your skin, so you can get some on you and not realize it. However, later it will start burning, and rinsing with water won't help, you have to neutralize it with a special compound. It's a "calcium seeker" and will try to burn down to the bone. Usually most acids will cause more damage/react more quickly with the skin (or anything else) if they're heated. While most items of clothing can be washed and reworn after exposure to acids, leather items (like shoes or belts) can retain acids after being rinsed and then burn you again when you try to rewear them. Anyway, if you have any specific questions, feel free to email me - Lori In a message dated 5/10/99 12:29:59 PM Central Daylight Time, sharper@CNCC.CC.CO.US writes: << Hi, guys, I'm looking for some information on acids and their properties, including how they smell. >> ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 15:04:33 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >Sandy wrote: >> >> S >> P >> O >> I >> L >> E >> R >> >> S >> P >> A >> C >> E >> >> But then what do we newbies do who haven't had the chance to explore in the >> way *we* want to? Should we ditch the plot ideas that occur to us because we >> must assume that everything has been done and no one will want to read a >> similar scenario again? What does that do to the 'only a half dozen plots in >> the world' theory? Can we continue to come up with radically different plots >> and situations that don't reflect scenarios already on the Archive and >> elsewhere? And if we can't will we see the fade out of LNC fanfic? > >I have to get ready for work so I don't really have the time to answer >in the way I'd like right now. But, I wanted to make one point in >answer to *your* point about "what do we newbies do?" > >Well, that is why I very clearly and carefully said that this is my >*own, personal* burn out. Just because I prefer to read a different >type of story now doesn't mean everyone does. Oh, I realise that, Sandy. I wasn't making an argumentative point, simply musing aloud on an interesting point you made - and one which has, in fact, occasionally flitted through my own mind in the past. Obviously not entirely clearly. The hazards of dashing off email in the early hours of the morning just out of bed and through a flu haze there. No, I was just wondering what the solution is to what is a problem. No doubt about it. How do we manage to maintain some degree of freshness in our fanfic without treading on the toes of those who have gone before? In one way, of course, it makes no difference. I've said in the past, give 20 writers the same plot and they'll produce 20 different stories. But at another level the available material is finite and new angles aren't always enough to produce originality. Revelation stories are perhaps the best example to that. There are a finite number of ways that Lois can react to the news and most of them have been covered over and over already. By co-incidence, I had a message in my mailbox this morning from someone who said she would like to see a sequel to Spice - a Christmas story. And that, to be honest, is one that I've already ditched for precisely this reason. Long before I started writing LNC fanfic, when stories were still just daydreams in my head conjured up for my own personal amusement, I had a whole story written set the morning after SG, which included a lengthy stretch of Lois spending Christmas in Smallville with Clark and his parents. It might well have made it onto paper....except that I found the Fanfic Archive shortly thereafter and discovered too many people had done it before me. Specifically, Jennifer Baker, whose wonderfully waffy Christmas fanfic - the title of which escapes me - contained much of the same elements. And someone else - The Gorn? - who covered my idea of a snowball fight far better than I ever could have besides. >The bottom line is I did read Burnout all the way, skipping nothing. >But, I must agree with your proofer. I think I would have liked to have >seen more interaction between L&C rather than paragraph after paragraph >of internal thoughts about their hesitancies and fears. And, I enjoyed >the scenes toward the end where L&C actually talked out their previous >federal disasters or lack of them, especially "seeing" the other's >responses to their partner's insecurities. And one man - or woman's - lack of interaction is another's personal favorite narrative of course. I was, to be honest, expecting near enough a 50/50 split on feedback on that one, but to my surprise these very passages have been almost universally quoted as the favorite of most everyone who's been kind enough to take the time and trouble to send me their comments. Which *has* surprised me greatly. I truly think that the only adage a writer can adhere to with any degree of consistency is that you can't please all of the people all of the time. You simply have to write for yourself first, put down on the page what you want to see and enjoy and if you're fortunate and others like it too then that's a bonus. > >> OTOH I must admit that this is why I don't think the sequel to Burnout will >> ever fly unless I come up a dramatically original or almost original >> response from Lois, despite a few people wanting to see the revelation. It's >> passe. It's been done to death. What's new to say? We've surely seen every >> possible way that woman can react to knowing Clark's secret. At the very >> least I would have to hook it to an interesting Aplot and make the >> revelation not the focus of the story, I think. Ah well, a puzzle for a much >> later time. I have too many stories to get out before it. It's well down the >> queue. > >Oh, please don't *not* write the revelation. That's one thing which few >people get tired of, paraphrasing H.G. Wells, (especially since they >robbed us of witnessing Lois' first reaction in the TV show.) However, >your thoughts are going in the right direction. Your "mission," and >>from everything I know I think you can do it, Mr. Phelps, is to throw >something new and interesting into your revelation story. After all, >you did a great job of making L&C's "encounter" a very unique and fun >experience, and how many times has *that* been written! Ah, yes, but as I failed to make clear - revelations are currently *my* personal burnout. As soon as I see one hoving into view in a fanfic my brain shuts down. Which isn't the best of platforms to launch a story from. If the writer is bored of the concept before she starts, she can hardly expect anything other than boredom from the reader. But as I say, I've a lot of material to get done and dusted before I make it to that outline anyway - perhaps by then I'll have avoided revelations long enough to have found something charming and original in them again. Good point about the nfic though - and thanks for the high praise btw!. Something to consider there. > LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 10:23:31 -0500 Reply-To: alyssam@earthlink.