From: "L-Soft list server at Indiana University (1.8d)" To: "ARTF@MemoryAlpha.nil" File: "LOISCLA-GENERAL-L LOG0103B" ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 10:02:43 -0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Pam wrote: [snipping some of her comments] > 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! Well, like Erin and Terry, I can't shed all that much light on it, but I can add something vaguely relevant. This year, even more so than in previous years, some categories are an absolute nightmare for me, with several of my favourites in the same category. So in order to vote I had to do some juggling. In relation to Alt, Drama and Episode Adaptation in particular, there were several stories I wanted to vote for; so I had to look and see which were nominated elsewhere and could be voted on elsewhere. One of my favourite stories of the year *only* appeared in Episode Adaptation, for example, so although I really wanted to vote for another one as well, the first story got my vote there. The other story caught it in Best Overall, so that author hasn't lost out. Therefore my choices weren't necessarily made on the principle of which was the best *for the category*, but on the principle of how I could spread my votes around and ensure that all the stories I loved got votes *somewhere*! Wendy (who was pleased to see that only one person so far admitted to voting for their own stories as the main way of deciding!) -------------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 06:32:18 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit To tell the truth, it never much concerned me about whether the story was appropriate for the category -- like Erin when she first voted for the Kerths, I figure the nominators put them in the right category. I trust the committee to have weeded out any inappropriate nominees. Still, the criteria for some categories are more specific than others (e.g., Original) and so, in those categories, I will probably be more aware of the appropriateness of the stories. Wendy wrote: <> This is probably how I will approach it, too. I did in my 'trial' ballot, the one I didn't submit because it had four categories still undecided. The archive polls are great, too. This one is the first I haven't done because the first answer seemed the logical one and then I saw the response about favourite stories and I wanted to check that, too. Did you know you can't do that? I admire Terry and Wendy's decisiveness -- they've already voted! So difficult this year. Carol ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 06:34:42 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: Re: L & C test MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Still working on it, Gerry -- so far I'm failing. Got the hyperbole right away, though. Carol ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 07:21:45 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: Kerth Voting Methods Poll MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ok, I just went and voted in the poll, and felt like the choice I made wasn't quite right.....I try to choose what I feel is the best story in a particular category, not which story best fits the category, or favorite author. Or is this just semantics? Kate ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 07:14:36 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: Kerth Voting Methods Poll MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I tried very hard to choose stories appropriate to the category, but I must admit voting for one story in one category just because it was a favorite.... How about a new category for next year....."favorite story", and that way, even though our head tells us it might not be the best written, or fit snugly into a category, our emotional needs are met . Kate ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 14:53:12 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Hazel Subject: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll In-Reply-To: <3AA6F859.5AE5E210@bellsouth.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed Pam wrote regarding the poll on the archive: >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? :) I can try, Pam, since I made the poll and voted for the latter. :) As an example: Stories A and B are both in Best Drama, and I strongly feel that I want to vote for both. Obviously, I can't. However, Story B is also in Best Alt. If I was judging solely by the merits of the category (is this the most fascinating alt-universe?), Story B might not get my vote for it; but since it got edged out in Drama, I'll vote for it in Alt instead. Yes, the categories have meaning! (Erin seems to have misunderstood and thought this was discussing nominations; this was a poll on actual votes.) But it's hard to write long-winded choices for the poll, and I couldn't make a choice that said, "I might transfer my second-favorite story from one category to another in order to vote for a story that might not otherwise get my vote but really deserves it." At least, not if I value my self-esteem as an author. ;) What surprises me, actually, is that as of last night, *no* one had said that they voted by author rather than story. I've always assumed that people, when faced with a choice between two stories, will go for their favorite author as the deciding factor. Guess I was wrong. :) Hazel _______ "Lots of little Bigwigs, Hazel! Think of that, and tremble!" ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 14:04:29 +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: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Well, I haven't voted in the poll so far, but I can indeed sympathize with the second answer. I must have some tiny misfunction in my brain, but I never know which category is which anyway (that's why "Nomination" is so much tougher than the actual vote for me). Therefor voting for stories under the aspect of which fits best into a category is out of question for me. I just vote for the stories I like best. It gets tough when a story is nominated several times or there's so many of my favorites in one category. Only *then* I try to a) think about which story is the best for that special category and b) tend to vote for stories that I can't vote for in another category. I also think that voting for the story under the aspect "best fit into the category" is unfair to those stories that are exceptional, but not easy to define for one category. So I think the best way to vote probably has to be a combination of all the ways I described above :-) 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: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 09:53:49 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Marilyn Puett Subject: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed "What criteria will help you determine which stories will get your vote in the Kerth categories?" There should have been a sixth method -- ALL OF THE ABOVE! That's just about how I had to do it in order to vote in every category. :-) Marilyn >From: Pam Jernigan >Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" > >To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU >Subject: Kerth Voting Methods Poll >Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 22:11:21 -0500 > >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 _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 08:24:33 -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: <4.3.2.7.0.20010308144724.00aaaaf0@actcom.co.il> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hazel wrote: >Yes, the categories have meaning! (Erin seems to have misunderstood and >thought this was discussing nominations; this was a poll on actual votes.) No, I didn't misunderstand, but even though Carol and Kate seemed to grasp what I was saying, let me clarify so you understand what I was trying to say, too. :) What I meant was, I always voted for a story because it was my favorite of the choices, not because I was analytical about choosing who to vote for. I didn't think, 'Okay, this story has these particular plot points and characteristics, which make it perfect for this category, so this has to be the one I vote for.' Nope, I'm not that analytical. :) I just trusted the stories were placed in the appropriate categories, and voted for the one I liked best of the choices I was given to vote for. Is that more clear? 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 08:04:06 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: JaT Subject: Re: Kerth Voting Methods Poll In-Reply-To: <06a801c0a7b6$eaffe820$916105a0@hrm.keele.ac.uk> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Elisabeth and I use the Wendy Method of voting. James ===== World's Wisdom (a bumper sticker): He who dies with the most toys wins. God's Wisdom (Luke 12:15b): Be careful and guard against all kinds of greed. Life is not measured by how much one owns. NCV 7 Days of Superman-Finished!http://www.geocities.com/mr_d8a/7dos.htm WIP for Elisabeth: Story of a Lifetime-TOC http://www.zoomway.com/boards/ubbhtml/Forum5/HTML/003563.html __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 12:45:44 -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: Kerth Voting Methods Poll MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks for all the replies, guys! You've relieved my mind, and maybe even convinced me to switch methods I admit to having emotional favorites that I want to vote for, regardless of how well they fit a particular category. Although this year, I think we've got a pretty good match-up of stories and categories. Hazel explained: > As an example: Stories A and B are both in Best Drama, and I strongly feel > that I want to vote for both. Obviously, I can't. However, Story B is also > in Best Alt. If I was judging solely by the merits of the category (is this > the most fascinating alt-universe?), Story B might not get my vote for it; > but since it got edged out in Drama, I'll vote for it in Alt instead. This actually makes perfect sense to me, and will probably be a factor in my own voting (I haven't done it yet, I'm too chicken to commit). Unless Story B is up against a really fantastic Story C in Alt... and Story C is a better fit for the category (which is still a subjective judgment, of course). But I would like to recognize all my favorites, if possible... And yes, the poll is, necessarily, simplistic. If it were set up to tally multiple votes it'd probably have been even more interesting. Because in real voting, we don't have to stick to only one method. PJ (who, like Wendy, is pleased that there aren't masses of people planning to vote foremost for themselves!) -- 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, 8 Mar 2001 10:00:32 -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: L & C test MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Gerry: Enjoyed the essay, flunked the test. You teach your students to analyze like this? ! Way to go, Teach! :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 13:25:24 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: OT but amusing re writing Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" Hi FoLCs: A friend of mine forwarded these to me and I thought you would find them OT but amusing:) Carolyn These are the 10 winners of this year's Bulwer-Lytton contest (run by the English Dept of San Jose State University), wherein one writes only the first line of a bad novel. 10) "As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to break wind in the echo chamber he would never hear the end of it." 9) "Just beyond the Narrows the river widens." 8) "With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick brown hair, deep azure-blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small straight nose, Marilee had a beauty that defied description." 7) "Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept along the East wall: "Andre creep... Andre creep... Andre creep." 6) "Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley sex change surgeon to become the woman he loved." 5) "Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not keep her from eeking out a living at a local pet store." 4) "Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, but then penguins often do." 3) "Like an overripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor." 2) "Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn't know the meaning of the word "fear," a man who could laugh in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death - in short, a moron with suicidal tendencies. AND THE WINNER IS... 1) "The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving the magnitude of the frog's deception, screaming madly, "You lied!" ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 16:16:10 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: OT but amusing re writing MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ROTFL! Ann ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 12:35:03 -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: OT but amusing re writing MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit LOL, Carolyn. I always get a big kick out of this contest--until I begin to recognize the characteristics of my own writing. ( Sigh.) :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 15:26:41 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: OT but amusing re writing MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks for the laughs, those were great. Horrible;) but great. Mols ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 17:20:31 -0500 Reply-To: "Heidi A. Bingham" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Heidi A. Bingham" Organization: Impressions Web Page Design Subject: Re: OT - Cynthia Ettinger?? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > 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". WHAT upcoming show? I'm apparently missing something interesting here. ~ Heidi ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 17:19:20 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing In-Reply-To: <81.7d973c3.27d94501@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" >Thanks for the laughs, those were great. Horrible;) but great. > >Mols So glad you enjoyed them:) Carolyn ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 17:19:51 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing In-Reply-To: <001501c0a80f$42457d40$ebfbfd3f@v1t9j4> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" >LOL, Carolyn. I always get a big kick out of this contest--until I begin to >recognize the characteristics of my own writing. ( Sigh.) >:) Jude Oh, no, not you!!!!! Not anyone on this list either!!!!!!! Carolyn:) ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 17:20:18 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" >ROTFL! > >Ann I am glad you got a kick out of it as did I:) Carolyn ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 05:49:12 -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: <20010307.175933.-81751.3.cmoncado@juno.