From: "L-Soft list server at Indiana University (1.8d)" To: "ARTF@MemoryAlpha.nil" File: "LOISCLA-GENERAL-L LOG0103A" ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 28 Feb 2001 17:54:00 -0700 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: That earthbound anti-gravity room idea... In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Go for it! A clever writer (and that's what you're learning to be!) can help readers suspend their disbelief. At 07:41 PM 02/28/2001 +0000, you wrote: >Debby, > >>A week or two ago a writer asked if there were such thing as an earthbound >>antigravity room. > >That was me! And thanks for the article, I think it will really help. > >Marilyn -- Debby said that it was a hoax, but it could be possible in >Metropolis! And the fact that it was such a good hoax, that it *seemed* to >be true, means that I can make it float in my story. ;-) > >Debby, thanks again, > >Bethy > > >_________________________________________________________________ >Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com > ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 07:18:30 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Restaurant Question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 02/28/2001 11:51:22 PM Eastern Standard Time, cmoncado@JUNO.COM writes: << Uncle Mike's cafe? I know who Mike is from the wedding - but a cafe - is this some fanfic thing that us newbies wouldn't know about? >> No, Lois and Clark actually ate there in--- was it "Church of Metropolis"? This is Lois's Uncle Mike (her father's brother?). Then Superman dressed up as a cop and protected Uncle Mike from getting beaten up by some thugs. --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 07:39:29 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Subject: Re: Restaurant Question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit The outdoor restaurant L&C were at in WWW and DTOSC is called "The Pond" I believe, although that name doesn't sound very appetizing to me The indoor restaurant they went to on their date in LL was not named, but there's a fanfic convention to refer to it as Angelina's :) (Chris Mulder started it, in "Love Beyond All Measure" -- which is required reading, IMO -- and it's spread outwards from there) -- Pam Jernigan / ChiefPam / jernigan@bellsouth.net http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam http://personal.rdu.bellsouth.net/~jernigan/ The difference between journalists and other people is that other people spend their lives running from violence, tragedy, and horror and we spend ours trying to get in on it. --P.J. O'Rourke ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 08:55:53 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Marilyn L. Puett" Subject: Re: That earthbound anti-gravity room idea... /me hangs her head. That's what I get for skimming a post instead of reading it thoroughly. Supermom ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 09:01:30 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Marilyn L. Puett" Subject: Re: Restaurant Question In the virtual world they had lunch at Gabby's Deli :-) and in Just Say Noah they met with a source at Emerson's Cafe (I've always wondered about that one given that Teri named her daughter Emerson). Then in Metallo they ate at whatever place Lucy was working. And didn't they eat at an outdoor place with Bob and Carol? Of course they could always take her to "Clark's Place." I hear he makes a mean stir-fry. ;-) Supermom ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 18:24:11 -0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Missy Gallant Subject: Police Procedures Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Hey everyone! Can anyone tell me what police procedures are concerning the press? When and how do they decide that a case is opened or closed to the media? Are autopsy reports public knowledge, or are they closed until it is decided on whether an investigation is required? Thanks for your help! Missy _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 16:07:24 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Restaurant Question On Wed, 28 Feb 2001 22:44:03 -0600, Carol L Moncado wrote: >You know what I mean! *BG* Italian would be good - does anybody know the >names of some of the restaurants? Maybe the one from their real first >date. I'm blanking on the name of the restaurant where they had their first date, but I'm sure others will know it. Would L&C really want to take Ellen to "their" place, though? I don't recall any indication in Lucky Leon that that restaurant was hard to get reservations at .. it just wasn't stated one way or the other. There was a Chinese restaurant in AKAS, fourth season, where Jimmy and Penny had to wait in a long line for a table, but Lois and Clark were able to go right up and be seated due to their clout. (Regular customers? ) But I don't recall the name of it. But Laurie is right -- if you've ever been to NYC, you'll know that there are many, many nice restaurants. Some of the "biggest" names are more popular with the tourists than the locals, who tend to have their own neighborhood favorites. And since Ellen is from Metropolis, they wouldn't need to show off for her by taking her to some big-name place. (I always got the impression that Lois grew up with some money in the family, so they probably went to fancy places.) I'd say that you would always be safe in making one up. I know I have for some of my fanfics -- besides, restaurants come and go all the time ... what's hot this year might be closed down all together next year, or at least not be so "hot" anymore. So you'd be safe in creating your own place and just describing it as hard to get reservations at in the narrative, by having Ellen express surprise that they could get a table there, etc. :) >And did I miss something? Uncle Mike's cafe? I know who Mike is >from the wedding - but a cafe - is this some fanfic thing that us newbies >wouldn't know about? Different Mike! :) In the second season, in "Church of Metropolis", Lois's uncle Mike Lane has a restaurant in the South Side. He is being intimidated by thugs trying to get him to close down (so Intergang can buy up the neighborhood cheap and make gazillions by developing it), and Lois and Clark help him. That's the episode that introduces Mayson Drake and the Church family, and Intergang. Clark goes undercover as a police officer when Mayson complains that Superman is just a vigilanti, and doesn't read criminals their rights when he arrests them. (We won't get into that it's a bigger crime to impersonate an officer. ;)) Kathy ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 15:23:10 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: First Night III: Flight, 1/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay, here it is. The first part of First Flight (renamed: First Night III: Flight *BG*). Special thanks to Missy and melisma for being awesome betareaders. So, now that it's here, let's have some FDK people! *BG* Gotta love it! CM (Wishing desperately that she could break her addiction to FDK! - well, maybe not!) First Flight ***** Clark was still hovering just outside the window with his back to the wall, leaning around slightly in the hopes of seeing and hearing more. Anyone walking past on the street could easily to see him. He knew he was being incautious, but he couldn't bring himself to leave just yet. "Mr. Right could be out there," Lucy told her sister, pointing to the window Clark was next to. "Oh, come back to earth, Lucy! This is reality we're talking about." Lois walked to the window. Clark flattened himself even more against the building. Lois looked a little wistfully down at the street, then up at the sky, fingering the rings on the chain around her neck. She spoke softly into the night air. "There is no Mr. Right for me." She sighed. *There is a Mr. Kent. I just hope I haven't ruined everything between us. Does he even want anything to do with me?* Dismissing the thought, she firmly closed the curtains. She rested against the window and whispered, "I love you, Clark Kent," not knowing that he had left silently a few seconds before. Clark felt disheartened. Lois didn't sound as though she was interested in a relationship with any man, be it a billionaire or a co-worker or a husband. Frustrated, unable to release his emotions, he flew straight up, careful not to make any sound. For a moment, he was silhouetted against the moon. He looked down at her shadow as she closed the curtains in the window and whispered, "I love you, Lois Lane Kent." And then he was gone. ***** Lois couldn't sleep at all. She tried to call Clark's hotel room but there was no answer. *Where could he be?* She sighed. She had finally found CJ, the man of her dreams. He had turned out to be Clark, the new guy from Smallville who worked at the Daily Planet. She hadn't seen him in ten years and then three days earlier he had walked back into her life as Clark Kent, hunk extraordinaire, reader of Chinese, love of her life. And somehow, two nights ago, they had gotten married. She still wasn't sure how it happened, but she had the paperwork to prove it. It was hidden in the bottom of her drawer of winter clothes. There was no reason for her sister to look there and so Lois had put them in the folds of her favorite sweatshirt. The Smallville High sweatshirt that CJ had given her the day that she drove off, leaving him in Washington, D. C. She couldn't wear it often. Her sister wouldn't understand and she didn't want to deal with her most of the time. Lois moved from her spot by the window and opened the drawer. She pulled out the sweatshirt and placed the papers inside another one. She pulled on the large sweatshirt and walked to the CD player. She turned on the one song that she hadn't been able to listen to in ten years, set it on repeat and curled up on the bed, hugging herself so as to keep Clark close to her. If she couldn't have him, this was the next best thing. It was a poor substitute. She looked at the rings that he had given her and suddenly held them to her lips. "Oh, Clark. Where are you? Why aren't you here with me?" As the strains of "This Kiss" started floating through the room, she knew the answer. He had wanted to spend the night with her. Not just the night, the evening. He wanted to eat dinner and talk all night. Well, maybe not *just* talk, but spend time with her, not her body. She was the one who had cancelled the plans for the evening. She *had* to get the interview of the century. The Lex Luthor interview. One on one. Her husband's words echoed in her head. *I don't trust him Lois. Not with you. My wife or not, I don't trust him.* She didn't know what had happened between the two, but she knew that Clark felt justified in telling her that. She really hadn't felt that he was treating her like the "little woman". She believed that he really was concerned about something - that he really didn't trust Luthor. The tears streaked down her cheeks. "Clark. Come back to me please." She cried until she had no more tears and she fell into a restless sleep. ***** For his part, Clark couldn't sleep either. He had flown off, not knowing where he was headed. He had circled the globe before he realized that he was almost to Kansas. He decided to stop and see his parents. If anyone would understand, they would. He landed lightly in an alleyway in Smallville and stepped to a pay phone. He knew he was waking them up, but they wouldn't care. After speaking briefly to his mom, telling her nothing except that he needed to talk to her, he went back to the alleyway and took off. Seconds later he landed on the now lit porch of the old farmhouse. His dad hurried out to meet him. "Son, what are you doing here? Where's Lois? When you called, we figured that you were bringing her here to meet us." Clark walked into the comfortable kitchen and sat at the table without saying a word. He put his head in his hands and just sat there. He heard his dad sit down next to him and his mother come in a few minutes later. She sat on his other side. She fingered his new wedding band. "Clark, honey, what is it? Where's Lois?" Clark looked up at her, saw the love in her eyes and wept. She pulled him to her and let him cry in her arms. For long minutes they sat there, Dad on one side, looking helpless, Mom on the other, holding her only son as his heart broke. Finally he sat back, wiped his face on his sleeves. "I'm sorry, Mom. I don't know what came over me." Martha and Jonathan looked at each other knowingly. There was something wrong with their son and somehow they knew that they wouldn't be able to fix it this time. "What happened? Where is Lois? And why aren't you with her?" "Well, we had a fight." Jonathan looked incredulous. "You've been married for what? Three days?" "Two. We've been married for two days. I've been looking for her for ten years and in two days I've ruined everything." "What's so terrible that you aren't speaking to your wife of two days?" "Last night was really rough. We're working on a story together and, well, I told you all about that this morning, right?" His parents nodded. "We left the hotel together and walked to work. We fought on the sidewalk, because Lois isn't ready to tell everyone that we're married. The whole thing was bizarre. I thought I was the best man at someone else's wedding and the next thing I knew, we were kissing and she was looking at me with this horribly frightened look on her face, asking me what was going on. We left the church and while she was freaking out - and believe me - she can freak out." He smiled softly, thinking of her in the white dress, tears running down her face as she realized who he was. "Anyway, she finally figured out that I was CJ. She had been waiting for me, just like I had been waiting for her. It started to rain and we ran to the closest dry doorway. It turned out that it was the Hilton and, well, we ended up staying. She was happy, excited even, that we were married. "After she fell asleep, I, uhh," he looked sheepishly at his parents, " ... straightened up our clothes and the marriage license fell out of my pocket. It's all legal. We are *legally* married." "Uh, Clark? I hate to interrupt but what about, uh, compatibility?" Jonathan looked uncomfortable at the question. Clark blushed. "There weren't any problems, Dad. But, anyway, she is still getting used to the idea and doesn't want anyone to know yet. She even put her rings on a chain inside her suit so no one would see them. I told her that I wanted the world to know and before we resolved anything, Jimmy from work interrupted. We didn't get to spend much time together all day because we were working. Perry figured out yesterday that I was married and he's worried that my new wife won't understand me spending so much time with another woman. And Lois doesn't want everyone to think that she is the 'other woman'." He used two finger quote marks around the term. "I asked her to have dinner with me and figured we could have a nice quiet evening and get some things out in the open. I could tell her my secret and maybe she could help me figure out how to use my powers and keep my identity. She could tell me why she's not ready to tell everyone and maybe we could work it out. She turned me down because she had an interview with *Lex Luthor*." The last two words were spit out with malice. "We fought about it. We both said some nasty things and then she left. They had dinner together, but I don't think she got her interview. I think he just wants to date her. I don't like the man. There is something about him that just isn't - *right*. He took her home and, well, I kinda floated up next to her window so I could see what was going on. Don't give me that look, Dad, nobody saw me. I didn't use my hearing so I didn't hear everything that was said, but I did hear her say that there was no 'Mr. Right' for her. And then I flew off. I've only been married two days and already my marriage is a shambles." He closed his eyes, willing himself not to cry again. "Do you love her, Clark?" his mom questioned gently. "She is the only one for me, Mom. I don't really *know* her well enough to say that I love her, but somehow I do. I've loved her ever since I saw her in that hotel lobby. I tried to forget her. I tried to date when I traveled the world, but I could never bring myself to even kiss one of them. The only other woman I ever kissed was Montawaba, the Nigerian Princess. She knew that there was nothing there and she just looked at me and told me that there would never be another woman for me, not after the one I had lost. I don't want to spend my life with anyone but her. The last two days have been the best days of my life and I can't imagine going on without her." "Then fight for her." ***** Clark walked into the Daily Planet newsroom. Lois was already there. She was looking studiously at her desk, trying to look busy, but he could tell that she wasn't really working. He walked over to her desk and held out one of the cups of coffee that he was holding, thankful that he had paid attention on the walk to work the day before. He couldn't think of anything else to say, so he simply asked, "Coffee?" Lois looked up and saw her husband there. He looked like he hadn't gotten much sleep either. She looked at the coffee in his hand. She took it from him and murmured her thanks, looking quickly back at her desk. Even carefully applied make-up couldn't hide the red, puffy eyes that tore Clark to his very core. He had looked in on her the night before after leaving his parents. Her back had been to the window and he couldn't see what she looked like. She had looked so small and helpless, curled up with a pillow. Now he knew what she had spent her night doing. Crying. He heard the song playing on her CD player and he figured that was what it was. What he didn't know was if they were tears for him or because of him or both. He had to try. "Lois?" "Yes, Clark." She didn't even look up. "We need to talk." "I know." "Can we go somewhere?" "Not now, Clark. Maybe later." "Lois, please. . ." "Lois, Clark, my office now." Lois was never more grateful for Perry's gruff voice. She wasn't ready to face Clark and their issues yet. They sat down on opposite ends of the couch in Perry's office. Perry leaned on the corner of his desk. "You kids okay?" "Fine, Perry. I don't know about Clark, but I'm good." "Clark? Everything okay at home? I know how difficult the first few months of marriage can be and you working such long hours these first few days can't make it any easier. Did you even get to see your wife yesterday?" "Yeah, Chief. I did. We had our first fight last night and it really took it out of me." Clark was careful not to look at Lois while he talked. "You look like you've been through the ringer, son. Why don't you take the day off? Go home and straighten things out." "Thanks, Perry. I appreciate the offer, but my *wife* has to work today, too. I hope to see her tonight, but I don't know. We're still working on the logistics of two very busy people being married." "You let me know if there is anything I can do. You hear? We'll pick up some slack around here if we need to. Lois, Jimmy, all of us will pitch in to make sure that you get the time you need with your wife." "I couldn't ask you to do that. Especially not Lois. If there's anything I have learned about her, it's that she works too hard as it is." Lois felt it was time to jump in. "I am sitting right here. Don't talk about me as if I'm a little girl. I am a grown woman capable of making my own decisions. And if *I* was a newlywed - I would want my husband to find a way to spend time with me." By now Lois was on her feet speaking directly at Clark. "Oh, so now I'm a bad husband?" "Maybe. Did you even see your wife last night?" "Yes, I did. I made sure she got home from work okay, but she didn't want anything to do with me." "How do you know? Did you ask her?" "She wouldn't even look at me, much less talk to me." "Lois, Clark. That's enough. Great shades of Elvis. If I didn't know better, I'd say that you two were married and having your first fight." Perry paused for a second and then shook his head. "If you two can't get along, I'll give you different partners. Can you to shake hands and make up? Clark?" "Sure." "Lois?" "I guess." "Good. Now you two shake on it, and Clark, be careful with her - you've got quite a grip there, son." Clark held out his hand. Lois just looked at it for a second and then sighed. She reached out and took his hand. She tried desperately not to look at his eyes, but she couldn't help it. His eyes drew her in and they stood there, suspended in time and space for what seemed like eons, but really was no more than a few seconds before Perry interrupted. "That's better. Now you two get back to work." As they left, Perry shook his head. He had hoped that Clark would be just what Lois needed - a little stability in her world. But if he was already having marital problems, well, being married at all would limit the influence he would have on Lois. He sighed. Maybe someone would come into her life soon. He worked hard to make sure that everyone thought that all he cared about was getting the paper to bed, but deep down he knew that everyone knew that he was a big teddy bear, especially where Lois was concerned. ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 02:02:19 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Diyan Subject: Re: First Night III: Flight, 1/? Hi Carol! This is just a really quick FDK message. I know I didn't write during the 2nd part, but I wanted to let you know I'm still reading! I really liked this first section of the 3rd story, and I hope to see more really soon :) -Dia (who just noticed she used 'really' three times in as many sentences but isn't going to correct it ) ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 10:01:29 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: Re: First Night III: Flight, 1/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit On Fri, 2 Mar 2001 02:02:19 -0500 Diyan writes: > Hi Carol! > > This is just a really quick FDK message. I know I didn't write > during the > 2nd part, but I wanted to let you know I'm still reading! I really > liked > this first section of the 3rd story, and I hope to see more really > soon :) > > -Dia (who just noticed she used 'really' three times in as many > sentences > but isn't going to correct it ) That's okay - I really won't hold it against you! *BG* Glad you are enjoying it! Part 2 will probably be out tonight or tomorrow! Have a great one! CM ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 11:29:35 EST 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: OT: Tim Minear at Museum of Television MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I meant to post this earlier but real life has been a bit of a pain lately ;) FYI to Southern California FOLCs On March 3, 2001 the Museum of Television is examining 'Angel' and Tim Minear, (writer of Brutal Youth, Meet John Doe, AKA Superman and other great L &C episodes), will be participating since he serves as both a writer and producer on that show. I don't know the location of the Museum but if shouldn't be too hard to find if you're in the area. The program doesn't start until 9 P.M., and you can get tickets thru Ticketmaster. It's first come, first serve. It's unlikely that Tim will want to answer L&C questions in this venue, but maybe a lucky FOLC could corral him afterwards. Tim has always been very generous with his time and has been willing to talk with FOLCs in the past so it's worth a shot ;). Cheers, Eileen ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 16:48:24 -0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Bethy Em Subject: NEW: Facing the Pain (1/1) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed ********************** Facing the Pain By Bethy March 2, 2001 Comments welcome here or at bethyem@yahoo.com ********************** Clark walked in to the bathroom to discover Lois solemnly studying her profile in the mirror. She sucked in her stomach, smoothed her shirt and scrutinized the curves that were thus accentuated. He softly smiled, but it was touched with sadness. He slipped up behind her and gave her a fierce hug. Surprised, she turned her head and gave a slight smile that mirrored his own. "Hey, there, flyboy." She twisted around in his arms and gave him a hard kiss. When they parted, Clark saw the tears in her eyes. He brought his hand up to wipe them away. "I'm sorry. It seems like all I've been able to do these past couple weeks is cry." "It's okay, honey. You're allowed to." He squeezed her again, trying to convey his love and support. "It's just that...I don't know." She turned towards the mirror again and sighed. "I used to hate them, you know." She pressed her hands against her stomach and stared at her bust. "At first, it was because they were annoying. Always getting in the way when I tried to run, or play sports. I'd become a tomboy early on because it was the only way to get my father's attention. Then, when I kinda liked it, *they* came along." She gestured angrily at the mirror. Clark, feeling helpless, simply stood there and listened. Right now, that was all he could do. For all his powers, all his abilities, all the good he could do in the lives of others, when his wife needed help, all he could do was listen. "And they just got in the way. I couldn't run, I couldn't jump, I couldn't catch a football. And even the 'girly,'" she put the words in finger quotes, "stuff that my mom made me do, like dance, was affected. Have you ever tried to tap dance in a skimpy leotard without a bra because your mother is too drunk and your father too absent to help you buy one? No, of course you haven't. Well, I can tell you, it's not fun. Heck, even *with* the bra it wasn't very fun." She paused and stood in silence for a moment. Clark wondered what she was thinking about. Remembering her childhood? The feelings and emotions that she experienced as she went through puberty, having her femininity burst forth, only to further alienate her from her father and wreak havoc on her life? "And then my dad, who'd always been distant, seemed to back off even more." Her next comments seemed to confirm his thoughts. "It was as if he had allowed himself to forget I was a girl, but then he couldn't keep up the facade anymore. As if he just plain didn't know what to do with a girl. And that's when the criticism got worse." She flinched in memory of the hurtful things her father had said to her and Clark reached out to hug her. "I'm so sorry, Lois. I'd give anything if I could have spared you that pain." "No, Clark!" she exclaimed, then went on more calmly. "No. So much of what he did helped make me the woman that I became. I mean, the barriers I erected did serve to put a slight damper on the beginnings of our relationship." She grimaced slightly, then smiled softly at him. "But I really do think that, without some of those hard edges, I wouldn't have been Lois Lane, Reporter. So much of what I did was to prove him wrong, and I kinda like the way I eventually turned out." She turned and walked slowly into the bedroom, still speaking. "But you know, at that point, I was semi-used to him. I mean, the criticism still hurt, but the failure of our relationship wasn't the worst part. I think I had seen it coming, anyway. No, the worst part was the boys." Lois looked up at him and stated, as if she were revealing a never-before-known fact, "Did you know that in middle school, teenage boys' attitudes towards girls change?" "Um...yeah." He nodded, trying to follow her lead as to mood. "I think I may have noticed that." He sat beside her on the bed and waited. "Yeah," she said softly, looking at her fingers. "They change. They start seeing girls, not as people, as potential friends, or even enemies to be picked on because they have cooties, but as objects. Physical beings there only for their own viewing, and often feeling, pleasure. "I hated that, Clark. I wasn't Lois, the crazy little tomboy, anymore. Suddenly, I was this *thing.* This thing to be chased after, to be felt, to be a prize...a conquest." She ended on a whisper. "And that's an attitude that I felt from then on, for my whole life. Until I met you." She put her hand on his cheek, gently stroking his face. "Oh, Clark, you changed everything." She sprang up and began pacing. "Why did it have to change? You know, if this had happened a few years ago, before you, I don't think I would have thought twice about it. I wouldn't have cared. But you changed *everything.*" Tears were flowing freely now. "You made me feel like a person again. A friend, a confidante. Above all, even after we fell in love, to you I was Lois. A person and a woman. With thoughts, ideas, intelligence, *and* a body. "I love you so much, Clark, and part of why I love you is because of how you love my body. You make me feel beautiful. Special. You make me glad to be a woman, with everything that comes along with that. Even...Even these." She gestured to make clear what she was speaking about. "Clark, with you, for the first time, I began to like me. And the body that was part of the package. I was stunned that you could know me as a friend, and still find my body desirable. That you could see through all the walls, all the defenses, and love the person *and* the body. And now...I don't want to lose that. I want to make love to you. I want to feel your caresses, and your kisses, and the way you always cup them in that reverential way. I don't want to give that up. "I used to hate them, but now, when I have to give them up, I just can't bear it." She entered his welcoming embrace and together they cried. He wanted to comfort her, to tell her it wouldn't matter to him. To say how, though her body was beautiful, it wasn't the reason he loved her. How losing her breasts was an infinitely better option than losing her. How he would still find her beautiful without them. How he wanted to take the pain away. But it wasn't the time. Right now, they would cry together. And then they would face the pain. Together. THE END Author's note: Thanks go to Fi, Heather, MLE, Nikki and my mom. This has been on my mind for a while, but then recently my aunt was diagnosed with breast cancer. It just added a whole new reality and I couldn't procrastinate any longer. Comments are appreciated. _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 10:03:38 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Vicki Krell Subject: Re: Facing the Pain (1/1) MIME-version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Bethy, this was a beautiful, sad story. I think you did an excellent job capturing all of Lois's memories and feelings about developing breasts in adolescence (and some of them certainly brought back a few memories of my own!), and the effect "they" have had on her life. I liked very much how you described Clark's feelings of love and empathy and helplessness, and how you showed that the loss of Lois's breasts wouldn't be as devastating as the loss of Lois's life. Together, though very painful physically and emotionally, they will do their best to get through this time in their lives. Thank you for reminding us of this very important issue. Vicki ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 12:04:42 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kate Crane Subject: Re: NEW: Facing the Pain (1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Bethy, Thank you for sharing this beautiful vignette. s p o i l e r s p a c e I was very touched by the insight into the feelings of puberty, a woman't body, and all the ramifications of losing such an emotionally important part of the body. I am a volunteer driver with the American Cancer Society and am currently driving a breast-cancer patient who had a double mastectomy, to her radiation treatments. She spoke of her upcoming restorative surgery very matter of factly. I appreciate the thought-provoking ideas you gave me, in order to be more perceptive to the challenges faced by these courageous women. And, it's a darn good story about L&C and their love and support. Kate the Maryland one ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 09:15:33 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nancy Smith Subject: Re: First Night III: Flight, 1/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I wanted to let you know I'm still reading. I'm eager for more. Nan ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 11:36:56 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: Re: NEW: Facing the Pain (1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit OH, bethy! Let me be the first to say that I almost cried when I read this! You did a great job! CM (Off to see if she can start a folder for Bethy this time!) ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 10:19:45 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Judith Williams Subject: Re: NEW: Facing the Pain (1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Bethy: Thank you for an incredibly sensitive and mature view of this serious problem that every woman thinks about. So well written--a piece both affective and effective. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 14:32:10 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Gerry Anklewicz Subject: Re: NEW: Facing the Pain (1/1) In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Bethy, thank you for writing this very poignant fic. It is a very important aspect of a woman's life that you needs to be told. Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 17:14:13 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: It's Kerth Voting Time! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everyone! Guess what? It's voting time! :) Voting for the 2001 Fanfic Kerth Awards officially starts tomorrow, Saturday, March 3rd, and lasts for two weeks, ending Sunday, March 18th at midnight EST. So I hope you're whittling down that long reading list of this year's fabulous stories, and deciding who you're going to vote for. I know it'll be nearly impossible to pick only one story in each category, but unfortunately, that's what I'm asking you to do over the next two weeks. (And for those of you who need help deciding, email LabRat and ask for some of her handy pushpins and a blindfold for those entirely-too-tough categories. ) The automated voting ballot is up and going, thanks to the fanfic Archive's wonderful webmaster, Lauren Willoughby. Thanks, Lauren! :) Visit it at: http://www.lcfanfic.com/kerthvote2001.html But PLEASE, before you go to cast your votes, make sure you read the FAQ on my voting page FIRST so we don't have any problems: http://www.ida.net/users/davek/kerth_voting.htm The most important thing to remember about voting: DO NOT vote more than once. Even if you only filled out a partial ballot (say, only voted for stories in a couple of categories), you WILL NOT be allowed to vote again. So make sure you've made your final decisions on ALL the stories and categories that you're going to vote for and in BEFORE you fill out and submit your ballot, because any multiple ballots submitted by the same person will be thrown out. I think this just may be the toughest year of decision making you voters have had yet, so I wish you all luck! :) I look forward to receiving all your votes, and thank you in advance for your participation and support. We couldn't make these Kerth Awards a success without you. :) Erin (scrambling to finish getting ready for the onslaught of votes while her baby is *finally* sleeping, and the other kids are momentarily distracted by their visting can-do-no-wrong uncle. ) __________________ erink@ida.net Visit my LNC/Kerth Website: www.ida.net/users/davek ***** "It's not the years that count, it's the moments...right now, as they happen." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 21:17:35 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: First Night III: Flight, 2/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay, here is the second part! Hope you like it - and for all of you who wanted them to talk... Hope it's not too long. Thanks to missy and melisma for their invaluable help!!!! CM Clark sat at his desk, trying to concentrate on the information that Jimmy had gotten the day before. He just wasn't able to. He heard Lois take a phone call and it had taken all of his willpower not to listen in. He did hear her tell Jimmy that she was going to check out a lead and she'd be back in time for the staff meeting. He watched her go, wanting to follow, but holding back. ***** The crowded conference room looked ready to burst by the time Perry walked in. "Okay, sorry about the late hour, folks - there just doesn't seem to be enough time in the day." He looked around suddenly. "Where's Lois? Jimmy? Clark?" "I assumed she'd be here. I heard her tell Jimmy that she'd be back in time for the meeting," Clark said with a slight shrug, looking to Jimmy for confirmation and beginning to feel a bit worried. Where had Lois stormed off to? She'd been gone a long time, though. Could she have gotten into trouble? "All right, we're just gonna start without them. Okay, now, the piece on the recent sex change operation in the royal family, I kinda have mixed feelings about this, I --" Perry stopped abruptly when he saw Clark rise from his seat and go to the door. "Kent?" Clark stopped before he walked out the door. "Meeting's not over," Perry pointed out. "It's not like Lois to miss a staff meeting, sir. And she was really upset earlier. I thought I'd go call around, if that's okay." "Hell of a way to run a railroad," Perry muttered under his breath. "All right, let's see, where was I? Oh yeah." Clark quickly looked for an empty storeroom or somewhere that he could get out of the building unnoticed. He spotted one and hurried in - it looked like the world had forgotten its existence and it had a window. "Kent?" Clark sat down on the windowsill with his head in his hands, hoping that Perry wouldn't find him. "Oh Kent, there you are." "Yes sir." "They told me you were in here. What in the name of Elvis are you doing in here?" "Well, sir, I'm sorry. Someone is wearing the same perfume as my wife and I just needed a minute to gather myself." Clark didn't know what other reason he would be in an unused closet. "Did you make your call?" Perry asked. "No, sir. I'll get right on it," Clark replied. "Umm, well, I guess I'd better be getting back. Get on that," Perry said, not sure whether Kent was completely sane or not, but empathizing with his wife problems. "Yes sir," Clark repeated politely. "When are *you* coming... out of the closet?" "Soon, sir. Very soon." Clark stood up and put his hands in his pockets, hoping to look comfortable and casual and desperately wishing his boss would hurry up and leave. Perry turned and left, but he couldn't resist turning to look back once. A gifted writer, that Clark Kent, but talk about strange! ***** Clark had grilled Jimmy about where Lois might be and the only place he could come up with was an abandoned warehouse near the harbor. By the time he left the Planet, it was dark. In some ways, Clark was glad. Flying was easier at night. He changed into dark jeans, a black knit cap, a black T-shirt and black leather jacket. He was almost impossible to pick out against the night sky. He flew over the building and immediately his suspicions were proven correct. Using his vision, he saw that Lois was sitting on the floor, tied to a pipe. Two men were standing near her. Clark landed lightly and kicked open the door. "Let her go!" The man closest to Clark just turned around and pointed a 9mm handgun at him. "And if I don't?" "Well, I'll... " "You'll what?" Clark just stood there trying to figure out what to do next. "That's what I thought. Johnny, grab him and tie him up next to the girl." Clark allowed himself to be tied to the pipe with his back to Lois. "There, boss. That oughta hold 'im." "Good. Now get in here." The two men went into the office and sat there. Clark could have tried to hear their conversation, but his wife was talking to him. "I don't suppose you thought to call the police before you barged in here." "No," Clark said slowly. "All I could think about was finding you." "Well, that's sweet, but how does it get us out of here?" Lois was barely able to conceal her bitterness. "Don't worry. I'll figure something out." "YOU'LL figure something out? I have been in this kind of situation before and I never needed your help to get out of it." "I *may* be of some help." "Not so far. So far all you've done is make trouble." Clark just sat there, silent. Lois wondered if she had gone too far. The silence lasted long minutes. Finally, Lois had to ask the question that had been bugging her all day. "Clark?" "Yes, Lois." He sounded