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alyssa Mondelli Organization: Deceive, Inveigle, & Obfuscate, Attorneys-at-Law Subject: Re: S6 Deprivation MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Rachel TenHaaf wrote: > >I'm suffering serious deprivation here! Can anyone - Kathy? Alyssa? - > >tell me when the S6 website is going to be updated to show Sheila's > >episode? > I was wondering that same thing... *sigh* Okay, guys, this is my fault. There were S6 e-mails flying back and forth about air dates changing and Sheila maybe making her two-parter a trilogy, and somewhere in all that I got the idea that "Turn Around" had been pushed back a week. Since I only get to check my e-mail once or twice a week now, I didn't realize my mistake until today. (Ask me about my job. I love it, but it is taking *all* my time - and with the little I have left, I sleep and work on wedding plans.) So, I will try to get the episode up after work, probably by midnight tonight. Apologies to Sheila, Kathy, and the readers. ==Alyssa in St. Paul== (alyssam@earthlink.net) Webmistress, Tempus Expeditions - http://tempus.simplenet.com "Two candles, always separate, but living always in each other's light." --Orson Scott Card, _The Abyss_ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 09:07:22 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rachel TenHaaf Subject: Re: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; >From: LabRat >S >P >O >I >L >E >R > >S >P >A >C >E > >Sandy wrote: > > > >"Show not tell" is a useful "rule" I picked up from a writing list after > >it was drummed into my head a few thousand times. Of course, it's not > >always the best route to take. For instance, LabRat's story "Burnout" > >has a high degree of narrative and reflection but that's required > >because the story is an exploration of the two characters thoughts and > >feelings for each other. I must admit, I probably would have emphasized > >the internal dialogue a bit less. But I liked the story, all in all, so > >I think it worked. > > >Ahah! Ever since Carol wrote that I've waited for someone to connect it to >Burnout. One of my proofers did mount a strong campaign for Lois' >scene >to be severely curtailed and I did try to appease her - I think after >serious reflection I excised one line. ;) But in the end I write primarily >for myself, I don't believe in the Show Not Tell rule per se, (it clashes >with my love to wallow )and so I decided after a deal of thought that I >enjoyed that scene and everyone else would just have to either enjoy it too >or skip it entirely if I was boring them. Their choice. And I'll >confess >I was just too darned lazy to write up Lois and Clark's afternoon at the >racetrack rather than make it a flashback from Clark. Although on >reflection >that was probably a wise choise as it would have increased the page count >dramatically if I had. > Well, I felt led (don't ask me by whom) to answer this. I guess I'm in the minority around here. I write in RL as well, and I've heard the 'show don't tell' thing all teh time. I agree with it to a certain extent, but only to that extent. Sometimes it's just not possible to *show* something without, as you said, using up twice as much space. I, for one, don't mind so much when people say what people are thinking. I enjoy the introspection. I'm not a great writer, though, so I guess that's why I never will be :) And as for 'Burnout' I can't say I ever felt that it should have been shown versus told. Just MHO, though. Rachel rae@usXchange.net _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 11:14:57 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Mr. D8a" Subject: Re: Jar-El MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" >From MR. D8A's work email Jor-El was a member of the Science Council on Krypton in the comics. The concept of ruling families is a total departure from the comics. MR. D8A A.K.A. James Life is beautiful no matter how much thrown at you. Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path. Please visit and explore my house at: http://www.geocities.com/area51/starship/7859 mailto:mr_d8a@yahoo.com -----Original Message----- From: Carms Calvag [mailto:MSRFOLC007@AOL.COM] Sent: Tuesday, May 11, 1999 8:00 PM To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Subject: Re: Jar-El I've never seen the royalty thing in the comic books but it's been a while since I read one ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 12:59:41 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: PJ Piasecki Subject: Re: R: Jar-El MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/12/99 4:33:08 AM CST, lanene@TIN.IT writes: << >I read and re-read and re-re-read THE HEIR and its two sequels today. TWO SEQUELS???? Where can I find them? >> The Heir: Return is the original story written by me. Peace and I co-wrote the sequel, The Heir: Healing. Just before Healing came out, Peace and some of the RR group wrote a possible continuation of Return. Their version is very waffy and light, while Healing is very dark. Peace and I have discussed a third story, tentatively titled The Heir: Triad, but with everything that is going on right now, it probably won't ever be written. Sigh. Would have been a good story though. Piper ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 13:05:42 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Hazel Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hazel wrote: >> As to outside influences other than the show affecting your writing -- >> unless you live in a plastic bubble and have only watched Lois and Clark >> videos all your life, your writing is going to be influenced by something >> else. You can't help it. Everything you see or hear about sinks into your >> brain. And Sandy wrote: >I couldn't agree with your post more, Hazel. It's hard not to agree. >How can one do *anything* without being influenced by other people and >things -- even if it's a "negative" influence, i.e., I will *not* do >things a certain way or follow a certain example -- and I don't mean the >word, negative, pejoratively either. > >> I know there are authors like Margaret (small wave again, and yes I'll >> reply to your e-mail eventually...) who avoid reading fanfic that's of the >> same genre as their current project, simply because s/he doesn't want to >> accidently incorporate someone else's ideas into their own. > >Well, if this is so, then Margaret's choice sort of falls in the >category above: I will ensure I'm not influenced by others by not >reading any similar work until I've completed my own. Okay, Sandy, this is where I disagree with you. Even though you temporize it with "sort of," I think there's a major misconception here. Yes, it is unquestionably true that everything we read affects us, whether it's positively or adversely, whether it's "I'd like to do things that way" or "now *there's* something to avoid!" That doesn't mean, though, that I *have* to read everything out there. Margaret's choice (and Labrat's too, apparently) is just that: a choice. This doesn't place them in the bubble, as they are influenced by plenty of other things in their everyday lives. (RL? What's that?) They simply choose to avoid to be affected by something they would rather came straight from themselves. Can they claim that they invented the storyline from scratch, without any kind of outside influence? Of course not. All they are doing is choosing to avoid *one* source of influence, one that they fear might affect them adversely or positively, or maybe both. We can all choose *what* sources to have as influences. The books you read, the shows you watch, the places you go, the things you see -- some of what you might *not* have wanted to witness might slip between the cracks, but you are more or less going to be influenced by what you *choose* as your source of influences. We can't claim not to be a product of what we see and hear, but we *can* claim the right to censor the influences that make us uniquely ourselves. ::lecture mode off now:: Hazel ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 19:51:57 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Rachel wrote: >>S >>P >>O >>I >>L >>E >>R >> >>S >>P >>A >>C >>E >> >Well, I felt led (don't ask me by whom) to answer this. I guess I'm in the >minority around here. Not if my mailbox is anything to go by, Rachel. I write in RL as well, and I've heard the 'show don't >tell' thing all teh time. I agree with it to a certain extent, but only to >that extent. Sometimes it's just not possible to *show* something without, >as you said, using up twice as much space. I, for one, don't mind so much >when people say what people are thinking. I enjoy the