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 05:59 PM 03/07/2001 -0600, you wrote: >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* Oh, no, you did fine with the rest. Actually, the show seemed to show Lois falling into the wifey role a little too easy for me, so it's not surprising fans writing for L&C might do that, too. On the other hand, I don't want them both to visit Krypton like they just did in the comics, either. >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). Not at all! >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!!!!!!! Nah, I'm dealing with such a challenge in my own way, or rather, whenever I get around to finishing rereading/polishing the rest of Dawning that I wrote. Some day... >CM Debby huitziln@cais.net Godzilla fan who thinks there are times when turn about is fair play :) ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 21:46:54 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Marilyn Puett Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed I was doing some research recently on the Pet Rock craze and learned that the man who "invented" that was also a Bulwer-Lytton winner. Odd how bad writing and stupid pets go together, isn't it? Thanks Carolyn for posting this. I've always loved reading these. They make it look so easy. Marilyn >From: Carolyn Schnall >Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" > >To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU >Subject: OT but amusing re writing >Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 13:25:24 -0500 > >Hi FoLCs: > >A friend of mine forwarded these to me and I thought you would find >them OT but amusing:) > >Carolyn > >These are the 10 winners of this year's Bulwer-Lytton contest >(run by the English Dept of San Jose State University), >wherein one writes only the first line of a bad novel. > > >10) "As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to >break wind in the echo chamber he would never hear the end of it." > >9) "Just beyond the Narrows the river widens." > >8) "With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, >a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick >brown hair, deep azure-blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, >perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small straight nose, >Marilee had a beauty that defied description." > >7) "Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept >along the East wall: "Andre creep... Andre creep... Andre creep." > >6) "Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of >narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley >sex change surgeon to become the woman he loved." > >5) "Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not >keep her from eeking out a living at a local pet store." > >4) "Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, >but then penguins often do." > >3) "Like an overripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, >the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor." > >2) "Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn't >know the meaning of the word "fear," a man who could laugh >in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death - in short, >a moron with suicidal tendencies. > >AND THE WINNER IS... > >1) "The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, >crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed >through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, >hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at >the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving >the magnitude of the frog's deception, screaming madly, >"You lied!" _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 20:07:32 -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: OT but amusing re writing MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit How dare you call my pet stupid! :D Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Marilyn Puett" To: Sent: Thursday, March 08, 2001 6:46 PM Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing > I was doing some research recently on the Pet Rock craze and learned that > the man who "invented" that was also a Bulwer-Lytton winner. Odd how bad > writing and stupid pets go together, isn't it? > > Thanks Carolyn for posting this. I've always loved reading these. They > make it look so easy. > > Marilyn ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 9 Mar 2001 09:31:49 -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: New TV show Smallville WAS - Cynthia Ettinger?? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit "Heidi A. Bingham" 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". > > WHAT upcoming show? I'm apparently missing something interesting here. Warner Brothers is putting together a new TV show for next season (I think-- it may be a mid season replacement) about Clark Kent's teenage years, when he's just starting to come into his powers. The Washington Post mentioned it back in September; there article is still on the web at: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A48497-2000Sep20.html. Scroll down after the all the stuff about Barbara Walters. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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: Fri, 9 Mar 2001 11:42:21 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Marilyn Puett Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Well.......excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse me! :D M >From: Judith Williams >Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" > >To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU >Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing >Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 20:07:32 -0800 > >How dare you call my pet stupid! :D Jude >----- Original Message ----- >From: "Marilyn Puett" >To: >Sent: Thursday, March 08, 2001 6:46 PM >Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing > > > > I was doing some research recently on the Pet Rock craze and learned >that > > the man who "invented" that was also a Bulwer-Lytton winner. Odd how >bad > > writing and stupid pets go together, isn't it? > > > > Thanks Carolyn for posting this. I've always loved reading these. They > > make it look so easy. > > > > Marilyn _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 9 Mar 2001 10:55:02 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: OT but amusing re writing In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" I am really delighted so many people enjoyed it:) It is not exactly original though, since I seem to recall that the B-L list was posted to this list when I first joined, late 97 or ealy 98:) Still, worth a look, I thought:) Carolyn >I was doing some research recently on the Pet Rock craze and learned that >the man who "invented" that was also a Bulwer-Lytton winner. Odd how bad >writing and stupid pets go together, isn't it? > >Thanks Carolyn for posting this. I've always loved reading these. They >make it look so easy. > >Marilyn > > > >>From: Carolyn Schnall >>Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" >> >>To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU >>Subject: OT but amusing re writing >>Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 13:25:24 -0500 >> >>Hi FoLCs: >> >>A friend of mine forwarded these to me and I thought you would find >>them OT but amusing:) >> >>Carolyn >> >>These are the 10 winners of this year's Bulwer-Lytton contest >>(run by the English Dept of San Jose State University), >>wherein one writes only the first line of a bad novel. >> >> >>10) "As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to >>break wind in the echo chamber he would never hear the end of it." >> >>9) "Just beyond the Narrows the river widens." >> >>8) "With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, >>a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick >>brown hair, deep azure-blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, >>perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small straight nose, >>Marilee had a beauty that defied description." >> >>7) "Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept >>along the East wall: "Andre creep... Andre creep... Andre creep." >> >>6) "Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of >>narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley >>sex change surgeon to become the woman he loved." >> >>5) "Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not >>keep her from eeking out a living at a local pet store." >> >>4) "Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, >>but then penguins often do." >> >>3) "Like an overripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, >>the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor." >> >>2) "Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn't >>know the meaning of the word "fear," a man who could laugh >>in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death - in short, >>a moron with suicidal tendencies. >> >>AND THE WINNER IS... >> >>1) "The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, >>crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed >>through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, >>hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at >>the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving >>the magnitude of the frog's deception, screaming madly, >>"You lied!" > >_________________________________________________________________ >Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 9 Mar 2001 12:19:31 -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, 4/4 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay - here's the end of First Night IV: Creation. Comments are appreciated! CM ***** Some time later, Clark and Jonathan returned to the farmhouse. They found Lois and Martha upstairs in the sewing room working on what appeared to be leopard skin. "Oh, there you two are!" Martha exclaimed. "Clark, go try this on." "Mom, it looks like a dead leopard," Clark whined. The look that she gave him was her best no-nonsense-mom look. He knew better than to argue and so he went. He returned moments later dressed in a skin-tight ski suit-type thing with a mask on. "Mom, I look ridiculous!" Martha studied him for a moment. Lois and Jonathan tried desperately to hide their snickers. "I don't know about ridiculous, but that one just isn't quite right. Here try this one." She pulled out some green material and handed it to him. "Oh, Mom." But he knew better than to give his mom lip so he went again. This time he came back wearing a silly little cap on his head and a skintight green jumpsuit. "This hat thing is going to fly off as soon as I start to fly. It won't work." Martha shook her head. "You're right, it won't. Try this one." The next one she handed him looked vaguely familiar in some way. "And you two," she pointed to Jonathan and Lois standing in a corner of the room, "can't you do something more productive?" Jonathan chuckled and answered for both of them. "No. We are enjoying this way too much!" Lois would never have admitted it to anyone, not even herself, but she *really* liked seeing Clark wearing those outfits! They hugged all the right places and if anonymity was what he wanted... well, no one would look at his face! Clark came out this time wearing something resembling a flag. It was red and blue with white stripes on the front. "Mom," he complained, "if I wear this - someone is likely to string me up from a flagpole." Martha rolled her eyes at him and handed him something that was red and orange. She pointed out the door, her eyes saying, 'go'. He went. This one had a hood and he changed back into his jeans before he went into the sewing room. "I am NOT wearing a hood! How did you get all of this done so fast, anyway?" "I've been working on it for two days, ever since you first mentioned it." "Do they have to be so tight?" Lois giggled. "What?" She tried to regain her composure as she answered. "Well, no one will be looking at your face!" Clark just glared at her. She knew it wasn't about the fight they were still having, just the comment, so she didn't take it personally. His mom gave him yet another outfit to try on and he did so, ever the obedient son. This one was made of electric blue. It had a flowing red cape, matching underwear on the outside and red boots. The belt was yellow. For some reason, it didn't seem quite as bad as the others, but there was still something missing. "I like the cape, Clark." This came from Lois and seemed to be sincere. "At least no one will be staring at my backside then," Clark mumbled. "This one might work, I guess, but something's missing." Martha thought for a minute. She pulled out an old suitcase from the closet and opened it. She brought out a geometric shape, red and yellow, with a letter "S" in it. She spoke softly. "This was with you when we found you in that spaceship. I don't know who your parents were, but I know that they would be just as proud of you as we are. Go change, and I'll sew this on." Clark did as his mother asked. A few minutes later, he stood in front of them again. This time the shield was emblazoned on his chest and a similar one sewn onto his cape. "I like it." This time it was Jonathan who spoke. "Now, take off your glasses and slick back your hair." After Clark did that, everyone agreed. This was the one. "One thing, Clark." Lois walked over to him. "I don't know if the world is ready for a superhero. We'll find that out soon enough. But, Clark," she fingered his ring. "I know you are worried about someone finding out who you are and using your parents or me to get to you. If you wear your ring, they'll know to look for someone. They'll know that there is someone close to you that they can use." Clark looked intently at Lois. "I told you what this ring means to me. I don't ever want to take it off." Martha came to Lois' rescue. "I know how you feel, Clark, but she's right. You can't let anyone know that you have a secret identity as Clark Kent." Lois looked up at him. "It would be okay with me, Clark, as long as you put it right back on." She was feeling a bit hypocritical, but she didn't know what else to say. Clark looked resigned. "Okay. When I'm in the suit, no ring." He sighed again. "I'm gonna go change." ****** Clark had changed back into his street clothes. Lois knocked gently on the door to his old room. "Come in," he called. Lois walked in almost shyly. "Clark. We need to talk. Again." "I know." "Can we go somewhere?" "Sure. We can go for a walk or we could go into town and I could show you around." "That sounds good, but maybe later. Right now, I think we just need to talk. How about you show me around the farm?" "Fine." He finished tying his sneakers and stood up. "Let's go." Together they walked downstairs and into the yard. Lois started. "Clark, I feel really awkward, like the last three days haven't even happened. I feel like I need to ask if we can even hold hands." "If you want to." She reached out and took a hold of his hand. "What are we doing, Lois? What is happening - what is going to happen - between us?" "I don't know, Clark. I am not ready to tell everyone, you know that." "Why not? Are you ashamed of me?" Lois stopped and looked at him. She reached out and took his other hand in hers. "No, Clark. I could never be ashamed of you. If anything, you should be ashamed of me. I just can't tell anyone yet." "Why? Why aren't you ready to tell everyone?" "I'm just not. I can't explain it. Clark, I can't fail at anything. It's one of my biggest faults. I don't want anyone to know until I am certain it is going to work. I can't deal with anyone knowing that I am a failure at marriage too." Clark let go of her hands and ran his own through his hair. "Lois, this ISN'T going to fail! Why can't you see that?" "How can you be so sure?" "I love you. I want to spend my life with you. I want to have children with you. Isn't that what you want?" "Yes, Clark. It is." "Then what's the problem?" "You don't know my parents, Clark. I've met yours now, and it's easy to see why you believe that everything will work out. My parents are the opposite. They don't want anything to do with each other. The divorce was official almost nine years ago now, but the problems started long before that. My mom spent her days drunk and my dad spent his days in the lab. Neither were there for us or for each other. I don't want that to happen to us." "So, make up your mind that it isn't going to. Put your mind to it. Anything you put your mind to, you can do and you know it." "Clark, can't we compromise? Isn't there some way we can make this work without telling