defeated. "Did you really make sure I got home okay last night?" "Yes. I saw you and Luthor walk into your building." Lois leaned her head back against the pipe and groaned. No wonder he was mad at her. What must he think of her? "Nothing happened, Clark." "I know. I didn't really think anything would." "You were right." "I was?" Clark sounded surprised. "Yes. I didn't get the interview. He wanted a date." "Did he hurt you? If he did, so help me, he'll pay." Clark was getting incensed. "Calm down, Clark. He looked like he was going to kiss me, that's all." "That's all?" Clark asked, incredulous. "I... I told him I was married and went inside. And he left." "You told him?" "Yes. What did you think? I'd break one of my rules or something? Just to get a story?" "No, of course not," Clark replied hastily. "I was afraid that he would try something with you. I couldn't handle it if something were to happen to you," he added softly. "Clark. Nothing is going to happen to me. I can take care of myself." "That's just it, Lois. We're tied up in a warehouse... " "Are you saying this is my fault?" " ...and I *want* to take care of you." "You are saying this is all my fault." "No. Lois, it's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault." "No, you're right. It is my fault. I should have told you where I was going. But then you would've wanted to come with me and I didn't want to deal with you just yet. Now, it doesn't look like I have a choice." "Is that so horrible? Spending time with your husband is such a chore that you'd rather get kidnapped?" "No, Clark. I love spending time with you. The last two days have been wonderful - well, until last night. There's just so much to deal with and I don't do well with relationships. All of the ones that I have tried, since you, have been federal disasters. And, if we're really honest with ourselves, we didn't have much of a relationship, just a few, really incredible, absolutely amazing kisses. That's it. We didn't even know each other's last names. *I* didn't even know your real name." "Lois." Clark tried to say something. "Don't interrupt me, please. Let me talk. There is so much that we need to talk about. We really don't know anything about each other. What was life like in Smallville? What are your parents like? Will they like me?" Clark couldn't help interrupting, "They'll love you." Lois blushed. "Thanks, but no interruptions remember? There is so much about me that you don't know. My parents' awful relationship, for example. That's why I am always so scared of commitment. You need to know about the few relationships that I have had and why they were so awful. They weren't awful just because it wasn't you. They were awful because of me. *I* make relationships not work. I don't trust anybody - except maybe Perry." "Do you trust me?" "Yes, I do. I think I do. You've never given me any reason not to trust you, but that doesn't matter. It's hard for me to trust. If we have this big conversation that you keep talking about, then we have to be open and honest with each other. Completely. I can't be married any other way. Not without total honesty." "I know, Lois. That's how I feel. That's why we need to talk." "I know. And I don't think I'm ready for this. I hardly know you, not really, and it is hard for me to be honest with someone I don't really know." "All you need to know is that somehow, someway, I fell completely and totally in love with you the first moment I saw you in the lobby and I know that we can work anything out." "You really believe that, don't you?" "Yes, I do." "Why? How can you believe that somehow we'll work everything out?" "I just can. My parents fought, but they always worked things out. For over 30 years now, they've been married and been happy. When my mom found out she couldn't get pregnant, they worked through it and were going to be happy anyway. Then they found me. They adopted me and loved me as much as my real parents must have, but I don't know what happened to them. I have no idea what my real name is or where I'm really from. They found me lying in the middle of a field, abandoned." "Oh, Clark." Lois' eyes were bright with unshed tears. "I had no idea." "How could you? I never told you. Like you said, in reality, we've only known each other for three or four days. How does that give us time to know each other? I know a little about my birth parents, but not much. Just that my genetics. . ." Clark stopped, unsure of how to continue and not wanting to chance the men overhearing. "What, Clark? What about your genetics?" "My, uh, genetics, made me, well, different than the other kids." Lois smiled. "Well, from what I've seen, different is good. You still owe me those secrets!" Clark groaned. "That's not what I mean. There are other things about me that are different. I can't tell you about it here - not with other people around. But it seems that right now, all we have is time on our hands. Tell me about you, Lois. I want to know everything. I don't even know your favorite color." "Blue. You?" "Green. Though on you, I think I'd like," Clark looked thoughtful. "Burgundy. Food?" "Burgundy? Whatever. Chinese - whatever it was that you brought the other night. You?" "I like just about anything." "I saw your kitchen. You like junk food!" "Well, yes, I do. Anything chocolate!" "If I could turn around and stare at you I would!" "Why?" "Chocolate is a cure all. Whenever I'm upset, chocolate ice cream is always there for me!" "It's peanut butter twix for me. Did you eat some last night?" Clark asked quietly. "No." Lois replied in equally quiet tones. "Even chocolate ice cream couldn't help last night." "I am *so* sorry, Lois. For everything. For last night. For the fast wedding. For that night at the Hilton. For the last ten years." Clark's voice was thick with emotions. "Why, Clark? It was all my fault. You wanted to spend last night together and I turned you down. I *had* to get the interview of the century instead of spending time with my new husband. How could I expect you to just sit by and let me go have what turned out to be an attempt at a romantic dinner with another man? And the wedding. I told you that this way is probably better. No hassles with parents or flowers or caterers and bands or any of that. Just me and you." "And three people we've never seen before. And that Wells guy. He must have been around somewhere," Clark interjected. "Well, besides that." "You didn't even know who I was. You thought I was some 'hack' from Smallville." Lois winced. "That hurt didn't it?" "Yes, Lois, it did. When you told me what your dad called me that night in D.C., I could tell that it hurt you as much as it hurt me. You didn't agree with his assessment. But without ever taking the time to get to know him, you made the same judgement about Clark Kent. It made me think that now that I had found you again, I wasn't good enough." "You will always be good enough in my book. And what do you mean you are sorry about the night at the Hilton?" "Just that. It shouldn't have happened. Not like that." "Not like what? We are *married*, Clark. That's what married people do." "I know it is, but that's not the point. The point is that we have only known each other for a couple of days. We had just gotten married, under very unusual circumstances, and we didn't even know if it was legal or anything yet. And we didn't even question whether it was legal or not. We just did it, without thinking or anything. And we weren't - *I* wasn't - prepared for that." "You regret it, don't you?" It was Lois' turn to sound crushed. "Not in the way that you think. I wish that we had known each other first. That it was more of a mind, body and soul kind of thing because we know each other so well that it is just a natural extension of us. Not because we had a ceremony and knew that we enjoyed kissing." Lois sat silently for a few minutes. "I understand, Clark. That's what I want too, but I don't know if it exists." She took a deep breath and continued. "It wasn't the first time for me, Clark. As much as I hate to say it, and as much as I wish it was, it wasn't." It was Clark's turn to sit quietly. "That's part of what I mean. What made me so sure that there wasn't someone else in your life? What right did I have to marry you without even asking if you already had someone?" "There is no one else, Clark. It was years ago and it was a big mistake. I knew that almost as soon as it happened. And you didn't just marry me against my will. Neither one of us knew what was going on. I thought that I was a bridesmaid until you put that ring on my finger. And then I thought it was some elaborate scheme or practical joke on your part. And then, when we kissed, and I saw the look in your eyes, I knew that you were as clueless as I was." Lois sighed. "I need to tell you about it." "You don't have to. I'm not sure I want to know." "You need to. It may help you understand why I am afraid of relationships and intimacy. His name was Claude. He was French and he worked with me at the Planet. We started dating and we became, well, intimate. Even while it was happening it seemed wrong, but in so many ways it felt good. Except for you, no man had ever paid much attention to me, much less a good-looking foreign one. Every female at the Planet wanted his attention and he chose me. I was working on a huge story and I finally had a big break. He knew it, and to celebrate, he brought over some wine and I ended up kind of tipsy. We started kissing, and even though I didn't feel right or good about it, we did it anyway. Afterwards, he held me and asked me about the story. I told him most of it and then fell asleep. When I woke up, he was gone and so was my story. He didn't even thank me for my help. When I tried to confront him in the newsroom, he said that I had things backwards - that I had been trying to steal his story. No one believed me, except Perry. He transferred Claude and soon he left the paper all together. Last I heard, he was back in France." By the end of her speech, Lois could hardly get the words out. The tears came fast and furious. As he listened, Clark could feel his temper rising. He had always had good control of his feelings because he knew that if he ever let them get out of hand someone could get hurt. But this was difficult. This *man*, and he hated using that term, even in his head, had used his Lois. Used her and then left her. That scum didn't deserve to live. Clark resolved to pay a visit to Claude at his soonest convenience. He wouldn't hurt Claude. He knew that, but he could sure put the fear in him. He realized that he had been flexing in his anger and that the ropes had broken free. "Oh, Lois." He was in front of her, wiping her tears with his thumbs as he held her face. "I would never, could never hurt you like that." "HEY!!!" The men noticed that Clark was no longer tied up and the one who seemed to be in charge had his gun pointed at Clark's chest again. "Johnny, use the chains on him this time." Johnny did what he was told and this time Clark was chained to a pole where he could actually see Lois. There were still tears running down her cheeks. For a moment, her husband had looked deep in her eyes and wiped away her tears, swearing to never hurt her. Now he was tied up, no, chained up, far away from her. *Okay, he's not that far, but far enough. At least before, I could feel his arms near mine.* Lois sighed. She looked up, realization crossing her face. "How did you get untied?" she hissed. ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 23:43:40 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Demona (Angel Of The Night)" Subject: Re: NEW: Facing the Pain (1/1) In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed Well done Bethy. Very very well done. Thank you for sharing such a dear piece of your soul. ___________________________________________ Demi aka Demona nightangel@home.com "Time is a finite concept borne of physical mortality and fear. It swallows up entire generations of dreamers; falls with harsh revenge upon the minds of those who dare to see beyond such linear boundaries. But time means nothing to the living spirit. Pushed against such infinite awareness, the ticking melts away; liquid and pliable as the fluid of inspiration." ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 08:44:10 EST 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: Restaurant Question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 2/28/01 11:51:22 PM Eastern Standard Time, cmoncado@JUNO.COM writes: > . And did I miss something? Uncle Mike's cafe? I know who Mike is > from the wedding - but a cafe - is this some fanfic thing that us newbies > wouldn't know about? > > Maybe I missed someone else's answer to this, so if I did, my apologies. Uncle Mike appeared in Church of Metropolis, the episode where we first met Mayson Drake. He was Sam Lane's brother and ran a cafe in the South Side. Intergang was trying to get control of all the property there, so they had a young man, "Baby Rage," set the restaurant on fire. Clark happened to see the guy throw the incendiary device (Molotov cocktail as I recall) into the restaurant. He changed into Superman, caught Baby Rage, put out the fire, and then went and turned back into Clark. As Clark, he testified against Baby Rage. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 11:27:33 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LaNita Cornwall Subject: Re: Fwd: overlord instructions MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Yes, please send me a copy of this. I love the evil overlord instructions. LaNita -----Original Message----- From: Jill Melena [mailto:melenajill@YAHOO.CA] Sent: Friday, February 23, 2001 4:35 PM To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Subject: Re: Fwd: overlord instructions For anyone who really enjoyed the overlord instructions which Terry posted, I have an extended version. There are 231 instructions. Just email me if you'd like a copy; it's a *little* too long for this list! -Lena _______________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.ca address at http://mail.yahoo.ca ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 14:53:49 -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: It's Kerth Voting Time! On Fri, 2 Mar 2001 17:14:13 -0700, Erin Klingler wrote: >The most important thing to remember about voting: DO NOT vote more than >once. One thing that Erin didn't mention, but I will ... Voting from multiple email addresses is *cheating*. Believe it or not, every year we have this happen -- we've had people vote from their main address, their AOL address and their college address, some going so far as to put fake names or partial names on the ballot to try to hide what they are doing. Some people even make up fake addresses and vote under those. I am always shocked at the number of people we catch at this each year. (And even more disappointing is when they are people who I have known as FoLCs for years and have communicated with in the various forums -- people I would have sworn had more integrity than this.) Erin's husband is a computer guru and has long since devised ways of checking each vote that comes in for us. We have multiple methods in place to verify that addresses are legitimate and votes are not duplicated. So please don't try to cheat ... it's not fair and it's just not right. Remember -- truth, justice, and the FoLC way. Kathy ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 12:07:55 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: What was the thread? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" In my duties as betareader, I've been asked by my author for some characterization help. So I throw out to you this question... Remember some months back when we did the roleplaying story where the Planet had been bombed and everyone was working from home? Does anyone remember when approximately we wrote the story, and what the thread was titled? That's so my author and I can search the archives and re-read the thread. Or, better yet... Did anyone collect the thread, clean it up, and put it into proper story format - and perhaps post it anywhere? If it wasn't posted anywhere, but it's been collected, could I beg you to send it to me? (My author, BTW, is on this list, so, although I would be passing it along, it wouldn't be sent off-list...) Thanks for your help :) Melisma (under her Rock, not deliberately trying to be obtuse - just trying not to spoil the story for everyone) Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 12:45:07 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nancy Smith Subject: Re: What was the thread? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit That was OUATIM, Mel. I'm not sure when it was done, though. Nan Melisma wrote: > In my duties as betareader, I've been asked by my author for some > characterization help. So I throw out to you this question... Remember some > months back when we did the roleplaying story where the Planet had been > bombed and everyone was working from home? Does anyone remember when > approximately we wrote the story, and what the thread was titled? That's so > my author and I can search the archives and re-read the thread. Or, better > yet... Did anyone collect the thread, clean it up, and put it into proper > story format - and perhaps post it anywhere? If it wasn't posted anywhere, > but it's been collected, could I beg you to send it to me? (My author, BTW, > is on this list, so, although I would be passing it along, it wouldn't be > sent off-list...) > > Thanks for your help :) > > Melisma (under her Rock, not deliberately trying to be obtuse - just trying > not to spoil the story for everyone) > > Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 14:57:33 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LaNita Cornwall Subject: Re: What was the thread? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Mel, I just saved all the Quantum messages into one word file. That's the good news. The bad news is that it's one very long file and I'm not sure they are in order. I saved them to a folder as they came in, but I also put all the emails about it in with them as they came in. So it's a mess and I don't have time to fix it right now. It seems like someone was going to try to set it up in a coherent document, but I don't ever remember hearing that it was done. You are welcome to what I have, if you want it. But make it quick. I go home until Monday afternoon in about 45 minutes. LaNita -----Original Message----- From: Melisma [mailto:melisma@INTERGATE.CA] Sent: Saturday, March 03, 2001 2:08 PM To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Subject: What was the thread? In my duties as betareader, I've been asked by my author for some characterization help. So I throw out to you this question... Remember some months back when we did the roleplaying story where the Planet had been bombed and everyone was working from home? Does anyone remember when approximately we wrote the story, and what the thread was titled? That's so my author and I can search the archives and re-read the thread. Or, better yet... Did anyone collect the thread, clean it up, and put it into proper story format - and perhaps post it anywhere? If it wasn't posted anywhere, but it's been collected, could I beg you to send it to me? (My author, BTW, is on this list, so, although I would be passing it along, it wouldn't be sent off-list...) Thanks for your help :) Melisma (under her Rock, not deliberately trying to be obtuse - just trying not to spoil the story for everyone) Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 13:16:13 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: Re: What was the thread? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Sure, LaNita - send it to me privately at melisma@intergate.ca - I can clean it up myself... Thanks a bunch :) Melisma (very grateful, here under her Rock) At 02:57 PM 03/03/2001 -0600, you wrote: >Mel, > >I just saved all the Quantum messages into one word file. That's the good >news. The bad news is that it's one very long file and I'm not sure they >are in order. I saved them to a folder as they came in, but I also put all >the emails about it in with them as they came in. So it's a mess and I >don't have time to fix it right now. > >It seems like someone was going to try to set it up in a coherent document, >but I don't ever remember hearing that it was done. > >You are welcome to what I have, if you want it. But make it quick. I go >home until Monday afternoon in about 45 minutes. > >LaNita > >-----Original Message----- >From: Melisma [mailto:melisma@INTERGATE.CA] >Sent: Saturday, March 03, 2001 2:08 PM >To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU >Subject: What was the thread? > > >In my duties as betareader, I've been asked by my author for some >characterization help. So I throw out to you this question... Remember some >months back when we did the roleplaying story where the Planet had been >bombed and everyone was working from home? Does anyone remember when >approximately we wrote the story, and what the thread was titled? That's so >my author and I can search the archives and re-read the thread. Or, better >yet... Did anyone collect the thread, clean it up, and put it into proper >story format - and perhaps post it anywhere? If it wasn't posted anywhere, >but it's been collected, could I beg you to send it to me? (My author, BTW, >is on this list, so, although I would be passing it along, it wouldn't be >sent off-list...) > >Thanks for your help :) > >Melisma (under her Rock, not deliberately trying to be obtuse - just trying >not to spoil the story for everyone) > > >Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html > > Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 18:21:42 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Liz S Subject: Re: It's Kerth Voting Time! This is hard enough voting once, let alone multiple times! The stories are so wonderful, it's just plain hard to choose, and, you even miss the stories that aren't on the list. So, if the thumbtack method doesn't work, you could always take the 1st page of each story and make it into a paper airplane, and see which one flies the farthest, or, as someone else suggested, count the kisses, or, count a particular word to see how often it was repeated, or, the number of times Clark's chocolate brown eyes were mentioned, or, the number of times that Lois and Clark looked into each other's eyes in rapt attention, or, when all else fails, read rapidly through all the stories, and do your best! Congrats in advance to all the authors! You are all Kerth winners in my books! Liz S. ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 17:40:51 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: Re: What was the thread? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" I'd like to thank LaNita and Merry for sending me their copies of OUATIM. I had a blast reading it over and remembering all the fun we had writing it, before I forwarded it on to my author. Only thing is, Ellen's situation never got resolved. Yikes... Should I shake my muse awake and see if I can finish it? Or are you all bored with the idea? Melisma (smirking under her Rock) Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 20:47:14 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Alexis W." Subject: Re: What was the thread? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I happened to be part of that roleplaying story and I always wondered where it ended up being posted. Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 17:53:17 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: Re: What was the thread? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 08:47 PM 03/03/2001 EST, you wrote: >I happened to be part of that roleplaying story and I always wondered where it ended up being posted. > >Alexis ;-.) Alexis, I did manage to find it on the list archives - all in the disjoined postings we wrote it in. But a couple of smart people had saved all the little emails into one file, as they came in. For their own benefit. And they are the ones who sent their files to me, so that I didn't have to dig through the archives for myself. Thanks again, guys! FoLCs are great :) Melisma (Grateful for you all, under her Rock) Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 19:54:32 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Irene D." Subject: Fanfic Question - Tacky wedding themes MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii I am looking for suggestions re: tacky wedding theme chapels in Las Vegas. I've already thought of the Elvis impersonator minister, and the 'Chapel of Love' with lots of heart-shaped knickknacks and everything in pink, but I'm looking for more suggestions - the more outrageous the better. Thanks, Irene ===== www.originalequestrianmusic.bigstep.com __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2001 20:35:43 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Judith Williams Subject: Re: Fanfic Question - Tacky wedding themes MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Well, these might be adaptable; A miniature golf game wedding with the happy couple saying a new vow every 3 or whatever holes (you'd have to work out the math according to what's in your ceremony but you could make the language applicable to the game). Or, it being Vegas, there's the Gambler's wedding--shoot craps, play a hand of black jack, then poker, with a final pull of the one-armed bandit after the preacher says "I now pronounce you" and every lucky couple gets a small jackpot of nickels. Or there's the bad comic routine complete with tarumpta drum roll after each bad joke which would be a part of the ritual. Or maybe Reverend Bob took care of that one. Or a cabaret wedding with Vegas showgirls doing a bare-breasted high kicking number and a bad baritone singing "Feelings". Is that tacky enough? Well, I'm sure other people will come up with more tasteful tacky suggestions. :) Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Irene D." To: Sent: Saturday, March 03, 2001 7:54 PM Subject: Fanfic Question - Tacky wedding themes > I am looking for suggestions re: tacky wedding theme > chapels in Las Vegas. I've already thought of the > Elvis impersonator minister, and the 'Chapel of Love' > with lots of heart-shaped knickknacks and everything > in pink, but I'm looking for more suggestions - the > more outrageous the better. > > Thanks, > Irene > > ===== > www.originalequestrianmusic.bigstep.com > > __________________________________________________ > Do You Yahoo!? > Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. > http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 06:40:18 -0500 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: What was the thread? Posting this at Wendy's house, so I hope it comes through as being from me...(ie, Yvonne). Just a gentle reminder, folks, that OUATIM was instigated and arbitrated by yours truly, and therefore I'd really appreciate being kept in the loop here. I'd like any decisions regarding its future to be referred to me, and I will, of course, consult all the other cast members, as they are all in effect co-writers. Hope that doesn't sound too heavy-handed :) That said, it's great to see people remembering the roleplay, and that a couple of you have kept the whole thing for posterity. As for it being archived, I still intend to take the whole set of emails and turn it into something capable of being posted on the fanfic archive, but I simply haven't had the time. For your information and possible delectation, OUATIM2 is in the planning stage. The fact that it's been in the planning stage for, oh, about a year, is another story, but who knows? Maybe I'll get around to setting it running again sometime before the next millenium. Also, this time around, I've decided to invite some of our favourite writers in folcdom to take part; a number of characters have already been appointed. Whether these kind people *still* want to take part, or can even remember who they were going to be, is also another question.... There's even a plot this time, believe it or not ;) Yvonne (yvonne@yconnell.fsnet.co.uk) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 08:39:18 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wanda McCants Subject: Re: NEW: Facing the Pain (1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Bethy, What a poignant story, I could feel Lois's confusion and pain with having to face such a decision. I think you captured the devastation a diagnosis of Breast Cancer can have on a couple. Wanda "What happens to a dream deferred? / Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?" ......Langston Hughes Wanda ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 06:34:09 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Irene D." Subject: Re: Fanfic Question - Tacky wedding themes In-Reply-To: <001f01c0a464$94a4ff60$8afcfd3f@v1t9j4> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii LOL, Jude! These are certainly original and yes, very, very tacky! I can certainly have some fun with one or two of these. This won't be a big part of the fic - just a little background detail. Thanks, Irene --- Judith Williams wrote: > Well, these might be adaptable; A miniature golf > game wedding with the > happy couple saying a new vow every 3 or whatever > holes (you'd have to work > out the math according to what's in your ceremony > but you could make the > language applicable to the game). Or, it being > Vegas, there's the Gambler's > wedding--shoot craps, play a hand of black jack, > then poker, with a final > pull of the one-armed bandit after the preacher says > "I now pronounce you" > and every lucky couple gets a small jackpot of > nickels. Or there's the bad > comic routine complete with tarumpta drum roll after > each bad joke which > would be a part of the ritual. Or maybe Reverend > Bob took care of that one. > Or a cabaret wedding with Vegas showgirls doing a > bare-breasted high kicking > number and a bad baritone singing "Feelings". Is > that tacky enough? Well, > I'm sure other people will come up with more > tasteful tacky suggestions. > :) Jude ===== www.originalequestrianmusic.bigstep.com __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 16:39:04 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nicole Wolke Subject: I just voted, Boy that was tough!! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everyone, I just went to the Kerth page and submitted my vote for this year's Kerth, but Boy was that difficult this time! I especially have to apologize to all Elsworld or Alt-Universe authors, because I could have voted for each one of you guys and it nearly broke my heart to have just one single vote! Nicole -- AKA CKgroupie on IRC/AIM NKWolke@t-online.de Are you always searching for news about Dean Cain? And you don't have enough time to search? Here's your solution: Go to "The Dean Cain News Page" http://members.tripod.de/CKgroupie/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 07:59:28 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Irene D." Subject: Re: I just voted, Boy that was tough!! In-Reply-To: <3AA26198.9832E050@t-online.de> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii I voted yesterday, Nicole, and you are so correct! It was very hard to do. I had multiple favourites in many of the categories and it was horrendous trying to choose just one. Irene --- Nicole Wolke wrote: > Hi everyone, > I just went to the Kerth page and submitted my vote > for this year's > Kerth, but Boy was that difficult this time! I > especially have to > apologize to all Elsworld or Alt-Universe authors, > because I could have > voted for each one of you guys and it nearly broke > my heart to have just > one single vote! > > Nicole > -- > AKA CKgroupie on IRC/AIM > NKWolke@t-online.de > > Are you always searching for news about Dean Cain? > And you don't have enough time to search? > Here's your solution: Go to "The Dean Cain News > Page" > http://members.tripod.de/CKgroupie/index.html ===== www.originalequestrianmusic.bigstep.com __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 11:13:02 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: lcfic Subject: Message Board Index Update through March 2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Hi FoLCs! Lots of new stories, some new story parts, and a couple of completed stories all this week on Zoom's message board! And I was hoping Jo would have a TOC or 2! Thanks Jo! Links at http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Meteor/7378/lnc.html New stories this week: FIRST NIGHT III: CAROL MONCADO FUGUE II: FUSION: SHAYNE TERRY HAZEL'S WRITING CHALLENGE COLLECTION OF SHORT FIC USING ONE OF TWO OPENING PARAS SET BY HAZEL VARIOUS NIGHT FLIGHT COMPLETE VIGNETTE LUKESJEDI SUPERMAN'S SHOWER: CAROL MONACADO New part(s) posted: CAT'S PAW: STARKITTY (AKA TARA SMITH) THE HAND THAT ROCKS: PINTOFOLC Completed stories this week: FIRST FIGHT: CAROL MONCADO STRANGERS II:EPILOGUE: RAGGIEMOM (AKA MISSY GALLANT) New TOC's AS DREAMS ARE MADE OF NAN SMITH ASSASSIN'S DAGGER NAN SMITH BEST LAID PLANS NAN SMITH BETTER FAMILY HOUR ALICIA U BETWEEN FLOORS 7 AND 8 JESSI MOUNTS THE BLACK CIRCLE STARKITTY (AKA TARA SMITH) THE CIRCLE GAME JUDE (AKA JUDITH WILLIAMS) DARK REVELATION TANK WILSON DOPPLEGANGER NAN SMITH FEAR OF DISCOVERY III YVONNE CONNELL FINAL FORGIVENESS ALICIA U FUGUE SHAYNE TERRY A FUTURE RESTORED TANK WILSON A FUTURE REVISED TANK WILSON GROWING PAINS AERM1 (AKA ANN McBRIDE HOME II – BEGINNINGS NAN SMITH HOME III – MEMORIES NAN SMITH HOME IV – HONEYMOON NAN SMITH KARL I, II & III BUMPKIN (AKA MARNIE ROWE) A LIE OF THE MIND RCPEACHES (AKA ROSE) LOIS' RETURN CHIARA PRATO LOVE DISABLED TANK WILSON A LOVE WELL WORTH THE WAIT TRACEYLYNN MAGGIE STARKITTY (AKA TARA SMITH) MATTER OF ETHICS NAN SMITH MISADVENTURES AGAIN? BUMPKIN (AKA MARNIE ROWE) A NEW BEGINNING PINTOFOLC NOVEMBER (SEVEN YEAR ITCH) PINTOFOLC POLITICALLY CORRECT MEG4076 PRIORITIES NAN SMITH RED SKY JENNI DEBBAGE THE SETTLERS BUMPKIN (AKA MARNIE ROWE) SILENT FEARS ALICIA U STRANGE RELATIONSHIPS NAN SMITH THREADS OF CONFUSION STARKITTY (AKA TARA SMITH) TIME ELAPSED HARMONY TO FACE THE DAY JULIE HALE TOGOM VERSION 487 TANK WILSON A TOUCH OF GOLD JAMES BISHOP A TRIANGLE BUILT FOR TWO AERM1 (AKA ANN McBRIDE TRUST ME, I'M A REPORTER YVONNE CONNELL VANISHING ACT NAN SMITH VIDEO EX TANK WILSON THE WEAK POINT CHIARA PRATO Added to the Archive this week: Hiding in the Shadows by Irene Dutchak Enjoy! Dawn & the Index Crew __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 11:54:43 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: Re: What was the thread? In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Eh, Yvonne! Our Estimed Arbetrator! Good news for OUATIM2 :) Are you taking parts played by minor author-wannabes this time? Let me know, k? As to my asking about OUATIM... This was research for a story that is in the works by an author I am betareading for. There was a characterization question for one of the minor characters that my author has not seen in a lot of eps so far. I suggested the author read OUATIM to get a feel for the minor character - only a part of the process, to be sure. It wasn't an attempt to archive or post it anywhere, honest... Although I hope you will find the time to do so, soon. I thought we did a great job with it Melisma (ducking under her Rock before she inadvertantly steps on Yvonne's toes :) At 06:40 AM 04/03/2001 -0500, you wrote: >Posting this at Wendy's house, so I hope it comes through as being from >me...(ie, Yvonne). > >Just a gentle reminder, folks, that OUATIM was instigated and arbitrated by >yours truly, and therefore I'd really appreciate being kept in the loop >here. I'd like any decisions regarding its future to be referred to me, >and I will, of course, consult all the other cast members, as they are all >in effect co-writers. > >Hope that doesn't sound too heavy-handed :) > >That said, it's great to see people remembering the roleplay, and that a >couple of you have kept the whole thing for posterity. > >As for it being archived, I still intend to take the whole set of emails >and turn it into something capable of being posted on the fanfic archive, >but I simply haven't had the time. > >For your information and possible delectation, OUATIM2 is in the planning >stage. The fact that it's been in the planning stage for, oh, about a >year, is another story, but who knows? Maybe I'll get around to setting it >running again sometime before the next millenium. Also, this time around, >I've decided to invite some of our favourite writers in folcdom to take >part; a number of characters have already been appointed. Whether these >kind people *still* want to take part, or can even remember who they were >going to be, is also another question.... There's even a plot this >time, believe it or not ;) > >Yvonne >(yvonne@yconnell.fsnet.co.uk) > > Visit my rock at http://www.intergate.ca/personal/melisma/index.html ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 15:01:49 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: First Night III: Flight 3/3 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay here is part 3 - the final part of First Night III: Flight. Hope you enjoy it! Special thanks to my BRs - Missy and Melisma - they are priceless!!!!!! CM ***** >From Part 2 There were still tears running down her cheeks. For a moment, her husband had looked deep in her eyes and wiped away her tears, swearing to never hurt her. Now he was tied up, no, chained up, far away from her. *Okay, he's not that far, but far enough. At least before, I could feel his arms near mine.* Lois sighed. She looked up, realization crossing her face. "How did you get untied?" she hissed. ***** Part 3 "I don't know, the rope must have been weak or something. I just knew that I needed to be over there with you and tried to break them and they broke." "Well, then, why didn't you untie me, too?" Clark sighed. He knew that he could have had the two of them out of there as soon as he walked in, but he was grateful for the opportunity to talk with Lois. They needed it so bad and he hadn't figured out how to get out of the mess without revealing his powers to the two men and without scaring her in the process. She was going to be *upset* once he told her his secret and she realized that they could have been out of there right away. "I'm sorry, Lois. I should have, but it wasn't the first thing that occurred to me to do." "And what was the first thing?" Lois was icy again. She had revealed her innermost soul to him and was now starting to regret it. "You. Getting to you. Holding you. Comforting you." "That's a wonderful thought, Clark, but wouldn't it be better if you got me out of here and then you could hold me?" "Probably. But... " "You have a lot to learn about being kidnapped and tied up in abandoned warehouses." "You act like this happens to you all the time." Lois struggled against the ropes. "Well, more than my fair share I guess. How on earth did you get out of these? There is no way that they are going to give." "I don't know. They just seemed to give way." Clark sat still for a minute. "Lois, can I ask you something?" "Sure." "*Do* you think I'm a bad husband?" Lois sighed. *We seem to be doing a lot of sighing tonight*. "No, Clark. I don't think you're a bad husband. I haven't given you a chance to be any kind of husband." Clark seemed to accept that. They sat still for a few more minutes. "Lois, can I ask you something else?" "Anything." "Do you WANT to be married to me?" Lois looked straight at him. "How can you ask me that? Of course I do. Otherwise, the Hilton would have never happened." "How can *I* ask that?" Clark exploded, missing the end of her statement. "For two days now, we have been trying to hide the fact that we're married." Lois mumbled, "You don't seem to be able to hide it." "WHAT?! Someone noticed my wedding ring. That's something that I feel is sacred. I don't ever plan on taking it off, unless it's to clean it or something. But you, you have no problem taking them off and hiding them. Hiding our marriage from the world. Those aren't just rings, Lois. They're a symbol of our commitment to each other, an outward sign for the world so that everyone knows that we *belong* to someone else." Lois opened her mouth. "And don't give me that 'I am my own woman, I don't *belong* to anybody' speech. You know good and well what I mean. This ring says to the world that I am married. That there is someone at home waiting for me every night. Someone that I care about and whose needs I try to put ahead of my own. Someone I want to spend time with. That there is a woman that I want to bear my children and be their mother. There is no greater compliment in my mind. To tell the world that