introspection. I'm not >a great writer, though, so I guess that's why I never will be :) And as for >'Burnout' I can't say I ever felt that it should have been shown versus >told. Just MHO, though. > Thank you, Rachel. I'm still not certain that I've managed to get my own pov across on this - maybe I should just stop posting until I get the overdose of Strepsils out of my system and become more coherent , so please bear with me. I'm not at all in contention with Sandy's pov regarding the introspective narrative in Burnout. I agreed with my proofer - and with Sandy - Lois' scene is very long. Perhaps too long. But my point of view is that I enjoyed it, so it stayed in. That's the only criteria I can make when writing. If I like it it's in. Grammar, punctuation, writing technique, accepted standard rules and regulations - it all comes a poor second to whether I think it's right for the moment in the story, I'm afraid. Appalling, I know. But it's the only way I know. Which is why I rely on my wonderful proofers to drag me kicking and screaming into line with the rest of the world once in a while before I annoy too many people with six dot ellipses. ;) I didn't actually *expect* anyone else to like it or agree with me that it should have made the grade - and it's been a huge surprise how many have, not to mention gratifying . I did expect to get a deal more negative feedback on the subject than I have done so far. That isn't a request, you guys. Oh all right, if you feel the need to write and tell me you hated it and balance the books, that's fine by me. But I'll just give you the same answer I have here, be warned! Which all points to my main point. Each to their own. You can't second guess what's going to be a hit or a miss. All you can do is follow what works for you and hope for the best. Which is where I have to disagree with you slightly, Rachel. Don't consider yourself any less a good writer because you follow your own style. Like all of us, you're an individual. And that individuality is the most precious asset any writer has. Celebrate it. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 17:23:04 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Subject: OT: L&C Music Videos Comments: To: DaniPayson@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay, so they're not fanfic, but they're creative fan outlets all the same, so I don't feel too guilty discussing music videos here. I haven't seen very many of them, I'll admit (I usually don't want to take the time required to download those .rm or .avi files) but I was fooling around last night while chatting on IRC and found a *great* video, which I had to recommend to y'all, hence this post. Dani (Andrea) did a video to Faith Hill singing "This Kiss" which was fantastic. She used a lot of fun clips and the way the clips matched the music was inspired. For instance, the first verse talks about a bad relationship: "Hello ... oh no ... goodbye". The first clip showed Lois opening the door to Clark in Lucky Leon, before their date. Then the scene switches and she's closing the door on Clark *after* the date... The rest of the song was done with equal cleverness, and I enjoyed it immensely. I've watched it at least 10 times since last night, and I've hummed the song all day long. Emotionally, it was like reading a really good WAFFy fanfic. Excellent work, Dani, thank you for sharing it! You can find Dani's collection of Real Media (.rm) files at (she also has a truly remarkable collection of screen captures) and I think I remember that there are other collections elsewhere, too (hint, hint -- speak up, videographers!). Like I said, I haven't seen very many of these videos (yet!) but I'm looking forward to finding them -- maybe they're all this great :-) (Dani, I'm not sure if you're on the fanfic list, so I'm copying this to you -- apologies if you get it twice) -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | *note new address* ------------------------------------------------------- "I heard about Superman at the UN. I don't mind him wanting to take over the world, really, but he sounded a little ... well ... nuts." --Dr. Klein, "Blast from the Past", IRC Round Robin ------------------------------------------------------- http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/jernigan/folc.html Updated 4/30/99 with pictures of my new baby daughter :-) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 17:37:02 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/12/99 4:27:56 PM Central Daylight Time, jernigan@BELLSOUTH.NET writes: << Dani (Andrea) did a video to Faith Hill singing "This Kiss" which was fantastic. She used a lot of fun clips and the way the clips matched the music was inspired. For instance, the first verse talks about a bad relationship: "Hello ... oh no ... goodbye". >> This I *definitely* agree with. Andrea (Dani) and Anne (Ciotola) allowed me to put their videos up at my site, and they're amazing, they *truly* are. I'm also working on uploading Corrine's video version of the Kiss list ;) http://acreativetouch.simplenet.com/zoomway/avi/LnC_music_videos.htm These files are best viewed using the latest version of Real Player. If you don't have it, there's a link on the video page where you can get it. It's free ;) Zoomway@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 18:03:23 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: <37387B81.515ECE09@ra.msstate.edu> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" >Carolyn Schnall wrote: >> I think it is really dandy that we now have myth within a legend or is > >>it a science fiction within a fantasy or is that a fib within a lie or > >>a tall story within a taller one.... > >It's what my Classical Mythology professor would call the Chinese box >technique: a story within a story within a story. Gee, I had no idea I was spouting Classic Mythological studies:) I listened to the cd of the Time Machine by H.G. Wells, as produced by Leonard Nimoy and John DeLancie, in the form of a radio play, and it was wonderful. I highly recommend their stuff. Thanks, Carolyn cschnall@mail.med.cornell.edu ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 18:03:34 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Stephani E. VanWert" Subject: Re: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Are there any L&C music videos that they still play on the GAC channel? ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 15:28:18 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Charlotte Martin Subject: The Heir and other Fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii > Peace and I have discussed > a third story, tentatively titled The Heir: Triad, > but with everything that > is going on right now, it probably won't ever be > written. > > Sigh. Would have been a good story though. > > Piper I hope that's not so. :( The Heir:Return and Healing have been at the top of my favorite readings(and yes, rereadings) and I would love to see the third. The quality of our fanfic writers amazes me still. My biggest problem is finding the time to try to keep up with all of them. I mean what is it with this real life that puts up all these obstacles to the important stuff like Lois and Clark? My work has suffered this past week because of the fantastic works from LabRat,Pam, and Zoom but sometimes priorities have to be rearranged. I still have some others I haven't gotten to yet but I'll get there.It's good for what ails me. My thanks to all of you. Keep those stories coming---they are much appreciated! Charlotte ThreeD charm3d@yahoo.com _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Free instant messaging and more at http://messenger.