everyone yet?" Clark sighed. He started walking, in no particular direction. Lois fell in step beside him. Soon Clark realized that they were near his old tree house. He helped Lois climb up and then followed her. They sat down, close but not touching. "This was my place. My dad helped me build it when I was a kid. My 'Fortress of Solitude'. It was the place I could come when something was bothering me or when a new power was coming out and I needed a place to go." "Thank you for bringing me here." "You're my wife. I want to share everything with you." Lois started to cry. "Are you trying to make me feel guilty? Because it's working." Clark moved closer to her and wiped her tears gently. "Lois, I would never try to make you feel guilty. I am just being honest." "I know. Isn't there some way we can make this work?" Deep down, Lois knew that Clark wouldn't tell anyone if she really didn't want him to, but she didn't want to manipulate him. She wanted him to agree on his own. "I don't know, Lois. I want to shout it from the rooftops." He smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "I don't want any other guys getting any ideas." His attempt didn't work. "Like Luthor?" "I wasn't thinking about him, just men in general. But, yeah, I don't want Luthor anywhere near you." "I told him I was married, Clark," Lois pointed out. "So why can't you tell everyone else?" "What if I do?" Lois brightened with an idea. "What if I tell everyone that I am married?" Hope was shining from Clark's eyes. "Do you mean it?" "Slow down, Flyboy. Here's what I'm thinking. What if I tell everyone I'm married, but not who my husband is? We can tell everyone that our spouses are really busy, but since we live across the hall from each other, they know us and they trust us and they are okay with us spending so much time working together." "I don't know, Lois. Are we not going to spend any time together outside of work?" "No, we'll spend lots of time together. You can spend most of your time at my apartment." "What if someone comes by - Jimmy or someone - looking for me while I'm at your place?" "I don't know. We'll tell them that your wife is working and my husband ran to the store or something." "Is this the only way, Lois? And why are we going to pay for two apartments? And I don't have any furniture. Why do we need to buy more furniture?" "We'll just get you something simple. A couch and T. V. and a bed and dresser or something. You'll spend most of your time at my place anyway." "And what if someone just shows up while we're, kissing or something?" Lois grinned a wicked grin, hoping that his questions meant he was going for it. "Or something?" Clark blushed. "Exactly. What do we do then?" "We'll figure something out. What do you say?" Clark sighed and looked down. "If that's the only way." "Just for a little while, Clark. Not long. I promise." "Okay. If that's what you really want, and you promise it's not for long, then okay." "I promise, Clark. Now, how about you show me the rest of the farm. I've never seen a real hayloft before." She smiled slyly, stood up and started down the ladder. Clark sighed again and followed her down. He didn't know if he wanted to show her the hayloft, not when they weren't even going to be living together. ***** Two days later, Clark was moving his few things into his new apartment across the hall from Lois. The lady had moved out sooner than expected and it was all his. The two days off had been nice, in general. They had never made it to the hayloft, but that was okay with him. They had spent their nights close to each other in his old room, and there *had* been a couple of kisses behind the Tasty Freeze, but nothing serious. And no hickey. Lois still hadn't decided how she was going to tell everyone that she was married. Clark just wanted to tell the world and get it over with and get on with their life together. They hadn't really decided anything major after the talk in his tree house. Just spent time together, learning about each other, becoming something more than married strangers. They had spent a good part of the day before laughing at Clark as he practiced changing in and out of his new suit. There had been some pretty humorous moments. Like when he somehow ended up with his tie on instead of his cape or his cape on instead of his tie. There was another time that his shirt somehow ended up tied around his waist or his cape sticking out of his pants. And the boots. He didn't even want to think about the problems he had with those. And now Clark was living in a new apartment with little furniture, and it seemed, in some strange way, like even less of a home than his hotel had. At least there he KNEW Lois wouldn't be there, but here, somehow... Well, it seemed like now that he had his own place, she should be here with him. There was a soft knock on his door. He picked up his glasses, put them on and opened it. There stood his wife, as lovely as ever. "Ready for work, handsome?" "I don't know. Can you see the suit?" His mom had made several for him the day before and he was nervous that it could be seen through his white shirt. "I thought about changing, but all of my other shirts are dirty. I should have done laundry at my mom's." Lois looked critically at the shirt and shook her head. "No, you can't see it. Maybe it's your aura thingy." When they had held the suit under a white shirt at the farm, it could be seen plainly. "Remember, *I* get the first exclusive." "How could I forget? Do we have to go with the name?" "I picked it out for you." "I know, but 'Superman'?" "It's perfect." With that Lois and Clark walked out of his apartment and started for work. ***** They walked out of the elevator together just in time to hear Perry tell everyone to get back to work. He saw his star reporter and his up and coming one walk down the ramp. Both looked happy, but strangely uncomfortable. "There you two are. It's about time you showed up. Clark, did you get to spend the time with your wife?" "Yes, Chief. I did. We got to spend the whole time together. It was nice." "Good. Now get to work." "Don't you want to know what I did with my two days off, Chief?" Lois figured this was as good a time as any. "Sure, Lois. What did you do on your two days off?" "I spent the time with my new husband." "That's nice." And Perry started to walk off. He made it halfway to his office when he realized what Lois had just said. He turned and said in complete disbelief, "Your new husband?" "Yep!" She showed him her rings, now back on her finger where they belonged. "Great shades of Elvis, honey. Why didn't you tell me? I would've loved to have been there!" He gave Lois a big hug. She hugged him back and giggled a little. "Nobody was there, Perry. Just me and CJ and the preacher. Oh, and Clark and his wife." He looked at Clark incredulously. "You knew about this?" Lois answered for him. "Yes, he did. He just moved in across the hall from me, so it worked out well. I couldn't have kept it from him for long." "CJ?" It finally sunk in. "You mean that guy your new novel is about? The one you met in D. C.?" "Yes." Lois giggled. "I met him again the other day under very unusual circumstances. And, well, we got married. His boss gave him a couple of days off and we spent them together. So now you have two star reporters," she pointed to herself and Clark, "instead of one. And they are both happily married. Right, Clark?" She punched him lightly on the arm. "Right. Two stars. Happily married. That's us!" "Fine. Now get to work!" Perry turned one more time. "What's your new name Lois?" "I'm keeping Lane, at least for now." Perry walked off, shaking his head, and mumbling to himself. "Give her a day off and she gets married! What's she gonna do next time? Give birth?" Lois looked pointedly at Clark. "Don't let that star thing go to your head, dope." Jimmy walked up. "Are you just gonna take that, CK?" "Yeah. I'll let her call me that for now. She's just a geek anyway. She knows she can't win a war of words with me." Jimmy looked amazed that someone would spar verbally with Lois. He just decided to get out of the way before Lois let him have it. As he started to leave, Lois just smiled and said, "I'll let it go this time." Jimmy turned around stunned. "What happened to you, Lois?" He felt her forehead. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine, Jimmy." Lois tried to turn businesslike. "I got married." She gave Jimmy a warning look as he opened his mouth. "Don't start!" Jimmy swallowed whatever he was about to say and just said, "Uh, well, congratulations, Lois. Man, you two are both married. Too bad it's not to each other, huh? You'd get to see each other all the time." Lois gave him a look of death. "Right. I'm outta here." Clark walked towards his desk. "Jimmy, hang on. You get anything about the Sec State while we were gone?" "Nothing. Not a dang thing. Sorry, CK. But, the space shuttle is going up today. Maybe you could cover that." "Sure, Jimmy. Whatever." Lois was at her desk. She whispered so only Clark could hear. "Don't even think about it, dope. We are not covering the space shuttle when Superman is about to put in an appearance." Clark looked at the email on his computer screen and groaned. ***** "I can't believe this." Lois and Clark sat in the stands of the space center. "Our first day back and we have to cover a shuttle launch. This is *not* the best use of our investigative skills." "I know, Lois. But it gives us time to be together away from the office." "Get real. This isn't like it's quality time alone or anything. We can't hold hands or kiss. There are too many people around and I know a bunch of them, so it's out of the question." "Still, we're together." "True." Suddenly, a man appeared at the podium. "Ladies and gentlemen - I have an announcement. I will be taking no questions. Due to an unforeseen situation, the shuttle will not be launched today. Thank you." Clark and Lois looked at each other. There was a story here. Clark looked intent for a moment. He lowered his glasses and stared at the shuttle. "Lois, I heard something. There's a ticking noise coming from the shuttle. It looks like a bomb. I'm gonna go change and see what I can do." "Be careful." "Always." With that he was gone. Moments later, there was a streak in the sky. Someone pointed. "What is that?" Someone else replied, "Looks like a bird." "No, it's not a bird. Maybe it's a plane." Another man used his binoculars to look closer. "No, it's a guy in tights with a cape!" No one believed the guy until they saw him on the big screen televisions that had been set up with close-ups of the launch. There was a man in electric blue with red underwear on the outside of his tights and a flowing red cape. He opened the door and went inside. He came out with what looked like a bomb. Several others followed, including a little girl. Lois cringed as he popped it into his mouth. His cheeks puffed out and he burped. Fortunately for those in the media gallery, they, including Lois, could hear what was going on over the loudspeakers. "Excuse me." Clark couldn't believe that he had actually burped. The little girl tugged on his arm. "I like your cape." He smiled at her. "Thanks. My mom made it for me." Officials ran up to him, thanking him for his help. The man in charge began to speak. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are sorry to say that, despite the efforts of this nice gentleman, we are going to have to scrub the launch." The disappointed groans tugged at Clark's heart. "Sorry, folks. Once the thrusters have been fired, that's all she wrote. You'll have to disembark." Clark thought quickly. "Is everything else operational? I mean, the ship just needs help getting *into* orbit, right?" The man nodded. "Have them take their seats and buckle up. I'll take care of it." The man nodded again, not sure what to say. Soon everyone was back in their seats. Clark looked towards the media. "Once I get back, I'll answer a few questions. All set?" When the director nodded, he closed the door. Lois watched from a distance. She knew her husband could fly. She knew he was strong, but to see him lift the giant transport and fly it into the sky was amazing. Absolutely amazing. Someone near her spoke. "That is one super man." "Yes, he is," she said, almost to herself. They had already talked about it. She would get the first question at the press conference. Now she could point to this person and say that she got the idea from this other reporter. Soon the strained necks of the media and other guests were rewarded with a blue and red streak coming at them. It slowed down and landed in front of the microphones in front of the media. "Ladies and gentlemen, I will take a few questions." His arms were crossed in front of him and his voice was a little deeper than normal. Arms waved and questions were shouted. Lois, of course, was one of them. He motioned for everyone to calm down. He pointed to Lois. "Yes, ma'am?" "Superman... " she began. She was interrupted by a shout. "What did you say his name is?" This must be a newbie on the news scene. No one EVER interrupted Lois Lane. Clark tried not to smile as she shouted back. "Someone said that this must be a super man. Do you want to do something about it?" There was no response. "Superman, can you tell us why you're here?" "Well, Miss... " he squinted a bit as though looking at her name tag. "Miss Lane, I am here to help. I won't say where I am from, or where I stay, but the criminal element needs to know that I hear everything and see everything they try to do. So watch out." He got a curious look on his face. "Excuse me, I hear something." With that, the soon-to-be familiar WOOSH! was heard and he was gone. The media grumbled and Clark hurried to Lois' side. "What happened? What did I miss?" A reporter for the Star just looked at him. "You're a reporter for the Daily Planet right?" Clark nodded. "Don't let Perry White find out that you missed the debut of the world's first Superhero." Clark chuckled and shared a look with Lois. "Somehow, I don't think that will be a problem." ***** TBC! ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 9 Mar 2001 13:49:15 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yael Kfir Subject: Re: LC Birthday question Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Carol asked: > 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? > Felix posted here once the following birthdates, so I allow myself to repost it. Some of them he invented himself, some of them based on the show: * Clark's birthday is Feb 28 - Never On Sunday * Lois is a Libra, as she told Star. * Christy says Jimmy's birthday is on Feb 15 - I'll take her word for that. * Perry's birtday party was on Vatman, which was aired on Mar 13. ...And here's the full list of dates: The Kent Family: Jonathan Kent (b.1935-04-24) = Martha Clark (b.1940-01-09) m.1962-06-02 1. Clark Jerome Kent (b.1966-02-28) The Lane Family: Samuel Adams Lane (b.1934-09-14) = Ellen Roberts (b.1936-06-17) m.1961-08-26, div.1979-05-04, rem.1998-05-30 1. Lois Lane (b.1967-09-23) 2. Lucy Lane (b.1974-01-07) And, of course, Lois & Clark: Clark Jerome Kent (b.1966-02-28) = Lois Lane (b.1967-09-23) m.1996-10-06 1. Clark Jerome Kent, Jr., "C.J." (b.1998-07-05) 2. Laura Lane Kent (b.1998-07-05) Perry White (b.1944-03-14) James Bartholomew Olsen (b.1974-02-15) Bernard Klein (b.1951-07-07) ----------------------- - Oh, god... - Zod. (Superman II) ----------------------- ______________________________________________ FREE Personalized Email at Mail.com Sign up at http://www.mail.com/?sr=signup ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 02:02:48 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jo March Subject: NEW: When I was Twelve...