we belong together and that I trust you with myself - all of me. And with my children. I know what gifts children are and how hard it was for my cousins and friends to trust someone with their kids for the first time. But not only do I trust my kids with you, I want my kids to be a part of you. To have your eyes and your spunk and your smile. That ring is the tangible proof that there is someone like that in my life. But she won't even wear my rings in public. From what I can tell, she doesn't want my name. She doesn't want anyone to know that there is someone special in her life." Clark was angry. Lois was in tears. "You despise me. And I don't blame you." Clark opened his mouth to speak. She could see the regret in his eyes. This wasn't going to be easy. "No. It's my turn. I can't explain it. I know that I love you. I don't know how I know it, but I do. I love the way the hair falls over your eyes when it isn't carefully brushed back. I love your eyes - they're the color of chocolate, you know." She smiled, he blushed, and she went on. "I love looking in them and drowning. I love the way that I see your soul and you see mine just by looking in your eyes. I love your smile - the way it lights up a room. The way that your eyes twinkle as we share that look when Jimmy or Perry is talking about your 'wife'. I love the way your eyes get all squinty when you laugh. I love the looks that all the other women give you because I know that you won't ever look at them the same way. That I am the only woman in your eyes. I love the way that you hold me in your arms at night. The way I feel safe when I am with you. I love the way you kiss me. I love the way that you take the time to help others. I love the way that you try to protect me - not because you don't think I can handle things myself, but because you don't want to see me hurt. You would rather be hurt yourself. I can see that, even though we've only been together for a couple of days. I love how you would never hurt me. I love the way that you can get inside of me like no one else can. No story has ever moved me the way your mood piece did. I love that, for some reason, out of all the women and men in the world, we belong together." She stopped and stared at the ground in front of her for long minutes. Clark finally started to say something, but she shushed him. "I'm not done. I have to tell you what I hate. I hate being told what to do. I hate being second. I hate being lonely. I hate being wrong. I hate being told that I am wrong. I hate it when you won't look at me. I hate it when I can't look at you. I hate sleeping alone at night. Until yesterday, it never really bothered me, except for when I thought about you. Last night was the worst night of my life. I hate feeling out of control. I hate feeling useless. I hate seeing injustice and not being able to do anything about it. I hate seeing your eyes full of pain. I hate seeing your mouth turned down at the corners. I hate feeling incomplete when you are not around. I hate missing you when you're not around. I hate this tension between us. I hate thinking that we'll end up like my parents. I hate keeping this from everyone, but I have to know that it's going to work before we do, because I can't stand to have people think that there is something that I can't do. I hate thinking that I'll turn into my mother and my kids will hate me. Until the last couple of days, I couldn't imagine myself having kids, even with CJ. I never imagined those kinds of things in my fantasies about him. There was the kiss, the white horse and the sunset and that was it. I can't help but want your children. I hate thinking that you are mad at me. That one day you'll leave and never come back. Just like my dad." The tears were flowing freely again. "Lois, I'm not your dad. If I ever leave you, for any reason, I'll always come back. ALWAYS. I could never just leave you. I would never hurt you if there was any way I could help it. And you'll make a great mom. I know you will. Because you know what NOT to do." "I know you'd never hurt me, even if I don't agree with your assessment of my future parenting skills." Lois sighed yet again. "'Cinderella said to Snow White, 'How does love get so off course?' All I wanted was a white knight, with a good heart, soft touch, fast horse, ride me off into the sunset, baby I'm forever yours.' Do we have that kind of love, Clark? I just don't know if we do. Do you know that last night was the first time I've listened to that song in over ten years?" "I heard it." Clark looked down wide-eyed as he realized what he said. "How? I'm on the fifth floor and my window was closed. And don't say you came to the door, and heard it that way because Lucy knows it's our song and I didn't want to deal with her last night." Clark tried to cover. "I don't know how I heard it. I guess the same way I knew you were in trouble. It's just a sixth sense or something, I guess." "Yeah, right. I don't buy it." "Well, you shouldn't. Lois, please trust me. I'll explain it all to you when we get out of here. We'll go someplace quiet, without anyone else around, and talk about everything." "It seems like we've already talked about a lot of stuff." "It sure has been a night of ups and downs hasn't it." "Clark? Have we actually resolved anything?" Clark thought for a minute. "I don't know. We got some things out in the open and I think that maybe we have a foundation to work on. All I know is that when I tell you what I have to tell you, the roller coaster ride is going to start all over again." Lois groaned. "I'm not sure that I want to hear it. As for getting out of here, how do you suggest we do it?" "I don't know. Who are these guys? Maybe we can use that to our advantage." "I have no idea who they are or what they want. I came looking for more information based on some of the stuff that Marvin gave us, but there wasn't anything. These two bozos came along as I was leaving. I think they're planning a bank heist or something. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, as opposed to what usually happens when I get kidnapped. Usually they are looking for me." "I don't like the idea of you getting kidnapped all the time. We're going to have to do something about that." Suddenly, the door to the office opened and the two men came out. "Torch it, Johnny. We're done here." The one named Johnny poured gasoline all over the warehouse. "Bye, guys. Hope you enjoy barbecue!" Johnny laughed. As they walked out the door, he turned around. "Can't forget this!" He laughed an evil, cackly laugh and opened a lighter. He threw it onto the ground on the opposite side of the warehouse from Lois and Clark. "Just to give you time to think about what's going to happen." Lois screamed. "Clark, what are we going to do?" Clark looked grim and made a decision. "Lois, do you trust me?" "What? What kind of question is that?" "Do you trust me?" "Of course, Clark, but how are we... " "Close your eyes." "What?" "Close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you to." "Okay. Sure." Lois didn't sound sure at all. She closed her eyes, but couldn't help peeking through one mostly closed eyelid. She didn't believe what that one eye was telling her was happening. Clark quickly broke free of the chains and shot straight up, breaking through the roof. He quickly rounded up the two men who were trying to leave, tying them up far away from the warehouse before they even knew what happened. He reentered the building, untying Lois quickly. "Clark, how did you get loose?" "I'll tell you later. Are your eyes closed?" "Of course, Clark." Lois was still peeking out of one eye. "Close them, Lois." Clark was firm. "Fine. They're closed." This time they really were. Clark finished untying her and helped her stand up. "Quick. Put your arms around my waist. Inside my jacket. And keep your eyes closed." Lois did as she was told, resting her head against the strong chest of her husband. Clark wrapped his jacket around her and held her close. "Take a deep breath and hold on. Ready?" "Ready. I think." "Hang on." Slowly at first, Clark rose and carried Lois through the hole that he had made in the ceiling on his first trip out. "Clark?" Lois' voice was muffled in her husband's chest. "Yes, Lois." Clark tried to prepare himself for the question that was coming. "Umm, Clark, this is a stupid question, but I have to ask." "Anything, Lois." "UM, well, are we flying?" "Yes, Lois. We are." Lois opened her eyes and realized that they were suspended in midair some distance above the burning warehouse. She screamed. An earsplitting scream that came from the pit of her stomach. She held on even tighter. "Clark!" "Don't worry, Lois. I've got you." "But, Clark, who's got you?" "Just a minute." Clark took a deep breath and blew freezing air onto the fire that was just starting to blaze out of control, hearing the sirens in the distance, knowing that they would find Johnny and his friend. "Clark?" Lois was sounding more and more scared. "It's okay, Lois. The fire is out and I've got you. Remember, I won't ever let anything hurt you. Come on, let's go somewhere where we can talk." "Talk, yes, let's talk." "Where would you like to go to talk?" "Um, wherever." Lois didn't sound sure of anything. "We could go to a deserted tropical island that I know." "Sure, a tropical island is good." "Hold on tight and close your eyes. I've never flown anyone anywhere, except my parents on rare occasions and then never very far. I want to make sure that you are okay." "Um, Clark?" "Yes." "Did I miss something?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, can everyone else fly and I've just been left out of the Flyboy Club?" Clark laughed. A deep, full laugh. "No, Lois, you haven't been left out of anything. You've been let in." Clark started towards the Caribbean. "I'll explain everything, the best I can as soon as we get there." "I can't wait." They were silhouetted against the moon, for just a moment, when Clark whispered, "This flight will be much better than the one I took last night. I'll slow down before we get there, so you can enjoy it too." "Um, enjoying it would be nice. Right now, I'm just scared out of my wits." "You'll get used to it." They flew in silence for a few minutes, the breeze blowing Lois' hair around. The breeze lessened considerably. "Close your eyes, Lois and hold still." "Okay." "Don't be afraid. Nothing is going to happen. Let go of me, just for a second." "Let go?" "Don't worry, I won't let you go." Lois carefully and cautiously released her death grip on her husband. "Okay, now, just like you were on the ground, turn around, so your back is to me." Clark grinned. "And keep those eyes closed. No peeking." Lois took a deep breath and turned, pushing her back into the strong chest that somehow held her far above the ground. Her eyes were tightly shut and she waited. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 17:08:57 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Lesley Hilliard Subject: Re: First Night III: Flight 3/3 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This is very good Carol, but I don't think it is quite finished. Or are we all waiting with Lois, eyes closed in Clark's strong, gentle grip. Lesley in Brampton On > > "Don't worry, Lois. I've got you." > > "But, Clark, who's got you?" > I think these were the best two lines from the first Superman movie. LH ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 16:22:12 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: Re: First Night III: Flight 3/3 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > This is very good Carol, but I don't think it is quite finished. Or > are we > all waiting with Lois, eyes closed in Clark's strong, gentle grip. > Lesley in Brampton On Pretty much!!!!! Is that such a bad place to be?! First Night IV: Creation will be coming soon! > > > > > "Don't worry, Lois. I've got you." > > > > "But, Clark, who's got you?" > > > I think these were the best two lines from the first Superman movie. > Is that where it's from?! I thought I had heard it before but I haven't seen any of the movies since the mid-80s! (And I was just a kid so I don't really remember*BG*)! > LH ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 17:53:26 -0600 Reply-To: truitt22@flash.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: timothy truitt Organization: tnt technical services Subject: Kerth Authors MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit To All the Authors of this Year’s Kerth Nominees: I want to thank you. Thank you for giving me hours of reading pleasure. You have made it so difficult to vote for just one story per category that you have given me a headache. I want to thank you for that too. If per chance you are not the one to bring home the Kerth award, rest assured that it is not from lack of quality in your story or writing. There were so many categories that I could have easily voted for multiple stories. In fact, just narrowing down the list of stories to the 5 or so nominated per category was a difficult task. The quality of stories and the talent of the authors in this year’s Kerths is tremendous. Congratulations to all of you. And again, I want to thank you. Please continue to write such high quality wonderful stories. THANK YOU. merry ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 19:21:44 EST 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: Kerth Authors MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Merry, You are most welcome. I admire your ability to have already voted. I still can't narrow it down myself. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 20:06:26 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Marilyn L. Puett" Subject: Re: Fanfic Question - Tacky wedding themes When we went to the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee for our 25th wedding anniversary, I saw a brochure advertising "Hillbilly Weddings" in that area. I believe you could either get married or renew your vows in a ceremoney a la L'il Abner with "Marryin' Sam" performing the ceremonies. It sure was tempting........ Marilyn AKA Supermom ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 18:29:11 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Irene D." Subject: Re: Fanfic Question - Tacky wedding themes In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Lol, Marilyn! Thanks for this idea! This is for part of a story where I can use a lot of tackiness, so if anyone else has more suggestions, please don't hesitate to send them on to me! Thanks, Irene --- "Marilyn L. Puett" wrote: > When we went to the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee for > our 25th wedding > anniversary, I saw a brochure advertising "Hillbilly > Weddings" in that > area. I believe you could either get married or > renew your vows in a > ceremoney a la L'il Abner with "Marryin' Sam" > performing the ceremonies. > It sure was tempting........ > > Marilyn > AKA Supermom ===== www.originalequestrianmusic.bigstep.com __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001 21:38:20 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Annette Ciotola Subject: Nfic Archive Updated - 03/04/01 Comments: To: lcnfanfic@egroups.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey Gang, The PG side has been updated today! I apologize for the late posting, I'm preparing for a week of out of state training (if that snow doesn't come - me thinkith the weathermen messith up again ;) We have new fanfic from Kaethel and Wendy Richards with special guest writer Tank! Check out another 2001 Kerth hopeful author showcase posted today, so head on over to check it out! Anne Visit the Lois & Clark Nfic Archive http://www.annesplace.net "If something looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and talks like a duck ... chances are pretty good it is a duck." - Lois Lane; Strange Visitor From Another Planet "...Grab a bottle, hunker down and pray for daylight!" - Karen Walker; Guess Who's Not Coming to Dinner ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 5 Mar 2001 15:09:04 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Nancy R. Nissen" Subject: "Buzzard" Has Landed! In-Reply-To: <20010305022911.11490.qmail@web902.mail.yahoo.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" I am pleased to report that not even a 6.8 earthquake or a massive snowstorm could deter the U. S. Post Office in delivery to Anne Ciotola of the original tape of that soon-to-be-classic "Buzzard" starring Dean Cain, age about 10, and his brother Roger, age approx. 12. Please contact Anne at AMCiotola@AOL.com if you would like a copy. She's asking $5.50 for tapes destined for the U. S. She wasn't sure as of this writing how much to ask for Canada as postal rates have gone up for our neighbor to the north as well. Enjoy! Nancy Nissen mrspeel@blarg.net ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 5 Mar 2001 18:26:07 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: First Night IV: Creation, 1/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay here is the first part of Creation. Special thanks, as always, go out to my fantastic BRs, Missy and melisma. FDK please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CM ***** >From First Night III: Flight They were silhouetted against the moon, for just a moment, when Clark whispered, "This flight will be much better than the one I took last night. I'll slow down before we get there, so you can enjoy it too." "Um, enjoying it would be nice. Right now, I'm just scared out of my wits." "You'll get used to it." They flew in silence for a few minutes, the breeze blowing Lois' hair around. The breeze lessened considerably. "Close your eyes, Lois, and hold still." "Okay." "Don't be afraid, nothing is going to happen. Let go of me, just for a second." "Let go?" "Don't worry, I won't let you go." Lois cautiously released her death grip on her husband. "Okay, now, just like you were on the ground, turn around, so your back is to me." Clark grinned. "And keep those eyes closed. No peeking." Lois took a deep breath and turned, pushing her back into the strong chest that somehow held her far above the ground. Her eyes were tightly shut and she waited. ***** First Night IV: Creation It seemed like an eternity. They hung there suspended in mid-air, above the clouds. The stars were shining and the moon was full and bright. Lois could hardly stand the anticipation. "Clark? Can I open my eyes yet?" "In a minute." He buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath. "Lois, before you open your eyes, I have to tell you where we are - I don't want to scare you." "Scare me? I'm already scared, Clark." "I know. Just imagine yourself, floating above the clouds, the stars and the moon brighter than you've ever seen before." "And you holding me in your arms?" Lois smiled. "Always. Can you see it?" "I... I think so." "That's where we are. If you think you're ready, open your eyes." Lois took a deep breath and swallowed hard. "Promise you won't let me go?" "Never." Slowly, Lois opened her eyes. For just a second. Then they were tightly shut again. She pressed back against Clark as much as she could. "I don't think I can do this, Clark." "If you want me to, I'll land us on that island I told you about and we can do this some other time." Lois thought about it. "No. I want to do this." She slowly opened her eyes, wider this time and took in the scenery around her. As far as she could see, there were white clouds, but they didn't look like regular clouds. They looked like the clouds that she saw out the window of an airplane. The ones she thought were sheep when she was just a kid. There were breaks here and there, but she couldn't see the ground. She looked up and saw the blackest sky she had ever seen, broken in a million places by the twinkling of far off stars. Clark slowly turned around so that she could see the entire view. The moon came into her line of sight, suspended in the darkness as though it was hung just for them. "Oh, Clark. It's beautiful!" "Not as beautiful as you, my love." They floated there in silence. "This is my favorite place. Above the clouds, below the stars. It's the one place that I truly feel at home. Even more so now that you're here with me." "I can see why you love it. But, Clark, as lovely as it is, I'm not sure I believe it. Maybe I passed out from smoke at the warehouse and this is all a dream that I'm having