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 23:30:03 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: The Heir and other Fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Charlotte wrote: >The quality of our fanfic writers amazes me still. My >biggest problem is finding the time to try to keep up >with all of them. I mean what is it with this real >life that puts up all these obstacles to the important >stuff like Lois and Clark? My work has suffered this >past week because of the fantastic works from >LabRat,Pam, and Zoom but sometimes priorities have to >be rearranged. I still have some others I haven't >gotten to yet but I'll get there.It's good for what >ails me. > >My thanks to all of you. Keep those stories >coming---they are much appreciated! > As are those who read our efforts, Charlotte. Thank you and I'm glad you enjoyed. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "When I hear someone sigh, "Life is hard," I'm always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?" - Sydney J. Harris >ThreeD >charm3d@yahoo.com >_________________________________________________________ >Do You Yahoo!? >Free instant messaging and more at http://messenger.yahoo.com > ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 19:06:08 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > Hazel wrote: > >> As to outside influences other than the show affecting your writing -- > >> unless you live in a plastic bubble and have only watched Lois and Clark > >> videos all your life, your writing is going to be influenced by something > >> else. You can't help it. Everything you see or hear about sinks into your > >> brain. > > And Sandy wrote: > >I couldn't agree with your post more, Hazel. It's hard not to agree. > >How can one do *anything* without being influenced by other people and > >things -- even if it's a "negative" influence, i.e., I will *not* do > >things a certain way or follow a certain example -- and I don't mean the > >word, negative, pejoratively either. > > > >> I know there are authors like Margaret (small wave again, and yes I'll > >> reply to your e-mail eventually...) who avoid reading fanfic that's of the > >> same genre as their current project, simply because s/he doesn't want to > >> accidently incorporate someone else's ideas into their own. > > > >Well, if this is so, then Margaret's choice sort of falls in the > >category above: I will ensure I'm not influenced by others by not > >reading any similar work until I've completed my own. > > Okay, Sandy, this is where I disagree with you. Even though you temporize > it with "sort of," I think there's a major misconception here. > > Yes, it is unquestionably true that everything we read affects us, whether > it's positively or adversely, whether it's "I'd like to do things that way" > or "now *there's* something to avoid!" > That doesn't mean, though, that I *have* to read everything out there. > Margaret's choice (and Labrat's too, apparently) is just that: a choice. > This doesn't place them in the bubble, as they are influenced by plenty of > other things in their everyday lives. (RL? What's that?) They simply choose > to avoid to be affected by something they would rather came straight from > themselves. > > Can they claim that they invented the storyline from scratch, without any > kind of outside influence? Of course not. All they are doing is choosing to > avoid *one* source of influence, one that they fear might affect them > adversely or positively, or maybe both. > ::lecture mode off now:: > Hazel :: wine-induced buzz on now :: Um ... since this is what I think I said, if not in your exact words than in mine, I'm not sure where the disagreement lies. I think we're on the same page here, Hazel. ******* On another topic, Piper said: >Peace and I have discussed a third story, tentatively titled The Heir: >Triad, but with everything that is going on right now, it probably won't >ever be written. >Sigh. Would have been a good story though. I think so too. I'm sorry you're not going to continue with your series of stories. Sandy -- speaking of outside influences.... Cheers! smcdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 14 Dec 1998 18:13:53 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Mandy Crustner Subject: Re: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Pam wrote: > Okay, so they're not fanfic, but they're creative fan outlets all the > same, so I don't feel too guilty discussing music videos here. I > haven't seen very many of them, I'll admit (I usually don't want to take > the time required to download those .rm or .avi files) but I was fooling > around last night while chatting on IRC and found a *great* video, which > I had to recommend to y'all, hence this post. > You can find Dani's collection of Real Media (.rm) files at > (she also has a truly > remarkable collection of screen captures) and I think I remember that > there are other collections elsewhere, too (hint, hint -- speak up, > videographers!). Like I said, I haven't seen very many of these videos > (yet!) but I'm looking forward to finding them -- maybe they're all this > great :-) I just have to pipe up and say that Andrea's videos (and all the LnC music videos I've found for that matter) aren't just fun to watch and extremely WAFFy, they're also *very* inspirational. By that I mean, I've been having a difficult time coming up with a subtitle for the fanfic I've been working on and I also needed a good WAFFy scene near the end of this story, and watching Andrea's video "No Place That Far" has cured numerous bouts of writer's block and also inspired me in the scene I was having trouble with. I don't usually have the time in mid-brain warp to dig out my LnC tapes and find something 'WAFFy' to get me through the brick walls I hit in fanfic, but watching Andrea's videos cures it! :) So, to all you fanfic author's that have writer's block, you oughta try watching one, it's definitely the cure for what ails ya! :) Mandy Ramble-mode off . . . now, back to the story! :) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 16:25:44 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol Figueroa Subject: Re: NEW FANFIC: BLAST FROM THE PAST: PART I FIELD TRIP part 4 of 4 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hello Mikki, I call you as a former Hawaii local. My name is Carol and I lived on Oahu for 25 Years and was born there. I have been a FoLC for a long time, have all the episodes on tape and watch them frequently and read as much fanfic as I can get. Maybe its in the water. I now live in Wash state . But when I saw Mahalo I had to at least say hi. Hope to see more of your posts. Aloha Carol -----Original Message----- From: Mikki Uyehara To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Date: Friday, April 23, 1999 7:54 AM Subject: Re: NEW FANFIC: BLAST FROM THE PAST: PART I FIELD TRIP part 4 of 4 >Greetings and Aloha All, > >Ahhhhhhhh, a glass of wine, a loaf of bread, and a new fanfic. Does it get >any better than this? ( Oh yeah, there is also the video's, the books, and >of course you wonderful Folc's out there:O) > >Mahalo nui loa >Maeve, the kids and the cats ( sighing contentedly over all of her L&C >stuff, and feeling all is right with the world, okay, well at least in this >particular portion of the time space continuum) > ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 20:24:03 +0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: ghettoqueen Subject: Re: R: Jar-El MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Can please tell me where to find The Heir? ----- Original Message ----- From: PJ Piasecki To: Sent: Wednesday, May 12, 1999 4:59 PM Subject: Re: R: Jar-El > In a message dated 5/12/99 4:33:08 AM CST, lanene@TIN.IT writes: > > << >I read and re-read and re-re-read THE HEIR and its two sequels today. > > > TWO SEQUELS???? Where can I find them? > >> > > The Heir: Return is the original story written by me. Peace and I co-wrote > the sequel, The Heir: Healing. Just