(1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii This vignette is set in BGDF, at the end. All comments, public or private, are VERY welcome. :) JoMarch :) ************************************ Lois wandered into her apartment, feeling completely lost. Gone! Could he really be gone? How could he be gone? *********** She held his gaze for as long as he looked at her, ignoring everyone else as he floated above their heads. She felt her heart breaking, but she concentrated on him. Looking at his beloved face, memorizing every line of every feature, communicating endlessly through their eyes. It was a brief moment that lasted an eternity. In a flash, he was gone. It was too sudden, too real. She hadn't really realized he was going until he *had* gone. Her knees gave away, and she felt a pair of arms holding her up, keeping her from falling. >From far away, she heard a voice saying, "Dearest Lois, a love that risks nothing, is worth nothing." *********** That was a century ago. She sank into the sofa, enveloped within an eerie sense of unreality. On an impulse, she took out a notebook and a pen from her bag and began writing. "A long time ago, Daddy left. Years after, Claude left. And now... But no, this is different, isn't it? Clark promised me he'd come back - he promised. And I believe him. I know he'll come back, because he promised. Because he has to. When I was twelve, I watched Daddy walk out of the door for the last time. I didn't even know it was the last time. Didn't he always leave? And didn't he always come back? He went to work all the time, leaving quietly and coming back in the evening. Sometimes he went away for days, attending medical conferences or getting caught up in some project he was working on on the side. He went out after a fight with mother became too loud, too - although what he considered *too* loud I never knew. They always sounded loud enough to me. Maybe he kept fighting - arguing, mother would call it - till he got tired of it. I don't know; how would I know? But he always came back. I hated the strained, heavy atmosphere that hung over the house in those days. I could remember, vaguely, a time when mother and father didn't fight. I *know* things were different once. Even if father always wanted a boy." Lois felt a faint stirring of anger, but it quickly died down. She was too tired and spent to feel mad. She was sad. Her very heart ached, and she forced herself to pick up her pen again. Some kinds of pain were bearable, at least. "I thought there was nothing worse than the constant fights. Nagging, teasing, bickering, and even insulting each other. Never giving it a rest. Whenever there was a pause, something started it again: a slight accident, a snide comment, a tone of voice. School was refuge to me then. I put all my efforts into my studies and into making friends. I felt I had to make everyone like me. With so little love at home, I looked for it elsewhere. But I became over-sensitive. I wanted friends who would love me and pay me attention every minute of the day. I knew, even then, that it was impossible, crazy - an unhealthy craving for an even less healthy relationship. It's no surprise this left us all bad-tempered and irritable. At school, pretending, trying to please. At home, a situation that had become so bad it made me dread coming back from school. Pressure everywhere. Lucy and I fought. It's so quiet in here." Acutely aware of her surroundings all at once, the silence seemed to press in on her. The lights were still off, and the apartment was lit dimly by the unfamiliar light coming through the window. Lois shifted uncomfortably, and noticed that her leg was slightly 'asleep'. Her back ached, too. She leaned into the cushions and allowed herself a moment of luxury before bending forward again. It was growing darker; the waning daylight and the light from the street were no longer enough for her to see. She switched on the lamp. "Lucy and I fought over my teddy bear once. It was a cute bear, a fluffy light-brown thing that usually sat on my bed. Lucy had her own teddy bear, and every night she fell asleep tightly hugging Mr. Bear. I didn't. I used to put mine anywhere: at the foot of the bed, up beside the pillows, or anywhere it landed when I tossed it on the bed after throwing back the covers. Most mornings I would wake up and find it on the floor. Lucy used to think I was horrid to hurt its poor feelings. How long ago that was! In my own way, though, I loved my bear. Most of the time it was just another toy, although it was treated with more gentleness, and stayed on the bed long after my other toys were permanently packed into a box in the closet. Some nights, lying in bed with the covers over my head and feeling really upset, I'd clutch it closely, and I would feel strangely comforted. I loved my bear then." She lifted her head and looked longingly to the bedroom. On her bed lay an ordinary looking teddy bear, black and white with a red ribbon around its neck. Even though she couldn't see it from where she was, she knew it was there. The most precious teddy bear in the world. A strangled, choking sob escaped from her throat. For a moment, she had been there with Clark, laughing in the sunshine, feeling his arm across her shoulder and hearing his laugh among the sounds and smells of the fair. A dozen images flashed through her mind: Clark laughing, Clark bringing her coffee at the planet, Clark sitting on the edge of her desk and looking devastatingly handsome, Clark holding her in her arms in the sky, and sharing the wonder she felt as they flew up, free from earthly bounds, and embraced the winds. Clark smiling softly at her, that indescribable glow lighting his eyes. It was cruel, cruel, *cruel*! She resumed her writing, an almost compulsive force driving her on, pushing her to write faster and faster. "I don't remember what started the fight. Lucy grabbed my bear and ran, and I chased her. Then I caught the bear and we both tugged on it hard. For a long time nothing happened, then suddenly the bear burst and white stuffing flitted to the floor. Lucy felt scared and let go. I felt my bear had died. I remember sinking to the floor and picking up its poor, torn body, crying and feeling that I would never forgive Lucy, never. I forgave her that very night. We both slept in my bed, comforting and being comforted. Things were very bad between my parents then. Divorce came soon after. I thought there was nothing worse than the fights, but the divorce was worse. I don't think I felt anything when I heard the news, although I'd been expecting it. Lucy ran to her room and shut the door; I just felt numb. Mother, Lucy, and I moved into a new apartment. Everything changed. I hardly ever saw my father anymore. Mother became gloomy and quiet, and at times, she would drink. I remember finding her collapsed in a nerveless heap, or, even worse, collapsed in a heap of nerves, alternately weeping and giggling hysterically. Lucy was always in her room now. The apartment always made me feel like a stranger, an outsider. In time, it grew slightly more familiar, but it never became a home." She knew she would never read what she had written; she knew she would probably tear the pages into a thousand pieces when she was done, but at the moment, there was a curious feeling of relief in indulging her feelings. "Divorce gets worse with time, did you know that? I thought the pain and hurt would go away when I grew up, after all, divorce affects the children. And I wouldn't be a child then, I'd be an adult. My parents' divorce would be a long, long time ago. It doesn't work that way. It gets worse. Every year, it hurt a little bit more. Gradually, the numb feeling was replaced by a tiny, dull, ache. Naively, I thought that was the worst of it. It was bad enough: a rankling pain that never let me enjoy anything properly. But it only grew with time." Caught up in the feelings she'd recreated while writing about a time in her childhood, everything became as vivid as it had been then. Even more so: looking back with the experience of years and the viewpoint of an adult, she could see things that she hadn't fully understood. Words and circumstances that had had no impact back then were still capable of hurting her now, the new pain mixing with the old. "The child lives in the woman still." It wasn't that pain that was making her cry now; it wasn't her father she was thinking of as she desperately wiped away the tears that fell on her paper and blurred the words. She didn't glance in the direction of the window; she knew how far away the black sky would look, how big and wide and dark and cruel it could be, and how utterly beyond reach. The relief was temporary, the pain was back, gnawing and clutching worse than before. It seemed like she had been crying forever when she finally wiped the last of her tears. She loved Clark more than she thought was possible. Why did she let him go? How could she have let him go? "I thought I knew what it was to love. When I met Claude, I believed I was in love with the perfect man, and that he loved me. I let myself go, completely; I loved him and I wanted to share everything with him. I became his friend and his lover, and I never once realized that he was using me. I opened up my heart to him, talked to him about my dreams and hopes... "Trust me, Lois." "Trust me, darling." Hah! What a fool I was! He left me, and he took my story. He betrayed me in the worst possible way. For a long time, I resented that. I hated Claude. Worst of all, I let him affect me. For a long time, he won. I was what he had made me: harsh and bitter, pushing people away and refusing to love anyone. I wouldn't let anyone close; I knew what I was doing and it hurt me to do it, but I wouldn't stop. Anything was better than letting anyone into my heart again. Soon, I couldn't stop. Repulsing people had become so much of a habit that it was no longer an effort, and then, I discovered I couldn't let people close even if I wanted to. I was pleased at first. I didn't *want* people to become close to me. I wanted everyone to stay away. Then the loneliness came. Ghastly thing! I buried myself in my work; I love my work. I am doing something I like, and I am good at it - the best. But I still felt lonely. That was when I realized that nobody loved me, and I began to wonder if I was unlovable. Unlovable, and incapable of love. And that hurt worst of all. I think I had a feeling that I was a monster of some sort, that there was something radically wrong with me. When Clark came to the Daily Planet, he changed all that." That was a dangerous line of thought, and Lois cut it off abruptly. "I despise Claude, but I don't hate him. He's not worth it. I know now that I didn't love him. I didn't even know what love was. This, at least, is a memory that no longer hurts as it once did. Clark did that. Clark isn't perfect, but he's the best man in the world. I - " When she thought about Clark, she was beyond words; a medium so crude in no way served to convey what was she was going through. She slowly shut the small notebook, and laid it beside her on the sofa. She stared at the cushion she had been leaning on while writing, her mind blank. She abruptly drew up her knees and laid her chin upon them, tightly hugging her cushion. She felt incredibly lonely. She couldn't write it, she couldn't even say it, but it ran through her till every nerve thrilled with it, tightening every muscle to unbearable tenseness. "He's never coming back." Clark loved her, and she loved him. She held on to that, desperately, hopelessly. After a moment, the tenseness left, leaving her weary to the bone. She didn't know whether she was thinking or not as she stared into the space right in front of her. Her heart was broken; her soul had been ripped from her and she didn't know when or if he was coming back. And she was so lonely. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. http://auctions.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 11:21:41 -0000 Reply-To: LabRat Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Organization: LabRat Subject: Re: NEW: When I was Twelve...(1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit S P O I L E R S P A C E Jo, so glad you've posted this here. Once again, a beautiful vignette that really gets to the heart of Lois' emotions during this time in her life. Poignant and bittersweet - har, this time I get to say that first. ;) LabRat :) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 06:45:42 -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 IV: Creation, 4/4 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This was good Carol. I loved the way you changed just enough of the storyline from the pilot and turned it into something new. Hope you plan on getting them together properly soon. Lesley in Brampton On ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 13:54:19 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kaethel Subject: Re: NEW: When I was Twelve...(1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit S p o i l e r S p a c e Oh, Jo, it's so incredibly heartwrenching and poignant and so wonderfully written. Lois's refusal to write about what's happening to her - to *them* - and how she's relying on all the other times when she felt so sad, so lonely, but pale in comparison to what she's feeling now, was a truly brilliant aspect of this vignette. I could feel her pain as her words flew on the notepad, and during those short moments when she stopped because it was getting too hard to write down. Wonderful! Thank you for this beautiful piece of introspection. :) Helene :) Kaethel@club-internet.fr ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 10:58:39 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Charlotte Fisler Subject: Re: I just voted, Boy that was tough!! and a plea. MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ditto after I finally got around to voting. I will not be at the Kerths this time to get the results because at this very moment I'm becoming a grandmother for the first time and will be in Denver with my daughter that weekend. Please will someone let us all know the results? I'd rather not have to wait for them to be posted on the archive, although if it's too much trouble I will. Thanks Charlotte ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 16:11:07 -0000 Reply-To: LabRat Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Organization: LabRat Subject: Fw: NEW: When I was Twelve...(1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit FWDing for Wanda. S P O I L E R S P A C E ----- Original Message ----- From: To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 3:38 PM Subject: Re: NEW: When I was Twelve...(1/1) > In a message dated 3/10/01 6:14:13 AM Eastern Standard Time, > labrat@BLUEYONDER.CO.UK writes: > > > Poignant and bittersweet - har, this time I get to say that first. ;) > > Jo, Your story was so moving and emotional. You pack quite a punch with your > storytelling. I was touched by your skillful handling of Lois's pain. > > Darn it, I thought I would beat someone to the punch this morning, but I > forgot my friends on the other side of the ocean. :-) > > > > "What happens to a dream deferred? / Does it dry up like a raisin in the > sun?" ......Langston Hughes > > Wanda ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 09:41:04 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: I just voted, Boy that was tough!! and a plea. In-Reply-To: <98.11a87c23.27dba92f@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Charlotte wrote: >I will not be at the Kerths this time to get the results because at this very >moment I'm becoming a grandmother for the first time and will be in Denver >with my daughter that weekend. Yay! Congrats, Charlotte! Enjoy spoiling that new grandchild. :) We'll miss you at the awards ceremony, though. :( As for this: >Please will someone let us all know the results? I'd rather not have to wait >for them to be posted on the archive, although if it's too much trouble I >will. No, you definitely don't have to wait to see the results on the Archive. I always post the results on my Kerths website the same night of the awards. I get the page all updated and ready, then simply upload it after the award ceremony is over and all the winners have been announced. So just surf on over to the results portion of my Kerths website a short time after the awards are over (maybe around 8 or 9pm EST?) to see the results. :) Just thought I'd post this publicly in case others were wondering the same thing. Have fun in Denver, Charlotte! (and remember, you won't be all that far from me here in the Rocky Mountains ;)) 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 09:31:12 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Have a question for you Spanish speaking FOLCs. Is there an idiom in Spanish that would be equivalent in meaning to the English language idiom 'piece of cake'? (i.e. meaning a certainty or sure to happen) If so could you give it to me en Espanol with the English translation, per favor? It's just a small detail for 'Secrets', but it won't stop nagging at me. Any help will be greatly appreciated. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 12:35:18 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rachel Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ----- Original Message ----- From: Judith Williams To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 12:31 PM Subject: Spanish idiom question > Have a question for you Spanish speaking FOLCs. Is there an idiom in > Spanish that would be equivalent in meaning to the English language idiom > 'piece of cake'? (i.e. meaning a certainty or sure to happen) If so could > you give it to me en Espanol with the English translation, per favor? It's > just a small detail for 'Secrets', but it won't stop nagging at me. Any > help will be greatly appreciated. :) Jude I have a question about the idiom 'piece of cake'. I always thought that meant that it was something easy to do. As in: Writing that essay was a piece of cake. Is it true that I've been wrongly interpreting this idiomatic phrase my whole life? Rachel ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 12:45:56 -0500 Reply-To: "Heidi A. Bingham" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Heidi A. Bingham" Organization: Impressions Web Page Design Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > I have a question about the idiom 'piece of cake'. I always thought that > meant that it was something easy to do. As in: Writing that essay was a > piece of cake. Is it true that I've been wrongly interpreting this idiomatic > phrase my whole life? Rachel ~ Yes, that's what "piece of cake" means. You are correct. ~ Heidi ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 09:46:59 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit No, I don't think you've misinterpreted it, Rachel. I've just pushed the meaning a little further out. Just insert 'easy' immediately after my 'i.e.'. :) Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Rachel" To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 9:35 AM Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question > ----- Original Message ----- > From: Judith Williams > To: > Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 12:31 PM > Subject: Spanish idiom question > > > > Have a question for you Spanish speaking FOLCs. Is there an idiom in > > Spanish that would be equivalent in meaning to the English language idiom > > 'piece of cake'? (i.e. meaning a certainty or sure to happen) If so > could > > you give it to me en Espanol with the English translation, per favor? > It's > > just a small detail for 'Secrets', but it won't stop nagging at me. Any > > help will be greatly appreciated. :) Jude > > > I have a question about the idiom 'piece of cake'. I always thought that > meant that it was something easy to do. As in: Writing that essay was a > piece of cake. Is it true that I've been wrongly interpreting this idiomatic > phrase my whole life? > > Rachel ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 09:53:08 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Aargh! Just saw my typo. That should be 'por' favor. Now you know why I need help with Spanish. :) Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Judith Williams" To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 9:31 AM Subject: Spanish idiom question > Have a question for you Spanish speaking FOLCs. Is there an idiom in > Spanish that would be equivalent in meaning to the English language idiom > 'piece of cake'? (i.e. meaning a certainty or sure to happen) If so could > you give it to me en Espanol with the English translation, per favor? It's > just a small detail for 'Secrets', but it won't stop nagging at me. Any > help will be greatly appreciated. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 09:55:29 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Well, you could use "No problemo", which obviously means "no problem". "No es problemo" = "It's not a problem". Would one of those do? Nan Judith Williams wrote: > Have a question for you Spanish speaking FOLCs. Is there an idiom in > Spanish that would be equivalent in meaning to the English language idiom > 'piece of cake'? (i.e. meaning a certainty or sure to happen) If so could > you give it to me en Espanol with the English translation, per favor? It's > just a small detail for 'Secrets', but it won't stop nagging at me. Any > help will be greatly appreciated. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 10:06:50 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks for the suggestion, Nan. Unfortunately those have taken on a rather humorous connotation and that wouldn't fit in the context. My character is a well educated, cultured, sophisticated man so I'm looking for something a little more different and foreign sounding. :) Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Nancy Smith" To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 9:55 AM Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question > Well, you could use "No problemo", which obviously means "no problem". "No es > problemo" = "It's not a problem". Would one of those do? > > Nan ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 10:48:36 -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: Gross fanfic question (g) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Sorry about this rather gross question, but if a body has been locked up in a damp, airless room, what would happen to it - decomposition wise, and how long would it take? If the answers are really disgusting, it might be better to email me personally at sirenegold@yahoo.com Thanks, Irene D. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. http://auctions.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 19:08:43 -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: Question: Different Blood Types Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Hey everyone! I've been doing researching on the internet, but haven't been able to find any answers yet. Maybe someone can help me here. What would happen to a person if they were transfused with the wrong blood type? How would their body react to it? Thanks for any info! Missy _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 13:16:08 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Adam Labotka Subject: Re: Question: Different Blood Types MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Well it depends, type AB can be infused with any blood, Type A can be infused with A or O, type be can be either B or O, type O can only be O, possitive can take negative but negative can't take possitive. In the case where a type that can not be taking is used the blood clots in the veins I think, which can be a major, possibly life threatening (in fact I think it often is) problem ----- Original Message ----- From: "Missy Gallant" To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 1:08 PM Subject: Question: Different Blood Types > Hey everyone! > > I've been doing researching on the internet, but haven't been able to find > any answers yet. Maybe someone can help me here. What would happen to a > person if they were transfused with the wrong blood type? How would their > body react to it? > > Thanks for any info! > > Missy > _________________________________________________________________ > Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com > ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 11:44:16 -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: Question: Different Blood Types MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Missy, go to this URL and type in "Transfusion Reaction". It will give you all sorts of resources to find out about transfusion reactions. There are a whole bunch of possibilities, and you can pick the ones you want. http://www.askjeeves.com/ Nan Missy Gallant wrote: > Hey everyone! > > I've been doing researching on the internet, but haven't been able to find > any answers yet. Maybe someone can help me here. What would happen to a > person if they were transfused with the wrong blood type? How would their > body react to it? > > Thanks for any info! > > Missy > _________________________________________________________________ > Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 14:52:20 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: Question: Different Blood Types MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit << I've been doing researching on the internet, but haven't been able to find any answers yet. Maybe someone can help me here. What would happen to a person if they were transfused with the wrong blood type? How would their body react to it? >> Just to add to the response you've already gotten, I searched "transfusions mismatch" on Yahoo and found the following more specific information: "The more severe transfusion reactions may be characterized by shock, chills, fever, dyspnea, chest pain, back pain, headache, and abnormal bleeding. Free hemoglobin may be detected in the blood and urine, as well as subsequent hyperbilirubinemia. Renal failure is not uncommon." (Quote from: http://eduserv.hscer.washington.edu/hubio552/hemedist/hemecases/trans/immedrx . htm. They also have some links so you might want to check out the page yourself.) To clarify a few terms, dyspnea is difficulty breathing and hyperbilirubinemia is an excess of bilirubin (a component of bile) in the blood that would, in this case, be caused by destruction of red blood cells. Hope that helps! Christy attalanta@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 16:10:15 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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Does it *have* to be Spanish? I can tell you how to say it in French. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 13:19:57 -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: Kerth results MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Erin wrote: >> I always post the results on my Kerths website the same night of the awards. I get the page all updated and ready, then simply upload it after the award ceremony is over and all the winners have been announced. So just surf on over to the results portion of my Kerths website a short time after the awards are over (maybe around 8 or 9pm EST?) to see the results. :) Just thought I'd post this publicly in case others were wondering the same thing.>> -----Thanks for the info, Erin. I, too, will not be around for the awards. My own S-Man and I will be away for a few days on Vancouver Island celebrating our 40th wedding anniversary. Have fun, everybody. I envy you, Charlotte. We've been waiting and waiting for a grandchild. If all goes well, no. 1 will arrive in October. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 13:23:17 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Well, the guy is Ecuadorian, so I don't think will work here, but give I'll happily receive a French idiom. Might be able to use it another time. :D Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Ann E. McBride" To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 1:10 PM Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question > Does it *have* to be Spanish? I can tell you how to say it in French. > > Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 16:45:45 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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable In French, you would just say, "C'est du g=E2teau." Literally, "It's cake."= =20 So it might be the same in Spanish. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 19:58:48 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Kerth results Good grief, Jude! With that subject line, you nearly gave me a heart attack! Have a great time with your family anyway - and you too, Charlotte! Wendy ------- Wendy Richards wendy@kingsmeadowcr.freeserve.co.uk ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 17:40:02 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Thanks, Ann. I'll park that for future reference. I've figured out another way to solve my problem unless I get something from some of our authentic Spanish speaking FOLCs. :) Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Ann E. McBride" To: Sent: Saturday, March 10, 2001 1:45 PM Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question In French, you would just say, "C'est du gâteau." Literally, "It's cake." So it might be the same in Spanish. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 18:43:20 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Kerth results In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Wendy wrote: >Good grief, Jude! With that subject line, you nearly gave me a heart >attack! ROTFL!!! Breathe, Wendy, breathe! You know, I didn't think twice about that subject line (since I *know* the results haven't been released ), but reading it now, I guess it would send a string of potential heart-attack patients scrambling for an asprin. :) 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 21:33:33 -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: Question: Different Blood Types Also, there's the issue of the RH factor that might come into play. Liz S. ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 21:12:06 -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 V: Unsubtitled MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay - here it is. Sorry it wasn't up yesterday - but I've had connection problems and RL interferred. CM ***** The strained necks of the media and other guests were rewarded with a blue and red streak coming at them. It slowed down and landed in front of the microphones in front of the media. "Ladies and gentlemen, I will take a few questions." His arms were crossed in front of him and his voice was a little deeper than normal. Arms waved and questions were shouted. Lois, of course, was one of them. He motioned for everyone to calm down. He pointed to Lois. "Yes, ma'am?" "Superman... " she began. She was interrupted by a shout. "What did you say his name is?" This must be a newbie on the news scene. No one EVER interrupted Lois Lane. Clark tried not to smile as she shouted back. "Someone said that this must be a super man. Do you want to do something about it?" There was no response. "Superman, can you tell us why you're here?" "Well, Miss... " he squinted a bit as though looking at her name tag. "Miss Lane, I am here to help. I won't say where I am from, or where I stay, but the criminal element needs to know that I hear everything and see everything they try to do. So watch out." He got a curious look on his face. "Excuse me, I hear something." With that, the soon-to-be familiar WOOSH! was heard and he was gone. The media grumbled and Clark hurried to Lois' side. "What happened? What did I miss?" A reporter for the Star just looked at him. "You're a reporter for the Daily Planet right?" Clark nodded. "Don't let Perry White find out that you missed the debut of the world's first Superhero." Clark chuckled and shared a look with Lois. "Somehow, I don't think that will be a problem." ***** Lois and Clark walked along the sidewalk towards the Planet. "What do you think, Lois? Think Perry will know that I missed the debut of the world's first superhero? It seems almost like I was there!" There was a big grin on his face. He had done it. Well, they had done it. He and his mom and dad and his *wife* had figured out a way that he could use his powers and keep his identity. They had passed one big test and the next one was coming. "Well, if I know Perry, he was watching it on T. V. and will be expecting an exclusive from one or both of us. Think that can be arranged?" "If you play your cards right, I think Superman could be convinced to give us an exclusive." Lois stopped and looked up at him. "Us?" She smiled a sexy smile. "I was thinking that he could give ME an exclusive. I could make it up to him." Clark smiled. "And what would your husband say about that?" he asked conspiratorially. "I think he'd be fine with it. Especially if it gave me lots of time alone with... " Clark tilted his head to one side. "Superman." Lois started walking again. "Exactly. Superman." Clark stopped her. "No, Lois. Someone is calling for Superman. I gotta go. I'll meet up with you later." He ran into the alley, changed and headed off. Lois sighed. She hoped this wasn't going to be a pattern. She walked slowly towards the Planet, rolling over in her mind how she was going to write up this first article on Superman. And her mind also turned over just how she would be able to extract information from him later that evening. And she smiled. ***** Clark walked into the newsroom and found Lois sitting at her desk, typing furiously. He sat on the edge of her desk. "Sorry, some kid wanting to see if I really existed." Lois rolled her eyes and quickly executed a few keystrokes. "I sent you my first draft of my story on Superman. Tell me what you think." "I think that you and I need some time alone tonight and you can, uhh, interview Superman." He grinned. Lois blushed. "I'd like that." "LOIS! CLARK! My office now!" Perry called out his door. They hurried in and sat down on his couch, careful not to sit too close. He wasted no time. "Now listen up. You two were at that shuttle launch. Was this Superman guy for real?" Lois and Clark shared another one of those looks. Lois answered for both of them. "Well, I don't know what Clark saw, but I saw a man lift the shuttle transport into space after swallowing what looked like a bomb. He wore blue and red and had this long cape. He was real. That's all there is to it." "Well, you two are my best team. I want to know everything about this guy. Why is here? What does he want? Is he an alien? Is he getting ready for an invasion? Is he... " Clark cut him off mid-sentence. "Chief, I usually read people pretty well and it seems to me that he only has good intentions and when he decides to tell us the rest of that, he will." "Well, I don't want to wait for him. Find him and get the interview." "Actually, and I haven't told Lois this yet, but I stopped at a bookstore on the way from the launch and on my way back, I ran into him. He is giving us, me and Lois, an exclusive later tonight." "Well, hells bells, son. Why didn't you say so? Tell me where and we'll have a photographer there." "Uh, Chief. He said it was just supposed to be me and Lois. Only two or no interview." Lois jumped in. "I'll take some pictures, Chief. Then we can run them with our story. The first Superman exclusive." "Sounds good, kids. Now get your story from today in, pronto, and then you two head out. Spend the evening with your husband, Lois, and with your wife, Clark and then get me that interview!" "Sure thing, Chief," said Clark and they left. ***** An hour and a half later, story sent in, Lois and Clark walked into her apartment. Lois laughed at something Clark said as she turned the locks. "What do you want for dinner, Clark?" Lois turned to see Lucy folding clothes into her suitcase, television on in the background. She started. "Lucy? What are you doing here?" Lucy looked past Lois to Clark. Her eyes widened in admiration. Who was this hunk her sister had brought home? "I'm packing. I told you that I met a new guy and that I'd be moving soon. Where have you been and," she turned to Clark and stuck out her hand, "have we met?" "No, I don't think so. I'm Clark, Lois' partner at the Planet." He shook her hand. "Nice to meet you." Lois jumped in. "Clark just moved in across the hall. He and his wife are having dinner here and then we have an interview to do." She didn't look at Clark for fear her eyes would give her away. She realized that she was going to have to find a way to hide her rings from Lucy. Lucy looked disappointed. "Wife? You're married?" Clark looked uncomfortable. "Yes, I, uh, we just moved in across the hall. I better go see if she's home." He made a quick exit and shut the door behind him before Lucy could see how nervous he was. He hated lying to people. He went to his apartment and sat down on his ratty new couch. It wasn't much, but there wasn't a point in buying something nice when hopefully he'd be moving in with Lois in a few weeks. He needed to wait a few minutes before he went back across the hall to tell Lois and Lucy that his wife had called and she was busy working and wouldn't be joining them for that dinner. ***** "WHO WAS THAT?" Lucy barely waited for Clark to shut the door before she exploded on her sister, hurrying after her into the bedroom. "Just a minute. I have to go the bathroom." That wasn't really true, she just needed to hide her rings. She found her chain that she had taken off the night before, slid the rings on it and put it around her neck, saddened that she really couldn't keep them on. She flushed the toilet to keep up the charade. As she exited, she saw Lucy sitting on her bed. "What?" "Who is he? How do you know him? Why didn't you meet him before he got married? Does he eat like a bird to keep that body? And where have you been for the last few days? If he wasn't married... " Lucy couldn't stop the questions from tumbling out. "His name is Clark Kent. He's my new partner at work. I did meet him before he got married. He was my escort on Friday night and he and his wife eloped after the ball. No, he eats like a pig. Lots of junk food, lots of chocolate. I've been out of town and what if he wasn't married?" Lois challenged. "I think I've answered all of your questions now let's see what we can make for dinner." "But, Lois... " Lois cut her off. "End of discussion. He's my partner." *At work and in life - as soon as I'm willing to tell everyone,* she thought glumly. They went into the kitchen and started looking through the refrigerator and cabinets, praying to find something that would work for dinner. They heard a knock. Lois called, "Come in!" Lucy, on the other hand, hurried to answer the door, wanting every moment to look at this new neighbor, even if he was married. "Come in, please. I don't know what we're going to do for dinner but we'll figure something out." Lucy laughed nervously. Her sister really didn't have a knack for cooking. She looked behind Clark curiously. "Where's your wife?" Clark shifted on his feet, uncomfortable with the lies. "She, uh, has to work tonight." "Really?" Lucy was standing a touch too close. "What does she do?" "She," Clark struggled to keep his composure, "uh, she... " He was interrupted by the newscaster. "And in today's biggest news, the world's first superhero. Superman... " Lucy immediately grabbed the remote and turned up the volume. "Hey, Lois. Do you believe this guy? A superhero?" Lois walked in from the kitchen planning on sharing a look with Clark as she did. She had to pick her jaw up off the ground. He had changed from his suit into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. It was basically the same thing he had worn on the farm for two days, but this particular shirt was a little more form fitting than the loose ones he had worn at home. She couldn't wait to get her hands on him. Lucy's repeated question snapped her out of it. "Yes, I believe that he's a superhero. Clark and I were there. And, somehow, Clark got us an interview tonight." Lucy was obviously smitten with the man in tights. "Now that is really a super guy. Maybe you need to make him fall for you, sis." Lois smiled at Clark, but he was looking down at his hands, still barely inside the doorway. She tried to steer the discussion away from the superhero. "You said your wife has to work?" Clark snapped out of his reverie and looked at her. "Yes, my wife has to work tonight." Lois sighed. Now to get rid of Lucy. "Luce, there's nothing here to eat. I just ordered pizza. Aren't you moving tonight anyway?" "Yeah, Jimmy's gonna be here in a minute." She was still enraptured as the clips of Superman ran over and over. There was another knock on the door. Clark turned around and opened it. "CK? What are you doing here?" "Jimmy?" Lois couldn't believe her ears. The gig was up. Jimmy knew she was married. Clark quickly sized up the situation. He might not agree with his wife's decision to keep their marriage a secret, but he wasn't going to watch her get hurt either. And Jimmy could do that. "Hey, Jimmy, I need to talk to you real quick. Out here." And he pushed Jimmy into the hallway. "Listen. Lois' family doesn't know that she's married. You and me and Perry are the only ones who know." "Oh, right. Okay. Mum's the word. Now, can we get Lucy's stuff so we can get going?" It was Clark's turn to be caught off guard. "You're Lucy's new boyfriend?" Jimmy looked sheepish. "Yeah, I'm Lucy's new boyfriend. Isn't she great?" "I just met her." Jimmy looked around. "Which apartment is yours? Is your wife home?" Clark sighed and pointed. "No, she has to work tonight. We better get back. Lois and I need to get something to eat before we interview Superman." "Right. You guys get to do the big interview. Way to go, CK." "I was just in the right place at the right time." He turned to open the door. "And remember not a word to Lucy about Lois being married." ***** TBC ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 20:41:22 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jo March Subject: Re: NEW: When I was Twelve...(1/1) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii S P O I L E R S P A C E > Jo, so glad you've posted this here. Once again, a beautiful vignette that > really gets to the heart of Lois' emotions during this time in her life. > Thank you, LabRat! :)) > Poignant and bittersweet - har, this time I get to say that first. ;) > > LabRat :) ROTFL! Yes, you did. And thanks again! Helene, thank you, *thank you* for your beautiful comment. :) And thanks for pointing out the aspects you liked, too. Much appreciated! :) Wanda, thank you too. :) I am touched and humbled by the wonderful feedback my little story is getting. JoMarch :) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. http://auctions.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 06:23:45 -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 V: Unsubtitled MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit "Oh what tangled webs we weave when first we practice to decieve" This is good Carol. Lesley in Brampton On ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 07:43:16 -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 9 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 thanks again to Jo for her hard work on the TOCs project! Links at http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Meteor/7378/lnc.html New stories this week: FACING THE PAIN COMPLETE VIGNETTE BETHY FIRST NIGHT IV – CREATION: CAROL MONCADO HYSTERON PROTERON: CHRISTY KUBIT LOIS AND CLARK THE MUSICAL 2001 EDITION WRITING CONTEST LOIS AND CLARK SCENES SET TO MUSIC VARIOUS LORD LUTHOR: LUKESJEDI RETURN TO CLARK'S APARTMENT, THE COMPLETE VIGNETTE TRACEYLYNN SURVIVAL OF THE SIGNIFICANT: MANOFSTEEL30 (AKA SCOTT J VINNACOMBE) WALK IN THE DARK, A: NAN SMITH New part(s) posted: CATSPAW: STARKITTY (AKA TARA SMITH) FUGUE II – FUSION: SHAYNE TERRY HAND THAT ROCKS, THE: PINTOFOLC PENFRIEND: THE EARLY YEARS, THE: JOY SOWELL PURITY: YVONNE CONNELL Completed stories this week: FIRST NIGHT III – FLIGHT: CAROL MONCADO TEMPTATION OR OPPORTUNITY: BRENDA New TOC's TOC: AFTER LIFE COMPLETE ALLICAT TOC: FORGET IT...NOT COMPLETE SUPERMOM (AKA MARILYN PUETT TOC: HIDDEN TREASURES COMPLETE LARA BLASINGAME TOC: LOST AND FOUND COMPLETE JEFF BROGDEN TOC: LUCKY, LUCKY LADY COMPLETE BRENDA TOC: MARTHA CHRONCLES III, THE - METANOIA COMPLETE CHRISTY KUBIT TOC: MR. WELLS DROPS IN COMPLETE COOKIE TOC: STRANGERS I (ALSO LISTED AS PRELUDE/PREQUEL WHEN TWO HEARTS COLLIDE) RAGGIEMOM (AKA MISSY GALLANT) TOC: STRANGERS II COMPLETE RAGGIEMOM (AKA MISSY GALLANT) Added to the Archive this week: Personal Loyalties by C. Leuch Enjoy! Dawn & the Index Crew __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. http://auctions.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 07:50:36 -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: looking for Susan MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Hi FoLCs, Anyone have info on Susan (Kirshnera)? The last addy I have for her is SilvrWingd@aol.com, which bounces back, and I get an error when I access her page at http://members.aol.com/Kirshnera/musicalff.html We're trying to update the index page. Thanks! Dawn __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. http://auctions.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 10:58:13 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: Question about Girl Scouts MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I hope someone can help me out here. I've been surfing the web for close to an hour with no success. I need some information about Daisy Girl Scouts for a fic. I know that they are in kindergarten and first grade, but I'd like some information about what exactly they do as Scouts. What kind of activities do they do -- crafts? outdoor picnics? hikes? Thanks a bunch. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 10:09:48 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: alauters Subject: Re: Question about Girl Scouts MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi, Ann! Having been a scout and a leader for ... hmmm ... forever :), I can tell you what my Daisy Scouts did. Daisies are usually in kindergarten and move up to Brownies in first grade. They're introduced to scouting, the pledge, and the Girl Scout law, and do activities like crafts, cooking, and nature walks with lots of other adults to help. A picnic would have been fun, too. If you're looking for a field trip Daisies could go on, we went to a pumpkin patch in the fall, on a farm where we all road in a haywagon to the patch. Each then got to pick her own pumpkin, and then we all had cider and cookies. We also had parents assist at every meeting, and we met frequently, once a week. Each meeting started with the pledge, then we all sat in a circle. Each got her turn to talk about her week, then we talked about the day's activity and how it related to the Girl Scout Law. This was all very short. Then we had our snack, because everybody was starving after school, then our activity and clean up. We then had a closing circle where we sang a little friendship song before everybody left with their parents. This is probably more than you wanted to know, but if you have any more questions, feel free to ask! Amy ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 11:14:50 -0500 Reply-To: "Heidi A. Bingham" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Heidi A. Bingham" Organization: Impressions Web Page Design Subject: Re: First Night V: Unsubtitled MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > "Oh what tangled webs we weave > when first we practice to decieve" Hmmmmmm. Excellent thought! I can see it getting very sticky. Lucy and Jimmy? Gotta love that one! Can't wait to see how that develops. ~ Heidi ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 17:31:42 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Chiara P Subject: R: looking for Susan MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit HI Dawn! I'll let her know you are looking for her.... Chiara -----Messaggio Originale----- Da: "lcfic" A: Data invio: domenica 11 marzo 2001 16.50 Oggetto: looking for Susan > Hi FoLCs, > > Anyone have info on Susan (Kirshnera)? The last addy > I have for her is SilvrWingd@aol.com, which bounces > back, and I get an error when I access her page at > http://members.aol.com/Kirshnera/musicalff.html We're > trying to update the index page. > > Thanks! > Dawn > > > > __________________________________________________ > Do You Yahoo!? > Yahoo! Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. > http://auctions.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 12:50:24 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 - 3/11/01 Comments: To: lcnfanfic@egroups.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey Gang, Nfic! We have Nfic!! Check out a new nfanfic by Shayne Terry, plus new author Brenda joins us with a wonderful new nfic. There's another 2001 Kerth hopeful author showcase that was 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: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 14:01:37 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: Vignette: Why One Should Never Miss Meetings MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable This is just a bit of fluff. Hope you all enjoy. Feedback welcome. Ann ********************************** Why One Should Never Miss Meetings by Ann McBride ************************************************ =E2=80=9CYou did what?=E2=80=9D! Lois=E2=80=99s horrified shriek reverberat= ed through the kitchen=20 as she stared at her husband. Only a burst of superspeed on his part kept=20 the china platter she had been transferring from the sink to the drain baske= t=20 from shattering into a thousand pieces on the floor as it slipped through he= r=20 frozen fingers. Clark shook his head, puzzled at her reaction. =E2=80=9CI signed you up to=20= be...=E2=80=9D =E2=80=9CEmmy=E2=80=99s Girl Scout troop leader! How could you do that to m= e?=E2=80=9D Lois ranted. =E2=80=9CBut you said you were a Girl Scout when you were a kid. I thought=20= you=E2=80=99d=20 want to be involved. I thought you asked me to take Emmy to the sign-up=20 meeting because you had to work late.=E2=80=9D Clark was completely baffled= . All=20 he=E2=80=99d done was try to make his daughter and his wife happy. He shook= his head=20 slowly, a hurt look in his brown eyes. =20 =E2=80=9CClark, I did ask you to take her and sign her up. I did *not* ask=20= you to=20 sign *me* up.=E2=80=9D Lois let out an exasperated sigh. =E2=80=9CClark, y= ou have no idea=20 what you have done to me.=E2=80=9D He stared at his lovely wife who was now pacing angrily around the island in= =20 the center of the kitchen. For the life of him, Clark honestly couldn=E2= =80=99t=20 understand what he=E2=80=99d done wrong. =E2=80=9CHoney, it=E2=80=99s just= Daisy Scouts. And I=20 didn=E2=80=99t volunteer you to be the troop leader. I put you down for ass= istant=20 leader. Trust me, it won=E2=80=99t be that bad.=E2=80=9D Lois stopped pacing and grabbed a sponge from the sink. As she began to=20 scrub angrily at the stove, she ground out, =E2=80=9CIt will be that bad. D= o you=20 have any idea what Daisy Scouts do?=E2=80=9D She took a deep breath and con= tinued,=20 =E2=80=9CAnd assistant leader! Clark, that means that I have to do what som= eone else=20 wants to do! I=E2=80=99ll just be there to fetch and carry and keep the kid= s from=20 killing each other or destroying the meeting room.=E2=80=9D She scrubbed ha= rder at=20 the spotless cooktop. =E2=80=9CI cannot believe you did this to me.=E2=80= =9D Clark shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. =E2=80=9CLois, hone= stly, if=20 I=E2=80=99d known you=E2=80=99d be upset, I=E2=80=99d never have signed you=20= up. But I really did=20 think you=E2=80=99d enjoy it..=E2=80=9D =20 =E2=80=9CWhat?! You thought I=E2=80=99d enjoy being locked in a room with t= en to fifteen=20 five year old girls, all of whom want to be the center of attention?=E2=80= =9D =E2=80=9CWell, you enjoy being with Emmy. You=E2=80=99re a great mother.= =E2=80=9D Lois grimaced again. =E2=80=9CMother. That=E2=80=99s the key there, Clark.= I am *Emmy=E2=80=99s*=20 mother. I enjoy being with her because she is our child. It=E2=80=99s not=20= the same=20 thing at all.=E2=80=9D =E2=80=9CAll right. Point taken.=E2=80=9D Clark tried valiantly to change=20= the focus of the=20 conversation. =E2=80=9CAs for what they do, they do crafts, and cooking pro= jects,=20 and ...=E2=80=9D =E2=80=9CGirl stuff. Clark, think about it. Can you really see me teaching= =20 kindergartners to do crafts, or cook, or anything else like that?=E2=80=9D =E2=80=9CThey sing songs too,=E2=80=9D he added, a hopeful expression on his= handsome face. =20 =E2=80=9CAnd it will be a good opportunity to get to know some of Emmy=E2= =80=99s friends=E2=80=99=20 parents. They said that at least one other parent had to come to every=20 meeting to help out.=E2=80=9D Lois snorted. =E2=80=9CIf you think it=E2=80=99s going to be so much fun, w= hy didn=E2=80=99t you=20 sign yourself up? You=E2=80=99d be much better at it anyway. *You* can coo= k.=E2=80=9D =20 =E2=80=9CHoney, you know I can=E2=80=99t commit to something like that. Wha= t if I heard a=20 cry for help in the middle of a meeting?=E2=80=9D He shook his head again.=20= =20 =E2=80=9CDid you sign me up to be cookie chairman too?=E2=80=9D she spat out= . =E2=80=9CNo, sweetheart. Daisy Scouts don=E2=80=99t sell cookies. They=E2= =80=99re too little.=E2=80=9D =20 Lois stopped in her tracks and fixed him with a basilisk stare. =E2=80=9CWh= atever=20 possessed you to think that I have the time to do this? Hmm? As you have=20 pointed out, *you* don=E2=80=99t, because of Superman. We do have another c= hild, you=20 know. What am I supposed to do with Jon during the meetings? It=E2=80=99s=20= not like=20 I can be sure you can watch him.=E2=80=9D =E2=80=9CI know. But Jon is only three. He doesn=E2=80=99t need a scout le= ader. Can=E2=80=99t you=20 just take him to the meetings?=E2=80=9D =E2=80=9CAnd let him get into whatever the girls are doing? No way.=E2=80= =9D Lois slapped=20 the sponge down in the sink. =E2=80=9CClark, this is not going to work. It= will be=20 terrible. I don=E2=80=99t have the time, and neither do you.=E2=80=9D Her husband flashed a grin at her. =E2=80=9CLois, it really won=E2=80=99t b= e that bad. =20 It=E2=80=99s only an hour a week.=E2=80=9D =20 ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 14:52:02 -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: Vignette: Why One Should Never Miss Meetings In-Reply-To: <7d.1213ae4b.27dd2591@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Ann, Looks like every working mother's nightmare - being volunteered for something. So what happens at the next meeting? Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 15:08:23 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Chris Carr Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question Jude: I'm not a native Spanish speaker, but I do speak and read it pretty well. Plus, I have a good collection of dictionaries, both bilingual and monolingual... The best I can come up with for 'it's a piece of cake' is: es pan comido It's a figurative expression, and rather informal in tone. In case you're wondering, literally, it means 'it is eaten bread', but it means figuratively that whatever is being talked about is easy to achieve or obtain. I think it's what you're looking for. If there is a native speaker on the list, can you confirm this for me? Chris ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 14:03:21 -0700 Reply-To: Rhonda Robinson Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rhonda Robinson Subject: Re: First Night V: Unsubtitled MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Carol, Somehow I lost this one. Could you send it to me privately? My edress is rosrobin@ab.imag.net . I'd appreciate it. Bye, Rhonda ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 13:27:56 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Chris: This is great. Thank you. It appears to be just the kind of thing I was looking for. Now I know whom to contact for help with my Spanish problems! :) Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Chris Carr" To: Sent: Sunday, March 11, 2001 12:08 PM Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question > Jude: > > I'm not a native Spanish speaker, but I do speak and read it pretty well. > Plus, I have a good collection of dictionaries, both bilingual and > monolingual... > > The best I can come up with for 'it's a piece of cake' is: > > es pan comido > > It's a figurative expression, and rather informal in tone. In case you're > wondering, literally, it means 'it is eaten bread', but it means > figuratively that whatever is being talked about is easy to achieve or > obtain. I think it's what you're looking for. > > If there is a native speaker on the list, can you confirm this for me? > > Chris ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 16:40:08 -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 V: Unsubtitled, 2/? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Here's part 2 all! CM ***** Lois was still stunned that Jimmy was Lucy's new boyfriend. The two had left half an hour before and she was still talking about them. "I mean I love my sister and I love Jimmy, but together? I don't know. Lucy doesn't do well in long term relationships. None of us Lanes do. I don't want her or Jimmy to get hurt. I know that he really likes her and she really likes him, but this is actually kind of ridiculous. Two people that I care about are... " She wasn't able to finish her sentence. Her lips were suddenly otherwise occupied. Clark had grown tired of her endless tirade and stopped it the best way he knew how. He kissed her. Softly at first, and then more intensely. She wrapped her arms around him, caught up in the moment. After a few moments, he pulled away. "Wow!" was all she could say. "You were babbling," he answered softly. "If I babble again, will you kiss me like that again?" "Why babble?" And he kissed her again. He picked her up and carried her towards the other room. As he set her on the bed, they were interrupted by a knock on the door. Clark groaned as he pulled away. "Pizza's here." "So?" "So, I'll get the door." He tucked his shirt in as he headed towards the door. He paid the man and turned to find Lois hadn't followed him out of the bedroom. "Honey, dinner's here." "We'll heat it up later." "Lois. Come on. Let's eat and write our story and then we'll have some fun." "Party pooper." Lois walked out of the bedroom, straightening her hair. "You are just a big dope." "Dope? That kiss didn't mean anything to you, geek?" Clark sat down at the table and opened the box. Lois stood behind his chair and put her arms around him, her face close to his. "The kiss was great, snuggle bunny. Making me eat pizza when I'd rather be kissing you makes you a dope." She kissed his cheek and sat down next to him. She reached across, brushing against him, for a slice of pizza. Clark swallowed. She had no idea how much he had wanted to stay in the bedroom with her when the pizza came. And now, her being so close to him, was a test of even his incredible willpower. For some reason he couldn't really explain even to himself, he didn't want to take that next step again until they had straightened everything out, but he couldn't say no to her if they weren't interrupted. And so he had answered the door, grateful for the way out. He didn't know what she would think of that. Well, he did. She would think it was ridiculous. He could just hear her. *We're married, Clark. We don't need to wait until we are ready to tell people that we are married to spend some* and her voice would get low and seductive, *real quality time together.* He sighed. He didn't know what to do. "Clark?" "Oh, I'm sorry. What'd you say?" "I asked you when I was going to get that exclusive interview with Superman." "Right, later. We'll do it later." She set down her slice of pizza. "Clark, what's wrong?" Clark sighed again. "I don't know, Lois. This just doesn't feel right." "Eating dinner with your wife doesn't feel right?" He stood up and started to pace. "No, it's not that. I love being with you. You know that. It's just the hiding and the lying. It makes all of this seem, well, wrong somehow." Lois looked at him. "Clark... " He tipped his head to the side. "Sorry, Lois. Mudslide in California." He kissed her quickly. "I gotta go. I'll be back as soon as I can." He changed quickly and flew out the window. Lois looked at her pizza. "Bye, Clark." ***** Clark didn't make it home until late that night. Lois had fallen asleep on the couch. When he flew in the window, she didn't even stir. He picked her up gently, carried her to her room and carefully covered her up. Clark looked at her, lying there, so still and sweet. She looked so beautiful and peaceful with the moonlight shining on her face. He sat on the bed next to her and put his head in his hands. In some ways, he wanted to take his suit off, dirt and grime and all, and lay down next to her, holding her in his arms. The other part of him knew that they - she - had decided not to live together yet. They hadn't discussed it, but that would seem to imply that he slept at his own apartment. No overnights. That was 'dangerous' and they might get caught. He kissed her forehead and whispered his "I love you" and left quietly. He made his way to his own apartment. He turned on his laptop and while it was booting, he took a shower. For the longest time he stood under the hot water, thinking about his life. Less than a week before, he had been in Israel and then decided it was time to move on. He had been close to getting caught, so he'd had to leave. He'd decided to come to Metropolis, the home of the only woman he had ever loved. He had dated, but none had affected him like that one woman. Well, she'd really been a girl at the time. He had been eighteen and she had been sixteen. All he'd known was that her name was Lois and in less than 24 hours they had shared some amazing kisses. After that, there had been no one else for him. He had known that she lived in Metropolis and that if he never found her, then he would spend his life alone. He'd had no idea that he would meet her again within 3 hours of landing here. And 36 hours later they were married. Unusual circumstances, to be sure, but that first night had been amazing. Everything had been perfect that night and that night only. Since then things had gotten so complicated. Lois didn't want to tell anyone that they were married. He had told her about his powers and she still wanted him. That was good. That was very good, but it hadn't changed things. She still said that she wanted to be his wife, but she wasn't willing to make it public. She wanted to spend as much time together as possible outside of work, but it seemed that all she wanted to do was be physical with each other. He had *really* enjoyed their wedding night, but he just wasn't ready for that again without a full commitment. He just hoped that he would be able to exercise his self-control without hurting her. He sighed as he toweled off. He dressed and speed-typed Lois' interview with Superman. ***** Lois woke up when Clark flew