before I burn to death." "No, Lois. This isn't a dream. This is real." "I was afraid of that. Clark, I have a lot of questions for you." "I know. Come on, we'll talk and I'll tell you everything." Slowly, they descended, Lois giggling a little as they floated downwards through the wet clouds. She saw that they were over the ocean and shuddered a little bit as she realized just what was happening. "You're cold." "I'll be okay." "As soon as we land, you can have my jacket." Clark fixed one arm more securely around Lois' waist and pointed with the other. "See? Down there? That little island?" "Is that where we're going?" "Yep, just let me make sure it is still deserted." He stopped for a minute, using his vision to make sure that no one was there. "Okay, it's safe." He was glad he had taken his glasses off earlier. "How do you know?" "I, uh, well, I used my x-ray vision." Lois laughed. A long, full, disbelieving laugh. "Right, and I used my heat vision to start that fire." "No, that was a lighter." "You're serious, aren't you?" "If you want more proof, I could tell you what color your underwear is." "Clark! That's okay. I'll take your word for it." They landed softly on the beach. "Here, you're shivering. Take my coat." He took off his jacket and put it around her shoulders. His T-shirt was still damp from the trip through the clouds, clinging to him in all the right places. Lois looked at him appreciatively. "That is how I always imagined you'd look when you came to find me." Her hand rested lightly on his stomach. She shivered again and then sneezed. "Hold still." "Why?" "Let me warm you up." "Later, Clark," she replied, thinking she knew what he was talking about. "Right now, we need to talk." He laughed softly. "This will just take a second." He looked at her intently and suddenly she felt dry and warm. "How did you do that? Do you really have heat vision?" "Yes," he answered simply. "Oh." She looked at him incredulously and then her legs buckled underneath her and she sat on the sand. Clark was at her side in an instant. The concern was evident in his eyes. "Lois, are you okay?" She closed her eyes and pulled the jacket around her a little tighter. "I'm just a little overwhelmed. Who am I kidding? I am a LOT overwhelmed. What is all this? Who are you? What are you?" Clark sat next to her. "What am I? That is a loaded question." He sighed. "I don't know. I guess I'm human, but I'm not sure. I could be an... " he swallowed hard. "I could be an alien, but we don't know." "We? Who's we?" "My parents. They found me in a field, in a spaceship. We never found out where it came from. My mom had been told that she couldn't have kids and suddenly there I was. They weren't about to tell anyone what they had found. It was the height of the Cold War. For all they knew, I was some sort of experiment from the Soviet Union. Or the United States for that matter. Or, as far out as it sounds, I could have been from another planet. "For the first few years of my life, I was pretty normal. I was never sick and when I broke my arm falling out of my tree house, it healed in less than a week. In elementary, I was the fastest kid in school, but by high school, I had to stop running track because I could actually go so fast that no one would see me. By the time I was in junior high, it was obvious that there was something different about me. I could lift a tractor with one hand. I almost burned down the shed just by looking at it. By my freshman year, I could see through walls. That was when I started wearing glasses. So that I would be careful using my... powers and maybe I wouldn't hurt anyone. In my sophomore year, I realized that I could hear things from across a room. Whispered things. And then around the corner and down the hall. We tested it out and I could hear my mom whispering from almost a mile away. If she talked normal, it was much farther. I hear cries for help from even farther than that. The spring of my senior year, I realized that I could float or levitate. That's how I made sure your dad didn't find me in your room that night. I realized he'd be able to see my shoes from under the curtains, so I levitated just a bit so that he couldn't see them. I didn't even know I could fly then. You taught me that." Lois looked at him. "Me? How did I teach you to fly? I know that I sure don't know how." He chuckled. "That morning that you left. After I kissed your cheek, I turned and ran off. I ran faster and faster until the next thing I knew I was flying, above the clouds. It took you leaving to show me how to fly. If I'd been thinking more clearly, maybe I would've followed you so that I could find you later, but whenever you're around, I can't think clearly. I spent my life from about fourth grade on trying to fit in. Knowing that no one could know about me and how different I was. I had friends, like the ones I went to D. C. with, but I could never let them get too close. My dad's biggest fear was that someone would find out about me and dissect me like a... " "Frog," Lois finished for him. "I heard you talking to your dad remember? I just didn't know what you were talking about." "Yeah, like a frog. He passed that fear on to me. My whole life I have lived in fear, never getting too close to anyone, until now. You are the only one who knows about any of this, except my parents." "Why me, Clark?" "Ever since I met you in Washington, I knew that someday I'd be able to tell you my secret. I knew that I loved you and wanted to spend my life with you, to hold you and protect you. I would never have married you without telling you all of this under other circumstances. I didn't even know if we would be... well, if we'd be compatible when we got married." Lois smiled as her husband blushed. "I don't think we have to worry about that anymore, do we?" "No, not in that way, at least. But I don't know if I can ever give you a family. Lois, you may not see it, but I think you were born to be a mother - not like what you've told me about your mother - but your own kind of mother. And I don't know if I can give that to you." "That's okay, Clark. *I* don't think that I am cut out to be a mother anyway. And if, one day, we decide we do want kids, then we can adopt." "But there's so much else that I just don't know. I know that I can stop bullets with my chest or catch them with my hands. I know that I can move faster than the speed of sound and almost as fast as light." A light bulb flashed in Lois' head. She turned so that she was facing him, momentarily distracted by the profile of her husband in the moonlight, but quickly back on track. "It was you, wasn't it? The man falling who ended up on the platform. You put him there didn't you? You were the streak. That's why you were such a mess. And when you stood up in the conference room because you thought you heard something - you used that hearing thing didn't you? So that you KNEW someone was coming." He nodded, not daring to look at her. "And that's why you took Marvin's death so hard, you thought you could have protected him. I'm right, aren't I?" He nodded again. "And that's how you got out of the chains." Something else dawned on her, realization spreading slowly across her face. "And out of the ropes. And if you can stop bullets, why were you tied up in the first place? You could have gotten us out of there as soon as you showed up, right? Answer me!" Clark just sat there. "Clark, you tell me the truth and you tell me now, or so help me... " Her sentence trailed off leaving him to imagine what she might do. He took a deep breath and plunged in. "You're right, Lois. I could have had us out of there the moment I arrived. And you're right to be mad at me. I know that it isn't a good excuse, but I didn't want those men to find out about me and I didn't want to scare you. Don't worry, those guys are tied up and I'm sure the cops have them by now. I knew that I could get us out of there before anything really bad happened and that I wouldn't let anything happen to you. If I could do that with out making my powers obvious, I would. If I needed to use them, I would've done that too. As it turned out, I did. And I knew that if we were tied up together, we might get to talk, and we both know how bad we needed - need - to do that. Can you understand that?" Lois thought for a few minutes. "I guess maybe I can. Someday. I don't know if I'm ready to deal with all of this just yet." "Would you like me to take you home?" Lois thought for another minute. "No, not just yet. I want to talk some more. There are things that I want to know." "Anything, Lois. I'll answer any question you have." "There's not any kind of precedent for this is there?" Clark looked at her. "THAT'S the biggest question you have?" "No, that's just the first one that popped into my mind. Since I really already know the answer to that one - I'll try something else. What does all of this mean to us, Clark?" "I don't know, Lois. I'd like to think that it doesn't mean anything for us, except that I can take you to dinner in Paris or bring you chocolate from Switzerland." "Or take-out from Shanghai?" "Yeah, that was true, you just didn't believe me. But I know that it changes things for us. I can't just NOT go when I hear someone call for help and I can do something about it. That's the reason I traveled the world - I could never stay in one place too long before someone would start getting suspicious. I can't ask you to do that. It wouldn't be fair. And I can't ask you to stay in Metropolis while I roam the four corners of the globe, waiting for that midnight rendezvous. That's not fair to either one of us, but especially to you. I'm working on a plan, I think. It's not finished and I don't know if it will work. I desperately want it to so that I can help others and still keep my privacy. Without anyone finding out it is me." "Can you do that, Clark?" "I don't know - I hope so. Otherwise, there isn't much hope for me to help people and have a normal life." Lois thought about that for a minute. "What if I asked you to give it up? To give up the flying and the danger and everything else and stay with me? Would you do it? Would you give it all up for me?" ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 6 Mar 2001 22:12:35 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Genevieve Subject: OT - Cynthia Ettinger?? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This is kind off off-topic for a fanfic list, but this is the only L&C list I'm on these days, so... Does anyone know which L&C episode an actress called Cynthia Ettinger appeared in? Rumor has it she has been cast in the role of Martha Kent for the up-coming WB TV show "Smallville". -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Genevieve The World Wide Web has made it possible for anyone to find in five hours what a competent librarian can find in five minutes. :-) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 00:19:30 -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: OT - Cynthia Ettinger?? On Tue, 6 Mar 2001 22:12:35 -0500, Genevieve wrote: >Does anyone know which L&C episode an actress called Cynthia Ettinger >appeared in? Rumor has it she has been cast in the role of Martha >Kent for the up-coming WB TV show "Smallville". I have no idea, but I hope someone does. What makes you believe she was in L&C at some point? Does she list it as a credit? If no one here knows, maybe we can post the question on Zoomway's message boards? I'd be very curious of the answer, too! :) Kathy ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 6 Mar 2001 23:20:29 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: LC Birthday question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Is there anyone who knows (if the answer even exists) birthdays (even months) for LC or Perry or Jimmy? Or any other main or quasi-main characters? Thanks so much! CM ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 6 Mar 2001 23:22:03 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: First Night IV: Creation, 2/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Here's part 2. Hope you like it! CM ***** Lois thought about that for a minute. "What if I asked you to give it up? To give up the flying and the danger and everything else and stay with me? Would you do it? Would you give it all up for me?" Clark sat still. The thought was new to him. He had never considered what might happen. He never expected Lois to ask him that. "I've never thought about it," he answered honestly. "I guess I thought if I ever found you, you'd understand. I know that it is a lot to ask of anyone. I don't know how I could even ask you to deal with all of this. This is mine to deal with alone. My parents can help some, but other than that this is my own personal burden." "You haven't answered the question. What would you do?" Clark sighed. "I don't know. If we weren't married, as hard as it would be to do, I would probably have to say goodbye. I don't think that I could not help people and I want the woman I share my life with to share that feeling. But we are married so that is a moot point. If you really wanted me to, I would give it up. Our marriage is that important to me. YOU are that important to me," Clark finished softly. Lois moved over to sit close to him and wrapped her arms around him. "You have no idea how much it means to me that you said that. But, Clark, I could never ask you to do that. You have been given a gift. You can help in a way that no one else can and for me to ask you to give that up is more than I could dream of doing. I try to help people in my own way, by writing exposes and trying to stop corruption and violence using my position as a reporter and the power of public opinion. This is something you HAVE to do. If somehow I convinced you that you should give up helping people for me, what kind of person would that make me? I would be withholding from the world someone who could really make a difference. In a big, obvious way. I can only imagine how hard it must have been to say that you would give it all up for me." Clark looked at her, tears shining in his eyes. "You won't ask me to give it all up?" "No, I just needed to know what you would say. If this marriage is going to work, I need to know that *we* are the most important thing to you." "You are the most important thing in my life, Lois. You always have been and you always will be. I would do anything for you, Lois. I love you, now more than ever. I want to spend my life making you happy. I just hope I can. The question is, can you live with me and my superpowers? And anything that might entail? Things could get really crazy and really weird if anyone ever finds out. And what about kids? If we do have kids, will they inherit my powers? Will one of them and not another?" "Clark, those are questions that we can't answer. There isn't anything that we can do about it right now. Why don't we focus on what we can deal with?" "And what is that?" "You are my husband and I love you." "Are you sure?" Clark turned so that he was facing her and took her hands in his. "Are you sure you want to be married to a freak of nature? Who may not be able to give you children? And if he can, they may not be normal? Are you sure you want that kind of life?" Tears began to creep out of Lois' eyes as she realized what Clark had to deal with his whole life. The fear of rejection, the weight of being different. Always wondering who he could trust. If he could trust anyone. She looked deep into his eyes. "You are NOT a freak of nature - do you understand me? You are a kind, caring, wonderful man who has been given a gift. One of the best gifts I can think of. And I don't mean your strength or your speed or being able to do all kinds of things with your eyes. What I am talking about is right here." She placed her hand on his chest. "You have a heart for people. You want to help them and it breaks your heart when you can't. And not only that, but you have a way to help them. A way that no one else can. We just have to find a way to make it work." Clark just looked at her. He moved his hand to her cheek, wiping away the tears. She caught his big hand in her small one and kissed the palm. "How did I get so lucky? No, lucky doesn't describe it. How did I get so blessed with a wonderful woman like you?" Lois smiled gently. "I never could resist puppy dog eyes and you, sir, are REALLY good at giving someone the puppy dog eyes." Clark laughed, tension ebbing from his body. "I am, aren't I? I could get just about anything from my mom if I looked at her right!" "I'll tell her you said that." "No, you won't." "How do you know?" "You know what I do to little girls who tattle?" Lois smiled a sultry smile and her voice deepened slightly. "I can imagine. Is it anything like what you do to little girls who eavesdrop?" Clark quickly picked her up with an impish grin, his jacket falling off of her shoulders into the sand. "Nope, not like that at all." "Clark, put me down." Lois half-heartedly tried to escape, but enjoying being cradled in his arms. Clark just laughed and somehow managed to take off his shoes and socks. He walked, wife in arms, towards the gently rolling surf. "Clark, what are you doing? You are NOT going to drop me in the water!" Clark seemed to walk out into the surf. In reality, he was hovering just over it, the waves barely touching his bare feet. "No, I am not going to drop you. I just want to make sure that you understand what I do to little girls who tattle. I take them to a deserted island in the Caribbean and I drop them in the surf." "So if I tattle, you'll bring me back?" "That's not the point, Lois." "Will you?" she demanded. "I'll bring you back here anytime you want, sweetheart." Before she knew it, she was standing, sort of, just like she had been when they were flying. Their faces were inches apart. His arms wrapped around her waist, hers around his neck hands buried deep in his thick dark hair. There was electricity in the air and they both could feel it. He looked at her and whispered. "Are you sure?" She nodded and he moved towards her. Their lips touched and the rest of the world melted away. The kiss seemed to last an eternity and when they finally pulled away, Lois realized that they were far from shore. "Clark?" she asked, her mouth millimeters from his. "Yes?" He could feel her soft breath. "Were we floating the other night?" "I think so. I wasn't really paying attention. I had other things on my mind." "Like what?" "Like this." And he kissed her again, softly and tenderly. This kiss didn't last near as long. "Clark?" "Yes, Lois." "Could we go home now?" Clark pulled back, away from her, misunderstanding what she meant. "If you want to." He sounded defeated. Lois instantly realized her mistake. "No, Clark. I mean can we go HOME together and do some more of this." She kissed him again. Long minutes later, his lips released hers with a groan. "Where is home, Lois? Where could we go?" "Lucy has a new boyfriend." "So?" Clark didn't understand. "So, she usually moves in with her new boyfriends pretty quickly." "But does that do us any good right now?" Lois looked a little defeated. "No, I guess not." "I might have an idea." "I like ideas." "We probably won't get to umm, do any compatibility tests." Lois sighed. "That's okay. I'd really like to be close to you tonight anyway. What do you have in mind?" "Well, it is still fairly early in Kansas and I know my folks would love to meet you. We could talk to my mom about some ideas to get me a costume or something to wear on rescues." "Are you sure? They won't mind us just barging in?" "They were mad at me for not bringing you last night!" "You went to go see them last night?" "I needed to talk to them. They understand like no one else ever has, until you. They knew about you the day I got home from D. C. and always encouraged me to follow my heart and try to find you if that's what I wanted." Clark had moved them back to the sandy beach. "Are you sure they won't mind?" "I'm sure. We'll stop in Smallville and call them from a pay phone to make sure that they are home. We'll be there in five, maybe ten minutes. Depends on how slow you want me to fly." "Will they be ready for houseguests?" "My mom is always ready for houseguests. And there is a double bed in my room!" "Just a double, huh?" "Yup, we'll be that much closer that way! Here's what I'm thinking. Does Perry give time of for hazardous duty?" "What do you mean?" "I mean we spent the night tied up in a warehouse! Would he let us send in a story and take the day off? He doesn't have to know that we are together." Lois thought about it for a second. "I could get him to do it for me. I'll call him once we get there." She watched him put his socks and shoes back on. She held out her hands and helped him to his feet. He helped her put his jacket on. Now that she knew he didn't get cold, she was more than willing to take it. She put her arms around him and looked at him. "Isn't this how we do that flying thing?" Clark laughed. "You're getting the hang of it! But we can do this one of two ways. You can hang on like this, or you can turn around and enjoy the scenery. It's up to you." Lois looked him straight in the eye and said, "I think I like this view better for now!" Clark laughed again. "Okay, I can fly faster that way anyway. When we set down in Smallville, we'll be in an alley. You just stay put and I'll call my parents and be right back. We'll take off again and be there in a few seconds, okay?" She nodded. "Stay in the alley. I'll show you around town tomorrow, okay?" "Yes, Clark." "Good girl. Now hang on tight." "Always." Clark grinned and they shot straight up. Moments later, they landed in the same alley Clark had been in the night before. He called his parents and asked them if he could come by, just for a few minutes. He had something really important to show them, but that was all he would tell them. He went back into the alley and together they left a moment later. He landed behind the barn at the farm. "Are you ready for this?" Lois was looking nervous. "As ready as I'll ever be." "Don't worry, honey, they'll love you. I do." He gazed into her eyes and gave her a soft kiss. "Come on." He peeked around the corner and made sure they weren't watching. Hand in hand, they walked across the yard and up the porch. Standing there, hand on the doorknob, Clark whispered to her again, "I love you. It'll be okay. You ready?" When Lois nodded, he led her into the homey kitchen. ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 01:10:04 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Marilyn L. Puett" Subject: Re: OT - Cynthia Ettinger?? Oh how I love a good mystery. I've searched everywhere and can't find a photo of this Cynthia Ettinger. But I did get this result at google.com: ... CYNTHIA ETTINGER - (Charlotte). She has appeared in THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS and such telvision series as SEINFELD, ER and LOIS & CLARK and -- she is a member ... www.effectsofmagic.com/actors.htm - 7k - HOWEVER...when I try going to the site, it just times out on me. I also did a search of the episode guide on Zoom's board. There's no Cynthia Ettinger listed in any of those, but they just list the main characters. She probably had a bit part that was in the end credits. She could be anybody -- the maid in HiM, the psychologist at the police station in ASU, one of the Stoke Club bouncers in WoS, Diane, the reporter who pairs up with Clark in The Source (I think that's the episode), and the list goes on. Marilyn ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 01:10:12 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Marilyn L. Puett" Subject: Re: OT - Cynthia Ettinger?? Oh how I love a good mystery. I've searched everywhere and can't find a photo of this Cynthia Ettinger. But I did get this result at google.com: ... CYNTHIA ETTINGER - (Charlotte). She has appeared in THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS and such telvision series as SEINFELD, ER and LOIS & CLARK and -- she is a member ... www.effectsofmagic.com/actors.htm - 7k - HOWEVER...when I try going to the site, it just times out on me. I also did a search of the episode guide on Zoom's board. There's no Cynthia Ettinger listed in any of those, but they just list the main characters. She probably had a bit part that was in the end credits. She could be anybody -- the maid in HiM, the psychologist at the police station in ASU, one of the Stoke Club bouncers in WoS, Diane, the reporter who pairs up with Clark in The Source, and the list goes on. Marilyn ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 11:10:55 +0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Gay Devlin Subject: Re: OT - Cynthia Ettinger?? In-Reply-To: <3AA5A723.81670469@erols.com> MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed I have her down as the tour guide in VATMAN - presumably during the Vatman/Superman fight. Gay ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 07:05:33 EST 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: LC Birthday question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 3/7/01 12:30:15 AM Eastern Standard Time, cmoncado@JUNO.COM writes: > Is there anyone who knows (if the answer even exists) birthdays (even > months) for LC or Perry or Jimmy? Or any other main or quasi-main > characters? > Lois's birthday was supposed to be in October and Clark's was in February, I believe. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 07:48:50 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Annette Ciotola Subject: Re: OT - Cynthia Ettinger?? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I've checked the internet movie database (www.imdb.com) and she has quite a few thigs listed but LnC is not under Notable TV appearences ... perhaps she was just an extra? http://us.imdb.com/Name?Ettinger,+Cynthia Anne ;) Visit the Lois & Clark Nfic Archive www.annesplace.net "If something looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and talks like a duck ... chances are pretty good it is a duck." - Lois Lane; Strange Visitor From Another Planet "...Grab a bottle, hunker down and pray for daylight!" - Karen Walker; Guess Who's Not Coming to Dinner ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 14:36:55 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Gerry Anklewicz Subject: L & C test In-Reply-To: <20010306.232208.-195691.12.cmoncado@juno.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit I was going through some old lesson files and found this little quiz that you might enjoy. If I remember correctly it’s from the third season. Literary and Rhetorical Devices Find examples of the following literary and rhetorical devices listed below in the following essay. 1. thought interuption 2. cliché 3. anecdote 4. rhetorical question 5. metaphor 6. simile 7. euphemism 8. oxymoron 9. allusion (2) 10. hyperbole (at least for some people) 11.sarcasm O.K. I admit it. I like to watch Lois and Clark:The New Adventures of Superman. This may come as a shock to you since many of you many not consider Lois and Clark:The New Adventures of Superman to be the kind of television fare suitable to a teacher of my ability and intelligence, but I do find some redeeming features in the show beyond Dean Cain’s meteoric good looks. My history with Superman is a long one. When I was a little girl, a long time ago in a galaxy far far away, I used to read Superman comics and watch The Adventures of Superman, in black and white no less. I was always fascinated by the relationship between Superman and Lois, Jimmy and Perry. How could they be so galactically stupid that they couldn’t figure out that Clark Kent was Superman? I always wanted there to be a romantic relationship with Superman and Lois but even more so with Clark Kent (the neglected party in the love triangle). No one seemed to appreciate him as an individual. Clark, by the way, was oblivious, in those days, of Lois as a woman. She was only interested in the gentle man of steel. The villains were also interesting. These one dimensional bad guys never understood that their o’ervaulting ambition and greed was what drove them forward. But even with this evil in the world of Metropolis, there was no bloodshed and heavy bloodletting. And finally, there was no sex. The relationship between Lois and Clark was an innocent one. Even if Lois and Superman got married, which occurred quite frequently in the comic books, the marriage got kissed away or Lois woke up from her romantic dream. Sex before marriage just didn’t exist. Their lives, in each adventure, were like clean slates. Nowadays, Lois and Clark:The New Adventures of Superman follows old patterns while still breaking every rule of the past. The villains are still one dimensional and greedy (taking a great deal of joy in their stupidity) and there is little, if any, bloodshed. Next, sex exists but it is a subtle haze of pure romance surrounding Lois and Clark. It leaves me with a warm feeling deep in my heart. There is also a degree of humour and a sense of fun that captivates the older audience especially when we see the evil magician, Baron Sunday, sticking pins in a Clark doll that just happens to look like George Reeve. For you younger folk, there is the time when Clark/Superman flew up to slam a basket against Bo Jackson and Bo says, “Bo don’t know that.” And speaking of allusions, I loved it when Clark said, “A little louder, Lois. I don’t they they heard you in Gotham City.” Lois and Clark:The New Adventures of Superbabe is a lot of fun to watch. You don’t need a degree in literature to enjoy it, but it helps. Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 17:57:32 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: LC Birthday question Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit << Is there anyone who knows (if the answer even exists) birthdays (even months) for LC or Perry or Jimmy? Or any other main or quasi-main characters? >> Jimmy's birthday was given as February 15 (day after mine- easy to remember ;) but I'm not sure of the year. Maybe 1974? I believe Perry's birthday was celebrated on the episodes that aired in the early spring, but I'm not sure about that. They celebrated his birthday in Tempus Fugitive and the bungee-jumping first season episode (was that Vatman?) Christy attalanta@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 16:50:22 -0700 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: First Night IV: Creation, 2/? In-Reply-To: <20010306.232208.-195691.12.cmoncado@juno.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Good story! What a tease you are! However there is one teeny tiny thing that struck me, and this is not to you but to all who write for Lois: At 11:22 PM 03/06/2001 -0600, Carol wrote (reminding your fans): >Lois thought about that for a minute. "What if I asked you to give it >up? To give up the flying and the danger and everything else and stay >with me? Would you do it? Would you give it all up for me?" When I read this the first time, I was hoping Clark would look thoughtful then smile in a mellow fashion. "Well, sure I'd give it all up for you, honey! And when we decide to have kids--and we should start real soon!--or even if we have to adopt--which worked for *my* parents!--*you* can retire from your job and stay home and raise little Joey!" "Wha...?" "And little Jane and--" "Wait--" "Why wait? It sounds great, doesn't it? I want *lots* of kids! I *love* children! I can hardly wait to come home from a long day at the office--carrying the bacon, you know?--and you'll bring me a beer while I camp out in front of the TV to catch up on the sports and I maybe I can play with the kids for a few minutes before I go out bowling or something with the guys." "Huh?" "I know you'll love PTA meetings and scout meetings and all that. All those women getting together and talking like hens." He made finger movements that strongly suggested chickens cackling. Then he threw his arms wide, as though ready to embrace his new future. ""We'll be one big happy family!" She blinked, restraining a scream. "Heh... I don't *think* so..." "Oh?" He looked confused. "But..." "I don't want to live that way, to give up my life--my life's too important to me." Now he looked hurt. "But... *I'd* give it all up for *you*..." **** ...which is why I don't like seeing Lois ask Clark to sacrific his (happiness, self, powers, very being, etc. [see also "Ordinary People"]) as though it would make her happy, i.e., "I love you; now change." Maybe I've missed stories to the contrary, but Clark's often depicted as willing being the rug Lois can stomp all over if it'll please her (he thinks). But basically, in any story anywhere, that Lois would even *ask* such a thing is way out of line, in my opinion. Debby huitziln@cais.net (thru 03/30/01 maybe) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 17:59:29 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: Re: First Night IV: Creation, 2/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Debbie, I guess it's up to you to write the story!!!! I loved what you wrote - so where's the rest of it?! *BG* I understand where you're coming from - but giving up a life as a reporter (granted a great one) isn't necessarily the same thing as givng up Superpowers (and I know I'm probably stepping on your toes, but I really don't mean to). There is a difference, but I do know what you mean and I think that with the tone of the conversation is a little different as well. The conversation you wrote below just doesn't fit in my story, but I'm sure one could be written where it did. Maybe you should make it a challenge!!!!!!! CM On Wed, 7 Mar 2001 16:50:22 -0700 Debby writes: > Good story! What a tease you are! > > However there is one teeny tiny thing that struck me, and this is > not to you > but to all who write for Lois: > > At 11:22 PM 03/06/2001 -0600, Carol wrote (reminding your fans): > > >Lois thought about that for a minute. "What if I asked you to give > it > >up? To give up the flying and the danger and everything else and > stay > >with me? Would you do it? Would you give it all up for me?" > > When I read this the first time, I was hoping Clark would look > thoughtful then > smile in a mellow fashion. > > "Well, sure I'd give it all up for you, honey! And when we decide > to have > kids--and we should start real soon!--or even if we have to > adopt--which > worked > for *my* parents!--*you* can retire from your job and stay home and > raise > little Joey!" > > "Wha...?" > > "And little Jane and--" > > "Wait--" > > "Why wait? It sounds great, doesn't it? I want *lots* of kids! I > *love* > children! I can hardly wait to come home from a long day at the > office--carrying the bacon, you know?--and you'll bring me a beer > while I camp > out in front of the TV to catch up on the sports and I maybe I can > play with > the kids for a few minutes before I go out bowling or something with > the > guys." > > "Huh?" > > "I know you'll love PTA meetings and scout meetings and all that. > All those > women getting together and talking like hens." He made finger > movements that > strongly suggested chickens cackling. Then he threw his arms wide, > as though > ready to embrace his new future. ""We'll be one big happy family!" > > She blinked, restraining a scream. "Heh... I don't *think* so..." > > "Oh?" He looked confused. "But..." > > "I don't want to live that way, to give up my life--my life's too > important to > me." > > Now he looked hurt. "But... *I'd* give it all up for *you*..." > > **** > > ...which is why I don't like seeing Lois ask Clark to sacrific his > (happiness, > self, powers, very being, etc. [see also "Ordinary People"]) as > though it > would > make her happy, i.e., "I love you; now change." Maybe I've missed > stories to > the contrary, but Clark's often depicted as willing being the rug > Lois can > stomp all over if it'll please her (he thinks). > > But basically, in any story anywhere, that Lois would even *ask* > such a thing > is way out of line, in my opinion. > > Debby > huitziln@cais.net (thru 03/30/01 maybe) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 18:01:34 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carol L Moncado Subject: First Night IV: Creation, 3/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Here's part 3. CM ***** >From part 2 "Don't worry, honey, they'll love you. I do." He gazed into her eyes and gave her a soft kiss. "Come on." He peeked around the corner and made sure they weren't watching. Hand in hand, they walked across the yard and up the porch. Standing there, hand on the doorknob, Clark whispered to her again, "I love you. It'll be okay. You ready?" When Lois nodded, he led her into the homey kitchen. ***** Part 3 Jonathan and Martha sat at the kitchen table, slightly nervous. After what had happened the night before, they didn't know what to expect. They heard footsteps on the porch and looked at each other, a look borne of spending years together. The door opened and there stood their son. "Mom. Dad," he began almost shyly. "There's something I want show you." He turned and held out his hand. They saw another, smaller hand slip inside it. "Actually, there's someone I want you to meet." They saw a lovely young woman step up next to their son. He put his arm around her shoulders and she slipped hers around his waist. "Mom, Dad, this is my *wife*, Lois." With a glad cry, Martha ran towards them, followed closely by Jonathan. The next thing Lois knew she was enveloped in a big group hug, one arm around her husband and the other around the neck of her new mother-in-law. And around them all were the arms of her new father-in-law. She could hear the sobs catching in the throats of them both. For long moments they stood there. Finally, the woman who had been holding her so tightly stepped back. Martha wiped the tears from her face. "I'm sorry, dear. I hope we didn't scare you." Lois shook her head. "I'm Martha, Clark's mom." "Hi, Martha. It's very nice to meet you." Lois removed her arm from Clark's waist and held it out to this woman who was responsible for raising such a wonderful man. "Oh, Lois. We are way beyond handshakes." Martha gave her another quick hug. "And this is my husband, Clark's father, Jonathan." Lois laughed. "Are we beyond handshakes, too?" Jonathan didn't say anything, but his Adam's apple worked up and down. He paused for just a second and then grabbed her into a big bear hug. Lois laughed again. "I guess so!" When he released her, the four went and sat around the table. Martha and Jonathan exchanged another one of those looks as Clark moved his chair closer to Lois' and placed his arm around the back of it. Whatever had gone wrong last night was well on the way to being fixed, they hoped. "So, Lois," she began. "Tell us about yourself." Lois giggled self-consciously. "There's not much to tell. I grew up in Metropolis, met your son in D. C. and spent the next ten years pining away for him. I went to journalism school, got a job at the Planet and a couple of days ago, I married Clark. I almost blew it last night, but I think, I hope," she said looking up at her husband, "that is behind us now." He nodded. "That's all there is to it." "Do either one of you want some coffee? I could whip some up really quick." "I'm fine, Mom. I'd like a big glass of milk, if you don't mind. Honey?" Martha and Jonathan grinned at hearing their son use a term of endearment for this wonderful new addition to their family. "A glass of milk sounds great, Mrs. Kent." "Well, now, I'm not the only Mrs. Kent around here anymore. Make it Martha," she looked at Lois almost shyly, missing the look that passed between her son and his wife, "or Mom if you want." She got out two big glasses and poured the milk. "I'd be honored - MOM!" She gratefully accepted the glass of milk offered and took a long drink. "That really hits the spot. Being tied up in a burning warehouse and learning that your husband can fly makes for a trying night." "Burning warehouse?!" "Tied up?!" Martha and Jonathan spoke simultaneously. "Mom, Dad, Lois has, well, she has a knack for finding trouble and this was one of those times. I was there with her and I wasn't going to let anything happen." "Clark, you tell them the story. I'll call Perry and talk to him." Lois stood up and reached for the phone. She looked guiltily at her in-laws. "Do you mind?" "No, go right ahead, dear." She turned her attention to her son. "Now, Clark, you tell me what happened. What were you and Lois doing tied up in a burning warehouse?" As Clark explained to his parents, Lois explained to Perry, though he didn't get quite as many details of the escape. "So, Perry, it's okay if Clark and I take the day off tomorrow? I'll send the story in first thing in the morning. No, I'll let him know. I think his wife," she smiled at Clark, "has the day off