before Healing came out, Peace and some > of the RR group wrote a possible continuation of Return. Their version is > very waffy and light, while Healing is very dark. Peace and I have discussed > a third story, tentatively titled The Heir: Triad, but with everything that > is going on right now, it probably won't ever be written. > > Sigh. Would have been a good story though. > > Piper > ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 19:53:41 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pat Subject: Re: R: Jar-El MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Piper wrote: > Peace and I have discussed >a third story, tentatively titled The Heir: Triad, but with everything that >is going on right now, it probably won't ever be written. > >Sigh. Would have been a good story though. Not a good story, Piper, a *great* story, if it was even half as good as parts one and two :) Pat peabody@mcs.com pattijean@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 21:07:42 EDT 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: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Yayyy, let's hear it for Andrea's videos! I've heard great things about them. Now if only my computer would let me view them! :p I know that those kind of videos take a LOT of work, that's even more reason to appreciate them (besides the fact that they're cool and are L&C-related) Molly ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 18:19:50 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Audrey Rempel Subject: Re: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Ooh, I need to second this. I just got my home computer hooked up, and I can finally download these videos! Oh what fun! I started with Too Sexy. Yowza! Thanks for your hard work Andrea! Audrey --- No Name Available wrote: > Yayyy, let's hear it for Andrea's videos! I've > heard great things about > them. Now if only my computer would let me view > them! :p I know that those > kind of videos take a LOT of work, that's even more > reason to appreciate them > (besides the fact that they're cool and are > L&C-related) > > Molly > _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Free instant messaging and more at http://messenger.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 18:20:39 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sue Modolo Subject: THE HEIR Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; format=flowed; Peace and Piper, all your fans, like me, can patiently wait for another story from you. I have been writing A TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE HEART for months now. I have two ideas for a third story in the THE HEIR - (A) Jon-El, Kal-El's and Zara's son comes to earth, at about 20 years of age, looking for his father (2) Lois and Clark get married the next day after the end of THE HEIR; THE HEALING Sue ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 21:26:16 -0400 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: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 10:57 PM 5/11/1999 EDT, Laurie wrote: >In a message dated 05/11/1999 5:31:32 PM Eastern Daylight Time, >brignell@CAPITALNET.COM writes: ><< You mean you haven't done that already? I could have sworn I kept > repeating the same mistakes over, and over, and over, and.... >> >Well, here's your handy dandy proofer volunteering once again to edit out >those mistakes over and over and over and.... Ah, would you believe--soon? Margaret Soon is so relative, don't you think? %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Margaret Brignell brignell@capitalnet.com Ottawa, Canada ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 22 Apr 1999 11:21:47 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rachel TenHaaf Subject: New Fanfic: Relative Anonymity 3/6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 22:03:10 EDT 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: NEW FANFIC: BLAST FROM THE PAST: PART I FIELD TRIP part 4 of 4 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 99-05-12 19:26:20 EDT, you write: << I now live in Wash state >> I live in Washington state too. I was born here and i have never been to Hawaii and i want to go REALLY BAD!!! LOL Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 21:18:52 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sheila Harper Subject: Re: Do we have a chemist in the house Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Thanks so much for all the help everyone so willingly offered. FoLCs are really great people, and the various comments and suggestions I received helped me decide how to handle the plot point I was struggling with. Besides, I identified 3 chemists in the group, so I know exactly who to ask next time! Thanks again, Sheila sharper@cncc.cc.co.us ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 21:30:50 -0500 Reply-To: mfwillia@flash.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: WILLIAMS Organization: THE SKYWATCHER Subject: Re: Reading off the monitor (was Re: So many stories, so little time ) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I am way behind on my mail. > >>I eventually tire of reading off the monitor. Anyone else have this > >>problem? I like to read the *printed* word. >I agree that reading off of > a monitor is a pain in the neck, literally. I I was buying fanzines and putting the covers in drop in clear plastic document protectors. Then i would take my fingernail scissors and cut out the little holes were the combs go through so I could put them back together. I started punching bunches of protectors at a time at my Office Depot. My husband took pitty on me and bought me the binding machine (which punches holes too) and I buy combs replacing the too small combs that usually come in fanzines with bigger ones. When I discovered LnC, 5 file cabinets of Star Trek, Star Wars, and etc., later, I began printing them out, but I had run out of space for file cabinets even in the garage. So I went to 3-ring binders and got out my old 3-hole punch; then I got smart and bought prepunched paper. The binders seemed more practical as it made it easier to add onto the B5 continuing series. However LnC produces more literature than B5 or B&B and is really running me out of space. Finally I began filling up my paper boxes with the printouts which had about taken over the bathroom and decided I didn't have enough house for more printouts. I have been reading mostly on the screen; when I feel bad, I get out one of the books and read in bed. My new goal is to get a protable computer with some kind of alarm to keep me from walking off and leaving it someplace (my husband is ready to bet me I loose it the first time it goes out of the house) so I can put a disk in it and take it with me everywhere I go just like my paperbacks. Two bookworms (both collectors) can live in a 3 bedroom house and hardly have room to turn around. Believe me I had to be despirate [spelling] to stop printing out. Jacqueline ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 12 May 1999 22:57:50 EDT 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: Do we have a chemist in the house MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 05/12/1999 10:19:06 PM Eastern Daylight Time, sharper@CNCC.CC.CO.US writes: << FoLCs are really great people, and the various comments and suggestions I received helped me decide how to handle the plot point I was struggling with. >> And the ep of ER that was on TNT tonight dealt with a case of hydroflouric acid! So from the answers Sheila got to her question, i knew what they were going to say!! But it sure made me wonder what exactly Sheila has in mind! Guess I'll have to wait to find out. --Laurie (the Ord one) ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 08:06:31 EDT 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: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/12/99 9:19:52 PM Eastern Daylight Time, audo65@YAHOO.COM writes: << I started with Too Sexy. Yowza! Thanks for your hard work Andrea! >> I'll take that as a compliment for me ;) Yours truely did I'm Too sexy with a little help from Mackteach. You can also find the rest of our videos at: http://www.simplyorganized.simplenet.com/annesplace.htm Thanks Anne ;) ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 08:32:36 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Khyati Y Joshi Subject: Help and thanks In-Reply-To: MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT Sorry to clog up everyone's mailbox, but I am leaving the country for two months and need to unsubscribe from the listserv. Can someone email me how to do that. I have tried a couple of different things and none of them are working. I want to let all the Fanfic writers know how much I have enjoyed reading all the fanfics. I stumbled upon the sight after TNT changed the schedule, from showing "Lois and Clark" daily to wekekly :-( Reading the fanfics were time I took away from my work for my Dissertation. So thanks again, Khyati ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 10:54:12 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: PJ Piasecki Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/12/99 4:03:40 PM CST, cschnall@MAIL.MED.CORNELL.EDU writes: << I listened to the cd of the Time Machine by H.G. Wells, as produced by Leonard Nimoy and John DeLancie, in the form of a radio play, and it was wonderful. I highly recommend their stuff. >> Carolyn, where did you get this cd? What else do they have available? I heard parts of a couple of their plays one night, starring several other Trek stars, and LOVED them. Piper ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 11:27:26 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Genine Murray Subject: Re: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey FoLCs! Okay, I have a question about the music videos. Most of them I've found are in a format which you need to use Real Player or something similar to view. I'm sure I'm not the only one with this problem, but my dumb computer is too slow/old and Real Player will not work on it. :( Believe me, I've tried EVERYTHING to get it to work, but all of my frustrated efforts have been in vain. So, I am not able to view these videos, which I know are wonderful because I've seen some of them before when they were still in AVI format ... ah the good old days. To the point, my question is ... is there any way that these videos (or ANY videos for that matter ... anything to get a music video fix!) can be obtained in AVI format still?? I know that Andrea used to have most of her's available as AVI's but then she took those down. That was a very depressing day for me. :( As always, any help/info is greatly appreciated! Take care FoLCs! :-) Genine SuperGem4@aol.com GMurray122@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 11:50:54 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: PJ Piasecki Subject: Re: R: Jar-El MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/12/99 6:26:23 PM CST, ghettoqueen@CWIX.COM writes: << Can please tell me where to find The Heir? >> The Heir: Return is posted at the LnC archives. Piper ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 12:30:49 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Audrey Rempel Subject: Re: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Oops, sorry Anne! I was downloading in a frenzy last night, and by the time I was emailing, I couldn't remember what came from where! This computer is going to be very bad for my sleeping habits! Audrey --- Annette Ciotola wrote: > In a message dated 5/12/99 9:19:52 PM Eastern > Daylight Time, audo65@YAHOO.COM > writes: > > << I started with Too Sexy. > Yowza! > > Thanks for your hard work Andrea! > >> > > I'll take that as a compliment for me ;) Yours > truely did I'm Too sexy with a > little help from Mackteach. You can also find the > rest of our videos at: > > http://www.simplyorganized.simplenet.com/annesplace.htm > > Thanks > Anne ;) > _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Free instant messaging and more at http://messenger.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 15:50:21 EDT 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: OT: L&C Music Videos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Genine, I think in order to use realplayer, your computer has to be a pentium, or be really fast or something like that. Only newer computers have that I think. What do I know? Anyway, if you want avis, try emailing Andrea, she might send you some, but I don't know:) Hope this helps, even though it probably didn't, because I'm just rambling here Molly ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 17:15:23 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: OT: Boston Cabaret: Ticket Available MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I'm posting this for Beth Washington, please reply to her privately as stated in her message: Hi all! Due to some very bad luck on the part of Donna Burton (bronchitis just set in :( ), a ticket for Cabaret in Boston has just become available. The ticket is for; Cabaret: Starring Teri Hatcher Places: Colonial Theathre, Boston, MA Date: Saturday, May 15, 1999 (that's 2 days away) Time: 8:00pm show Cost: $72 (fairly good seats) We are also having a mini-fest at my house Friday and Saturday nights, as well as touring Boston during the day on Saturday, including one of Boston's famous Duck Tours! If you would like the Cabaret ticket, please let me know, and if you would like to join us for the mini-fest part, please let me know as well -- ASAP!!!!! This is going to be a great time, especially if I can get my little surprise arranged! Email me privately ONLY if you are seriously interested. First come first serve! -Beth (aka Biffer) Co-Organizer of the New England FoLC Fest '96, '98, and 2000 beth_washington@avid.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 04:40:34 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: OT: L&C Music Videos (UPDATE) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay, it took a long time, but I finally got all of Corrine's "kiss list" videos up. Corrine took the kiss list that I wrote up a long time ago and set it to music, but be warned, Lois and Clark kissed a *lot* and so it took four rather long songs to cover the list One segment alone is 10.3 megs, and for a .rm file, that's a *big* file. I also put up Dani's video "Magic", sorry for the delay on that one. I'll try getting up some of Michele's videos soon as well. The URL is: http://www.acreativetouch.simplenet.com/zoomway/avi/LnC_music_videos.htm Zoomway@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 08:34:23 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Charlotte Fisler Subject: Re: Ever have an outside influence? ;) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit << Okay, coming out of (semi-)lurkdom for this one. Warning: long-winded, but I can't help writing that way. :) zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL (Hazel)>> Just a short, simple thank you. Great post. Definitly not too long. Charlotte ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 08:34:46 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Charlotte Fisler Subject: Re: Recognition/Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/12/99 6:07:55 AM !!!First Boot!!!, labrat@UKF.NET writes: << But in the end I write primarily for myself, I don't believe in the Show Not Tell rule per se, (it clashes with my love to wallow )and so I decided after a deal of thought that I enjoyed that scene and everyone else would just have to either enjoy it too or skip it entirely if I was boring them. Their choice. >> Go