too. Yes, I'm sure they'd like to spend the day together! Thanks, Chief. See ya in a couple of days. Have a good night." Lois returned to her seat. "All set. Neither one of us have to go in tomorrow OR the next day. YOU need time with your new wife and since I am your partner... The next two days are ours." Clark smiled and kissed her softly on the lips. "That sounds perfect." And he kissed her again until he heard his father clearing his throat. "Son, we are all very happy for you and all, but can't that wait until later?" "Jonathan! They are young and in love, give them a break! They're newlyweds, for crying out loud!" Lois and Clark both blushed. Martha patted her hand. "You know, it's going to be really nice to have another woman around that I can talk to about my son." "I'd like that, Martha. He's a pretty amazing guy and I don't mean the whole... " She made a -~> motion with her hand. "thing. He is a wonderful, caring man and I thank you, both of you, for raising such a man." Jonathan cleared his throat again, his voice husky as he said, "It was an honor and a privilege to raise a son. We couldn't have kids, you know, so Clark was a gift straight from God." Lois reached over and took his work-worn hands in her own. "Clark told me. He told me everything. I know that you are afraid for him, the whole frog thing, but I would protect him with my life, you know. You don't have to worry about me betraying him." Jonathan just looked at this amazing woman his son had found. He knew instinctively that he could trust her. "I know, Lois, I know." "Well, I'm not as used to all this mushy stuff as you three are so, it's back to business for Lois Lane." She stood up. "Do you have a computer I can use?" She looked around, missing Clark's sigh and the look he shared with his parents. "Honey, don't worry about it. I'll write up the article in the morning. I don't need near as much sleep as you, though I haven't slept in two days, so I may actually need about six hours tonight. But I CAN speed type you know." "You can?" Lois momentarily forgot they had an audience. She sat on his lap and looked in his eyes. "What else can you do super-speed?" Clark also forgot his parents prying eyes, his attention drawn completely to his wife sitting on his lap. "Wouldn't you like to know?" "I told you that I can get any secrets out of you that I want." "I look forward to it!" Clark suddenly realized they weren't alone. "Sorry, Mom, Dad." His mom laughed. "It's okay Clark. Why don't you show Lois where the bathroom and your room are." Lois yawned. "She looks tired." "Come on, sweetheart. I'll give you the tour. And, Mom, tomorrow can we work on that costume idea?" "Sure, sweetie. You two get some rest." "Thanks, Mom." And with that Clark led Lois out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room. ***** A short time later, Lois and Clark were snuggled together in his old bed. Lois sighed a blissful sigh. Clark looked down at her head, lying against his chest. "What's that sigh for?" he said softly. "I'm so happy, Clark. Even though we can't do those compatibility tests," they both smiled, "we can be together. I never knew how much I could miss being close to you." Her fingers traced circles on his bare chest and played with her class ring she had given him all those years ago. "I never knew that I would feel like I, me, Lois Lane, would NEED to be close to someone. To just lay in your arms is enough - for now." She giggled as he kissed her forehead. "I never knew how wonderful it could feel." "Lois, there is one more thing I have to tell you." Lois groaned. "Clark, I'm still recovering from the last thing you had to tell me. I am okay with it, but it is still a LOT to deal with and it is going to take me some time to get used to it." "This isn't something QUITE that big." "Well, what is it then?" "Um, sometimes, in my sleep, I, uh, well, I float." "You float?" Lois propped herself up on one elbow. "Yes, float. Like this." Clark levitated about three feet above the bed, taking the covers with him. "Oh, man." Lois flopped onto her back. "How do I deal with this? How do I deal with a husband who floats in his sleep? Is there a support group for this? I think that I need to see a therapist." Clark rolled over so that he was floating above her. "Sorry, Lois, but a therapist is out of the question." He looked appreciatively at his wife lying below him wearing his pajama top. He was wearing the bottoms. "My mom will always be there for you, but this isn't something you can ever discuss with anyone." "I know, Clark. I was kidding. KIDDING! Sheesh! Now if you don't mind, you ARE hogging the covers up there. Get down here." Clark just grinned. "Yes, ma'am." And he promptly landed on top of her. He heard a muffled sound that he was sure was Lois telling him to get off, but he was enjoying this way too much. "Huh? Can't hear you." He stayed there for a few more seconds and then rolled onto his side. He propped himself up on one elbow and looked at her. "Sorry, did you say something, honey?" "Don't 'honey' me, you big dope." "Dope? We've been married for three days and all you can come up with is dope? What about sweetheart? Snookums? Pookie? Snuggle bunny?" "Snuggle bunny?" "It's better than dope." "Depends on how you look at it. You try to smother me, you're a dope. You do something nice and I might call you snuggle bunny." "Is this nice?" He leaned over and kissed her softly. "Yes," she murmured against his lips. "This is nice, snuggle bunny." She kissed him again. "Too bad your parents are here." Clark sighed. "I know." He kissed her again and rolled onto his back. "Come here." Lois did as she was told and they snuggled. Some time later, he whispered, "Good night, Lois. I love you." "Good night, Clark. I love you, too, dope." They both smiled and were soon asleep. ***** Martha and Jonathan sat at the kitchen table for some time after their kids had gone to bed. "What do you think, Martha?" "She's perfect for him." "I know he thinks so." "You're still not sure?" "I don't trust anyone, you know that." "I know. I'm surprised you trust me and Clark." "Clark, I trust. You, you couldn't be helped. You are his mother after all." He softened the words with a smile and took her hand. "Thank you, Jonathan. I'm honored." "You should be." They sat in a companionable silence for a few minutes. "Are they going to be okay, Martha?" "They are, Jonathan. He looks at her and she looks at him, just like we did. Like we still do." ***** Lois lay still. Something was missing. She just couldn't put her finger on what it was. She rolled over and realized the other side of the bed was empty. That was what was missing. Clark. Suddenly, scents began wafting into the room. Pancakes. She loved pancakes. She decided that it was time to go investigate those smells. Before she could, the door opened and there stood Clark. He smiled at her. "Good morning, sleepyhead." "Good morning, dope." Clark shut the door behind him. "No, see, I am doing something nice for you. I am bringing you breakfast in bed." He picked up a rose off of the tray and handed it to her. "For you." Lois felt tears welling up in her eyes. "Thank you. This is so sweet of you, snuggle bunny." "Now that's more like it. Now sit up." Lois did as she was told. He set the tray down in front of her. "I hope you like pancakes." "I LOVE pancakes." "Good." He cut her a bite. "Here - open up." Lois opened her mouth just wide enough for him to get the fork in. "Mmmmm, Clark. This is delicious. I'll have to tell your mom how much I love them." "Lois, my mom didn't make them." "She didn't?" "No, I did. I think my folks are still asleep. They have had two late nights in a row. I got up a little while ago, did the chores and made you breakfast." "Wow. How long did that take you?" "Oh, about 2 minutes." He gave her another bite. "It's easy to get stuff done when you do it super-speed." "I hope that you don't do *everything* at super-speed." Lois licked her lips. "Nope. Just stuff I want to and I can think of a bunch of things that I wouldn't want to do at super-speed." "Like what?" "Like this." He kissed her softly and gently. "Clark?" "Did you write our story?" Clark sat back. "I bring you breakfast in bed, kiss you and all you can think about is work. Geek." "Geek, huh? We've been married for four days now. Can't you come up with something better than 'geek'? Sugar? Love bug? Cutie pie?" "Well, you do something nice and I'll call you, ummm, my little tornado." He kissed her nose. "If you're thinking about work while we're kissing, you're a geek. And yes, the story is finished and sent in. I called Perry, he liked it and we are off for two days. He did say not to plan on the weekend off, but he'd see." Lois moved the tray. "You are going to get it for that geek remark." She moved over to him, and sat almost on his lap. "I am going to have to kiss you." "Now, Lois, my parents are still in the next room." "So I can't kiss you?" "Nope." "Why not, dope?" "Because I'm going to kiss you first, my little tornado." And he did. ****** Things were starting to get a little heavy when Clark's sensitive hearing picked up the sounds of his parents moving around. He groaned a little as he pulled away. "My parents are up." He rolled onto his back 3 feet above the bed. Lois was now on top of him. "I think I could get used to this." "To what? Kissing your husband?" "No. Floating in midair. Now we better get down and get ready for the day. You promised to show me Smallville today." "Sure and maybe we can park behind the Tasty Freeze or make-out in the hayloft later." "Sounds like fun. Now let me down." A thought occurred to her. "Clark, I don't have anything else to wear." He grinned a wicked little grin as he lowered them to the bed, careful to avoid the breakfast tray. "So?" She just glared. "What am I going to wear?" "I think I still have some sweats from when I was in high school. I was a lot smaller then, and I think they just might fit you. And you already look at home in my shirts." He dug around in his closet and brought out some clothes. "You get changed and I'll see you downstairs in a minute." "Okay, but first, snuggle bunny, I need another kiss." Clark sat on the edge of the bed and gave her a soft, gentle kiss. "That's all for now, or we'll never get out of here." Clark gathered the tray and left, shutting the door behind him. He heard Lois whisper. "I know you can hear me. Now, what would be so bad about being stuck in here with your wife, dope?" Clark smiled, looked back at the door, groaned, and then headed downstairs. ***** Martha and Jonathan found Clark and Lois sitting in the kitchen, sitting close and drinking coffee. They were talking quietly. Martha and Jonathan couldn't hear what was said but the two younger Kents blushed when they came in. "Good morning." Martha leaned over so Clark could give her a kiss on the cheek and squeezed Lois' shoulder as she got her own cup of coffee. "So, are you making us pancakes, too, son? Or are your mom and I good enough anymore now that you're married?" Jonathan smiled at Clark, knowing how much his son loved to cook, and they never had to worry about something burning. Clark stood up quickly. "Of course you're good enough, Dad. How many do you want?" he asked as he walked to the stove. "I'll get some after I finish chores." "They're done. Sit down." Clark quickly made his parents pancakes. "Here, we've already eaten." He set them down in front of his parents. Lois looked amazed. "Clark, sweetie... " "Oh, so I'm 'sweetie' now? What happened to 'dope'?" Clark grinned as he sat down and put his arm around his wife. "Fine. Clark, you big dope, how did you make those pancakes so fast?" "Heat vision." "Oh, right." Lois rolled her eyes. "Heat vision. How could I forget? It's a good thing you cook - I might keep you around." There was a teasing lilt to her voice. "Why is that?" "Because I can't boil water without burning it." "Well, I guess it will be my pleasure to teach you then, my little geek." "So, I'm a geek again?" "You pick on me, you're a geek. You don't and I'll be a little nicer." Martha just shook her head. "You two sound like an old married couple already." She took a sip of coffee. "These pancakes are delicious, Clark. Have you two figured out where you're going to live yet?" Clark looked down and Lois looked guilty. Finally, she took a deep breath and explained. "I don't know how much Clark told you the other night, but I am really not ready for this to be common knowledge. Marriage is not something I ever thought would happen to me, even though I've dreamed of CJ - Clark - for ten years now. This is such a shock to me and so new and unexpected. I LOVE Clark, I know that I do, I'm just not ready to tell the world that Lois Lane is married just yet. Basically, we have no idea what we're going to do. My sister has a new boyfriend, so she should be moving out soon. I don't know if I'm ready to live with, let's face it, a virtual stranger full time yet. The lady across the hall from me is moving at the end of the week and they haven't rented her apartment yet. We haven't talked about this yet, but we'd still be close and could see each other all the time until we're - I'm - ready to take the next step and tell everyone. The whole paper knows Clark is married, so until I'm ready I don't think living together would be such a good idea." Clark just sat silently. He wanted to live with his wife. To hold her every night as she slept. He thought Lois wanted that too, but maybe not. She had said that she missed him two nights ago when they'd been apart and last night she was more than comfortable sharing a bed with him, but separate apartments? He couldn't bring himself to look at his parents. He knew they would be looking at him with concern on their faces. They hadn't caught on to the fact that Lois still wasn't wearing her rings. They were still hanging on that blasted chain around her neck. Maybe he could arrange for it to fall off, she'd freak (he hoped), and then once he found the rings for her, she'd be so happy she'd put them on her finger again. He mentally shook his head. She'd never forgive him if she found out. He just didn't understand how things could be so right, like holding each other as they slept the night before, or kissing passionately as they floated that morning, and then things be so wrong just a short time later. "Clark?" His mother was talking to him. "Oh, I'm sorry, mom. What'd you say?" "What do you think about living across the hall from Lois?" "I don't know, mom. I just don't know." And with that he stood and left the kitchen. Lois followed him with her eyes and sighed. "I better go talk to him." "No, honey," her mother-in-law said. "I think this is one of those times when he needs to be alone." "But I'm his wife," Lois protested. "Lois, please don't take this the wrong way. We love you and we know you love Clark, but that little speech you just gave doesn't make it sound like you want to be married to him." "But I do. I really do. I just don't want the world to know yet!" And with that, Lois put her head down on the table and cried. Martha moved to the chair Clark had just left and wrapped her arms around this new daughter of hers and held her. The look she gave Jonathan sent him scampering out of the kitchen and after their son. ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 22:11:21 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Subject: Kerth Voting Methods Poll MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit First off, I want to thank everyone who's ever come up with an archive poll. Those are a nifty little extra, and the answers can be quite revealing. This week's poll is especially interesting to me (thanks, Hazel!). The question is, how do you decide which story to vote for in the Kerths. There are five choices, but two are running neck and neck (literally tied at the time I checked) leaving the other three completely in the dust. One group says "I will vote for the stories that best fit the categories. (43)." The other group chose "I want to vote for all my favorite stories wherever they're nominated; the category isn't important. (43)." I have to admit I was a little shocked at the popularity of that second answer. Granted, the stories have been through the nomination process, and I don't think there are any stories this year that truly don't fit their categories ... but I still like to think that categories should count for something! Anyone want to explain this to me? :) -- Pam Jernigan / ChiefPam / jernigan@bellsouth.net http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam http://personal.rdu.bellsouth.net/~jernigan/ The difference between journalists and other people is that other people spend their lives running from violence, tragedy, and horror and we spend ours trying to get in on it. --P.J. O'Rourke ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 22:37:39 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Terry S. Horowit" Subject: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll In-Reply-To: <3AA6F859.5AE5E210@bellsouth.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" >One group says "I will vote for the stories that best fit the >categories. (43)." > >The other group chose "I want to vote for all my favorite stories >wherever they're nominated; the category isn't important. (43)." I hadn't seen this poll yet, but I think it's an interesting question and I can sympathize with those who picked the second choice. I know I found the voting incredibly difficult (I spent some time just sitting and staring at the screen, thinking 'They're all great - how do I pick ONE!?!'). There were a few stories which I really loved, and find myself re-reading over and over, which I didn't end up nominating in any category because they weren't quite the best fit in my mind for the particular categories they were in. So I ended up feeling bad about NOT having nominated some of my favorites. If I had gone for the second choice and not picked according to the category, but instead with the intent of getting all of my favorites some type of nomination (even if it didn't fit)... well, I would have gotten all my favorites in, but I think it would have missed the whole point of putting them in categories in the first place. So I still feel bad, but at least I feel righteous! Terry ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 20:56:30 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll In-Reply-To: <3AA6F859.5AE5E210@bellsouth.net> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >First off, I want to thank everyone who's ever come up with an archive >poll. Those are a nifty little extra, and the answers can be quite >revealing. Yes, I know! I second the thanks to those fun polls. I'm as eager to find out what the poll is as I am to see what new stories are posted. >One group says "I will vote for the stories that best fit the >categories. (43)." > >The other group chose "I want to vote for all my favorite stories >wherever they're nominated; the category isn't important. (43)." > >I have to admit I was a little shocked at the popularity of that second >answer. Granted, the stories have been through the nomination process, >and I don't think there are any stories this year that truly don't fit >their categories ... but I still like to think that categories should >count for something! > >Anyone want to explain this to me? :) LOL. Well, I'm not going to be much help answering that, Pam. But I have to admit, I think there needed to be one more answer choice: "Let the Kerth people sort out all those nominations and categories, tell me which five (or six) made the short list, and tell me I have to pick my favorite of those five (or six)." Because that's what I did the first year when I didn't have much affiliation with the Kerths. I let the Kerth coordinators hash things out, then I voted for the stories in each category I liked best. I didn't methodically say, "Hmm. This doesn't fit the category as well as this story does, so maybe I'll vote for it." No, I just took the leap of faith that they had the stories in the categories they belong in, then I picked the one I liked best and voted for it. :) Just my .02, though my thoughts here prolly aren't worth even that. Erin __________________ erink@ida.net Visit my LNC/Kerth Website: www.ida.net/users/davek ***** "It's not the years that count, it's the moments...right now, as they happen." __________________