ahead. Write for yourself, just don't stop us from enjoying such great stuff. Charlotte ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 15:08:55 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: trademark acknowledgment (was Re: Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit There's no spoilers in this post. I wanted to mention one thing that can relate to most fanfic writers or professional fiction writers for that matter. There's no need in fiction writing to acknowledge a trademark product with (tm) in the story. This line is from Stephen King's latest bestseller The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon: "She held the Walkman in her left hand, looking incredulously from it to the Gameboy." You'll notice it wasn't written "She held the Sony (tm) Walkman (tm) in her left hand, looking incredulously from it to the Nintendo (tm) Gameboy (tm)." I know that a lot of corporations buy ad space in such publications as Writer's Digest, a magazine subscribed to by fledgling and professional writers alike. Corporations such as Xerox, Kimberly Clarke, Bic, etc., in an effort to educate writers in the proper use of their product name, will run advertisements asking that writers spell their product with a capital letter and often follow it with the product "item". That is, "a Xerox copier", rather than "xerox". They want to make sure their product does not fall into generic use. If it does, they could lose their trademark. At one time cellophane, linoleum, and trampoline were all trademark names that eventually lost their trademark status due to generic association over the years. However, in real life, people don't think or speak that way. A child wouldn't say, "Mommy, I cut my finger, I need a Band-Aid (tm) brand adhesive bandage." We're much more likely to commit trademark slaughter left and right "Could you xerox a copy of this for me?" A woman could throw an empty Puffs (tm) facial tissue box in the garbage (a product of Proctor & Gamble) and say, "I'm out of kleenex." (Kimberly Clarke) A coworker could look right at your bottle of Liquid Paper (tm) and scribble a note reading, "Could I borrow your whiteout?" (a common corruption of the name of Bic's Wite-Out (tm) brand of correction fluid) No matter how CEOs might cringe at this misuse, that's just the way people think and speak, and so that's why companies try to educate writers as to the proper use of their product names. As the Stephen King excerpt demonstrates though, it doesn't mean that the company name (Sony or Nintendo) or "(tm)" or "(R)" or "(c)" has to be used in a work of fiction. Because, when you get right down to it, "Superman" (capital S) is a trademark as well. "Superman (tm)!" Lois shouted, as she ogled the 'Man of Steel' (c) 1999 DC Comics who was looking hot in his Lycra (tm) spandex. Oddly enough, the names "Lois Lane" and "Clark Kent" when affiliated with Superman are also protected names On the other hand, if you're a nonfiction writer, by all means use the legal identifiers for products and their companies when writing an article. I wrote this note in hopes it would be helpful and not seen as a nitpick, which is something I don't often do anyway. It's just that when I see "(tm)" appear next to a word in a work of fiction, it takes me right out of the story. Zoomway@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 15:38:54 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: Who says there's only one? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hi Piper: I ordered four Alien Voices cds from Starlog and they sent me the fifth as a bonus, which I was really happily surprised about. Alien Voices has a web site, and Starlog is a magazine , but the return address for the order was: Rumbleseat Productions 501 South Beverly Drive Beverly Hills, CA 90212. The five titles are Journey to the Center of the Earth (Verne) The Time Machine (Wells) The Lost World (Doyle) The Invisible Man (Wells) The First Men on the Moon (Wells, I think, don't have it handy and it was the bonus, so I didn't order it). They were the perfect thing to listen to while constructing furniture from IKEA:) It is a real kick to hear these actors, so well known for ST, in other roles and their talent just comes right thru:) Thanks, Carolyn cschnall@mail.med.cornell.edu >In a message dated 5/12/99 4:03:40 PM CST, cschnall@MAIL.MED.CORNELL.EDU >writes: > ><< > I listened to the cd of the Time Machine by H.G. Wells, as produced by > Leonard Nimoy and John DeLancie, in the form of a radio play, and it was > wonderful. I highly recommend their stuff. > >> > >Carolyn, where did you get this cd? What else do they have available? I >heard parts of a couple of their plays one night, starring several other Trek >stars, and LOVED them. > >Piper ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 20:52:00 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: trademark acknowledgment (was Re: Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Zoomway wrote: >There's no spoilers in this post. I wanted to mention one thing that can >relate to most fanfic writers or professional fiction writers for that >matter. There's no need in fiction writing to acknowledge a trademark product >with (tm) in the story. > *Now* she tells me! Seriously, thank you for your clarification, Zoom. I don't know if you were referring specifically to Burnout - although your header makes it seem likely. I don't like this myself and have included it under protest for years. It became especially nonsensical in Burnout when I had to put (tm) after Evoline to disguise the fact that it was purely my invention. If I hadn't it would have stuck out like a sore thumb and I didn't especially want to draw attention to it! However, back in the days when I wrote specifically for pen and ink paper zines it was a requirement of many an editor desperate to avoid being sued (or the assumption of being sued perhaps ) and after a great many years of doing so for them it became habit, which I've long since forgotten to question or really even notice any more. I'm delighted to hear that I can ditch it and that it is either no longer the legal necessity in fanfic that it was in the past or that the net is a deal less concerned with such issues. I'm only sorry I never cottoned on to the fact beforehand. Would have saved me clicking my tongue every time I read it in my ms. I was thrown by reading a couple of US based fanfic online last year which included (tm) when mentioning products and so just assumed that it was still an ongoing problem, perhaps more so in the States than over here. It never occurred to me to question it any. LabRat :) (celebrating - Hurrah, hurrah - free at last!!) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "Sometimes I feel like I'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe." -- Anon. PS - Charlotte - thanks for your message! My aim is to mesh my likes with as many other FoLCs as possible. Glad we connected this time around. ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 16:19:18 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: PJ Piasecki Subject: Re: THE HEIR MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/12/99 7:20:54 PM CST, smodolo@HOTMAIL.COM writes: << (A) Jon-El, Kal-El's and Zara's son comes to earth, at about 20 years of age, looking for his father >> Hi Sue - Actually, this was a concept that Peace came up with as a sequel to the first story. After lots of e-mails back and forth, it gradually changed from '20 years later' to 'what happened that first night.' Piper ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 16:43:51 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: trademark acknowledgment (was Re: Burnout (Spoilers) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 5/14/99 2:54:18 PM Central Daylight Time, labrat@UKF.NET writes: << *Now* she tells me! Seriously, thank you for your clarification, Zoom. I don't know if you were referring specifically to Burnout - although your header makes it seem likely. >> Only in that yours was the most recent and reminded me of something I'd been wanting to mention, but hadn't seen much of in L&C fic. I've seen one or two X-Files fanfic or Quantum Leap that used the "(tm)" for trademark products mentioned in fanfic. That's why I used an example from a current bestseller as an illustration that it's not necessary. >>>However, back in the days when I wrote specifically for pen and ink paper zines it was a requirement of many an editor desperate to avoid being sued (or the assumption of being sued perhaps ) and after a great many years of doing so for them it became habit, which I've long since forgotten to question or really even notice any more.<< True. Old fanzines were notorious for including almost every disclaimer and trademark/copyright imaginable. I think it fell into disuse when fanfic was challenged long ago but was seen in a similar vein as parody at the time. Not that most fanfic writers have parody in mind when they're writing However, if you take Mad TV's spoof "Leaving Metropolis", a skit created to make fun of the notion of Nicolas Cage playing Superman, it does fall into the category of parody. "Hello. My name is Clark Kent, and I'm an alcoholic." They used trademark and copyright material in the name of parody. The same is true of Saturday Night Live and other "skit comedy" shows. >>>I'm delighted to hear that I can ditch it and that it is either no longer the legal necessity in fanfic that it was in the past or that the net is a deal less concerned with such issues. I'm only sorry I never cottoned on to the fact beforehand.<<< I'm glad if it was helpful in any way. My writing training has always been nonfiction, and so I'm familiar with putting in the right qualifiers for editors, but with fiction, don't worry about them ;) Zoomway@aol.com ("Zoomway" could be a trademark of DC Comics too ;) ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 20:59:08 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Eileen F. Ray" Subject: L&C Fanfic Writing Session Saturday, May 15, 1999 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Everyone, Skip week is over, so, we hope you can join us for our regular fanfic writing session, on Saturday, May 15, 1999. This week's premise: On the anniversary of Clark's arrival on Earth, the Kent clan spends some time reminiscing about the past and speculating about the future as they clean out the spare room that will become the nursery. We would still like to hear from you if you have any story premises of your own that you would like us to explore together. You can either email them to me at: eraygun@aol.com Or better still, just bring your ideas with you when you join us this Saturday or for our weekly "story bouncing" sessions on Wednesdays on#L&CFicOrg, starting around 9:00 PM EDT. We generally meet Saturdays starting at 3:30 PM EDT and try to start writing fairly soon thereafter. You can come and join the fun at any time, however. We are usually there for several hours since writing a story takes time. Since #L&CFanfic is on occasion "invite only" please message if you want to join us. If an official "inviter" is designated, we will let you know. Some of us should be hanging out on #Loiscla. A note on procedure here ;) : When people need to be caught up on the story in progress after being bounced off IRC or just joining the session late, please try and avoid pasting the story directly into the channel window. Please do that in a private message or dcc-chat window instead. Hope to see you all there! Cheers, Eileen ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 21:23:36 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Stephani E. VanWert" Subject: Re: L&C Fanfic Writing Session Saturday, May 15, 1999 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit How do I get IRC? I would like to join the session but I don't have IRC (I'm on AOL) ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 22:52:59 -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: Re: L&C Fanfic Writing Session Saturday, May 15, 1999 In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 9:23 PM -0400 5/14/99, Stephani E. VanWert wrote: >How do I get IRC? I would like to join the session but I don't have IRC (I'm >on AOL) My understanding is that people can IRC through AOL the same way they would through a regular ISP. You just need to get an IRC program--most popular are mIRC for PC's and Ircle for Macs. Both are shareware and can be found at www.mirc.com and www.ircle.com (I'm sure about Ircle, pretty sure about mIRC). Once you get them installed, you need to get connected to an *Undernet* server (important--there are many different IRC servers out there, but we chat on Undernet) and follow the instructions of your program to join the channel. If you have further questions once you get your program of choice installed, post again with the program name if you have any questions. I'm sure someone who IRCs with that program can help you with the details. Good luck, Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 22:53:52 -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: comments on "Relative Anonymity" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" I'm a bit behind on my fanfic (no comments from the peanut gallery ) so I just got around to Rachel's fanfic "Relative Anonymity". I had to point out one line in particular that made me smile. >>>>> "It seems that Ralph has come down with the chicken pox, so he's temporarily out of commission," Perry said. They all grinned a little. Trust Ralph to come down with a childhood disease. <<<<<<< LOL, this cracked me up. I'm always up for a good Ralph joke. One question ... <<<<<< "I got an 'earlier' flight so I took it. I stopped by the Planet and they told me where you'd gone, so I thought I'd come here," Clark said. "Oh, I read the article. Very nice." "Thank you," Lois said, then stopped. "Wait a minute. The edition isn't out yet. That means you read...They let you proof my copy didn't they?" she scowled. "Hey, my name's on that thing too," Clark said with a smile. He knew she wasn't upset. <<<<<<< Is this refering to her gym story? Why would Clark's name be on the gym story? All in all, cute short story. I admit, I used to dream up L&C "gym" fanfic when I'd be running on the treadmill, too. Of course, I usually liked to imagine Clark in the gym instead of Lois. Man, wish there were guys who look like that at my gym; I'd go a lot more often. Thanks for posting it, Rachel. Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 15 May 1999 00:12:05 -0700 Reply-To: blujac8@monmouth.com Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kristin Organization: My Computer Subject: Seeking advice/Reader MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everyone, This is probably the first time I've actually posted anything. I'm in the process of writing a fic that is rather alternative, (it involves Lucy, Lex, and of course the usual suspects.) I only have four pages actually done. I was looking for someone willing to read what I have so far, and give me honest advice about whether it would be worth it to continue. It would also be cool if you'd be willing to let me bounce ideas off of you. This would be my first story to be posted to the list and I'm pretty nervous. Anyway, thanks for taking the time to read this. Kris (Please respond privately to blujac8@monmouth.com) -- "Mulder, I feel you close.Though I know you are now pursuing your own path. For that I am grateful. More than I can ever express. I need to know that you're out there if I am ever to see through this." -The X-Files "Memento Mori" Scully's Last Journal Entry