in through her window. She lay there waiting for him to wake her up, thinking about how nice that would be. He didn't wake her up. He just put her to bed. It seemed like he wanted to stay, but all he had done was kiss her good night. On the forehead. After he left, she just lay there thinking. Wondering what took him so long to get back. Wondering when she'd get her interview. Wondering when she'd get to be with her husband again. Their wedding night had been amazing, there was no doubt about that, but they hadn't been together, physically, since. Lois sighed. She knew that something was holding Clark back. She could tell. Before they had been interrupted by the pizza man, she knew. She didn't know what it was. Maybe he was rejecting her until she decided that she was ready to tell everyone. She started crying softly, unsure of what to do. ***** Clark heard her. He couldn't help it. He was in tune with her and her sounds in a way that he had never been before. Maybe it was being so intimate with someone that made it easier for him to pick up her heartbeat and her breathing. And her crying. He walked across the hall and knocked quietly on the door. There was no answer. He slowly opened the door and walked in. She was definitely crying. He walked into her room and, sure enough, she was curled up on her bed, holding on to his old sweatshirt like her life depended on it. "Lois? Honey, what's wrong?" Lois just cried. Clark gathered her in his arms and held her close, whispering softly into her hair. Long minutes later, as she seemed to calm down some, he tried again. "What is it, honey? What's wrong?" Lois tried to speak through her sobs, but it wasn't easy. "You... you didn't come back." The sobs started anew. Clark was stunned. He had come back as soon as he could, and he didn't think that was the real issue. "I'm here, Lois. I came as soon as I could. What else is wrong?" "No... noth... nothing." "Lois. I know you better than that. What is it, my little tornado?" It was more than Lois could take. Finally, she blurted it out. "And you... you... don't... want... me." "What? Lois, look at me." He moved so that he was looking in her eyes. "How could you think that? Of course I want you. You have no idea how badly I want you." "You do?" Lois wasn't sure she could believe him. "Of course, honey." His voice lowered. "You are irresistable." "Then why haven't we... " Clark sighed. "We really haven't had that many opportunities." "But you wanted to eat pizza. And you didn't even wake me up when you came in." "You were asleep. Lois, I want to be with you as bad as I hope you want to be with me. You have no idea how hard it was for me to go open that door and get the pizza." "Then why did you?" Lois was still crying. Clark wiped her cheeks with his fingers. "Because." He sat back against her headboard and pulled her close to him. "Remember, I told you in the warehouse, that I wanted it to be more than just physical?" "Yes." "Well, I'm just not ready for that yet. I feel like we are getting to know each other. And we have gotten to know each other much better in the last few days, but we aren't ready to commit fully to everything yet. Until then... " he let his sentence trail off. "You mean that *I* am not ready to commit fully." "No, I mean that we are not ready. I want more than anything to spend all of my time with you, but you're not the only who is scared. I am scared, too. This is HUGE. It's bigger than huge. It's colossal. And the more I think about it, the more scared I get. You're not ready to tell everyone and that means that I'm not ready. Whatever we're in, we're in together. Always." "Do you really mean that, Clark? You're scared, too?" "Of course. Marriage is a big step, even for people who have been together for years. And we haven't. We've only been together for what - less than a week now? And we got married 36 hours after we met and you couldn't stand me at the time." "Oh, yeah. You forgive me for that?" "You forgave me for letting you be tied up for hours, so I guess I will." "Thanks. That reminds me, when do I get that interview with Superman?" "You already did." "I did?" "Yeah, it's typed up on my laptop." "What about pictures?" "Superman had just come back from that mudslide and he said no pictures." "Ah, I see." "Lois, it's almost two o'clock. You need to get some sleep." "Clark, do we ever resolve anything in these little talks of ours?" Clark laughed. "I don't think so." He kissed the top of her head. "But I wouldn't trade them for the world." "Me either. And Clark, thank you for talking to Jimmy in the hallway." "Anything for you, my love." ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 19:22:33 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Genevieve Subject: Re: Vignette: Why One Should Never Miss Meetings MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit LOL! Poor Lois. It's every stay-at-home mother's nightmare too -- being volunteered for something. All though I feel obligated to point out that in my family, my husband is the registered Girl Scout; he's served as Assitant leader for both Brownies and Juniors, and is camp certified and currently Cookie Chairman. There are *hundreds* of boxes of Girls Scout cookies in our garage right now. (Anybody want to buy a box? ) But there is nothing stopping a male over age eighteen from registering as a Girl Scout. An enjoyable story, but I think Lois should have insisted Clark -- Superman or no -- sign up for Leader training, and become a "man in green" as well as a man in red and blue. I like the image of either of them -- Lois or Clark -- coping with nine or ten five-year olds. Thanks for sharing this one, Ann. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Genevieve ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 20:01:28 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: Gross fanfic question (g) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 03/10/2001 1:48:56 PM Eastern Standard Time, sirenegold@YAHOO.COM writes: << Sorry about this rather gross question, but if a body has been locked up in a damp, airless room, what would happen to it - decomposition wise, and how long would it take? >> um, was the air in the room immediately evaculated so that it was in a vaccuum or do you just mean there was no ventilation. If the latter, there would be enough oxygen for some decomposition. Just think what happens to grass clippings sealed in a plastic bag. Ever open one up after a couple days? It STINKS!!! --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 20:11:08 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: Question about Girl Scouts MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 03/11/2001 10:58:42 AM Eastern Standard Time, Aerm1@AOL.COM writes: << I need some information about Daisy Girl Scouts for a fic. I know that they are in kindergarten and first grade, but I'd like some information about what exactly they do as Scouts. >> have you tried the Girl Scouts web page? www.gsusa.org --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 20:17:01 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: Vignette: Why One Should Never Miss Meetings MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 03/11/2001 7:19:13 PM Eastern Standard Time, nightsky@EROLS.COM writes: << But there is nothing stopping a male over age eighteen from registering as a Girl Scout. >> True, and I've known a few other men that got involved. One was a father who was a Cadette leader. The drawback was he needed an adult woman to come camping with the troop as he couldn't take them alone. I was in college at the time and knew one of the kids from being a counselor at the summer camp. So she asked me to go along once. :) --Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 21:34:02 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: No Subject MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ann, thanks for the vignette. I can just see Lois's panic. Clark means so well, but what was he thinking? Carol ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 22:42:49 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: Vignette: Why One Should Never Miss Meetings MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 3/11/01 7:19:13 PM Eastern Standard Time, nightsky@EROLS.COM writes: > All though I feel obligated to point > out that in my family, my husband is the registered Girl Scout; he's > served as Assitant leader for both Brownies and Juniors, and is camp > certified and currently Cookie Chairman. There are *hundreds* of boxes > of Girls Scout cookies in our garage right now. More proof that one should never miss a meeting. :-) Obviously, your husband let you go sign up your daughter. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 22:45:22 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: Question about Girl Scouts MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 3/11/01 8:11:32 PM Eastern Standard Time, Larus2407@AOL.COM writes: > have you tried the Girl Scouts web page? www.gsusa.org > > Thanks for the tip, but I did and came up with very little. Other than saying that Daisy Scouts are 5-6 years old, the Girl Scout official page says nothing about what they do in their meetings. I must admit, I was disappointed. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 22:47:59 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: No Subject MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 3/11/01 9:36:40 PM Eastern Standard Time, Ccmalo@AOL.COM writes: > . Clark means so > well, but what was he thinking? > The same thing my husband was thinking when he took my son to sign up for Tiger Cubs and signed me up too, thus beginning a so far ten year involvement in Cub and Boy Scouts for this former Girl Scout. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 02:27:35 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Posting Universal Union Part 3 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Saturday night on IRC I mentioned that I intended to post Universal Union= part 3, but before I start posting I thought I would like to mention a couple of things. Due to RL, my time at the computer is often limited and I was never a ver= y fast writer at the best of times. So, in order to not put myself und= er too much pressure, I've decided that I will probably post only once a wee= k -- probably at the weekend. I hope that this will satisfy my readers, assuming that I have readers,:)) = Yours Jenni ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 02:31:04 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Universal Union Book 3/Part1 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Title: Universal Union Book3/Part 1 Author: Jenni Debbage Rating: PG-13 This story is for those who have asked me so kindly to continue the saga = of Lois and Kal- El and their life on Krypton. In 'The Battle for Krypton',= Lois and Kal-El continue to adapt to their marriage and their position of= First Lord and Lady of Krytpon while confronting new and dangerous plots = to destroy them. For those of you who are new to the list or archive it is necessary to have read the previous stories in this series to understand book 3. I would like to thank my beta-readers and editor for all the encouragemen= t they have given me to continue with this story and I hope that this 3rd book does not disappoint. And feedback is not only very welcome but much= looked for. = Universal Union Book 3 The Battle for Krypton Chapter One Whispers and Accusations The weeks passed and time had certainly eased Lois & Kal's rawest sadness. The couple had returned to Elvar as soon as Lois' injuries woul= d allow and there, wrapped in the care and understanding of their family an= d friends, very slowly they began to heal. And one good thing came from their disastrous visit to Elvar. = Realising that Lois was much in need of a diversion, the Vers had agreed = to allow their daughter Gellis to return home with the royal couple; a circumstance that pleased Lois, as she enjoyed the company of the kindhearted and vivacious girl. Besides, since Etta's passing, Lois was = in need of a new Lady-in-Waiting and as Gellis was nobly born the council we= re pleased to name her as Etta's successor. For Lois it wasn't the same, it= never could be, but she firmly believed that Gellis and she would be friends. The promised apartment bolt-hole in the palace at Elvar had been dul= y set aside and Lady Lois had spent much of her time on interior decoration= . = It wasn't exactly Lois' preferred choice of occupation but since the council had been reluctant to accept Kal-El's suggestion that his wife be= allowed to attend their deliberations, she was grateful to find something= to occupy her empty hours. Hiding her feelings of uselessness behind a brave smile and with Gellis' enthusiasm to boost her flagging spirit, she= threw all her energy into recreating a little piece of her old home. Kal had guessed the extent of his wife's hurt at the rebuff and it angered him that his council should cause Lois further pain, but he also knew of the unkind whispers that were echoing through the halls of power;= Lois', and thus his own, popularity was balanced on a knife edge. Now wa= s not the best time to fly in the face of his councillors' entrenched attitude and force them to accept a woman's presence in chambers. No-one could pinpoint exactly when the whispering started but it soo= n became clear that certain members of the aristocracy were taking the slanders seriously. The First Lord had very definite suspicions of the source of the malicious allegations, but once again nothing could be proved. Indeed, neither Kal nor his family could even tie down just who was continuing to spread these tales. No noble man or woman would actual= ly repeat the nasty gossip to any of the Els or their closest allies. Yet t= he whole family was agreed that the young woman should be shielded from the knowledge that many of the noble classes were bandying the story that her= careless wilfulness was solely to blame for the loss of the heir to Krypton. And so Lois was encouraged in her distraction of preparing a place o= f sanctuary for herself and her husband; a ploy that would unfortunately rebound on the Lady and the family who sought to protect her. = Totally unaware of the gathering cloud, Lois was putting the final touches to her home', aided and abetted with great gusto by her energetic= Lady-in-Waiting and with more subdued encouragement from her quiet sister-in-law. Back on Earth Thanksgiving' was fast approaching and Lois= had decided to celebrate the earthbound holiday in tandem with a small house-warming party, and both Zara and Gellis were happy to assist her. = It was good to see Lois smile again. Yet somehow the smile never quite reached her eyes, and Kal was saddened that the fire that was Lois was burning so low. The loss of the= baby coupled with a certain amount of homesickness had robbed Lois of her= usual tenaciousness and the loving husband would do everything in his pow= er to lift her spirits. The generous-hearted Kal, suffering too from their loss, could not foresee that his choice of actions to heal his wife would= be so cruelly turned against her. "Well, what do you think?" Lois enquired, perching on the floating platform that served as a stepladder here on Krypton. As she hung the stars and stripes flounce across the top of the large window, she frowned= in perplexity. "It isn't too much, is it?" "No! I think it looks very festive," Gellis agreed brightly. "And = it does stand out well from the drapes." Lois had searched through the swatches for a colour scheme that woul= d satisfy herself and Kal; both were heartily sick of the royal burgundy which predominated in their formal suite, and had settled for ivory velve= t which she had so liked in her bedroom at Ro-Ellion. "That's what I'm afraid of; it's too gaudy!" "But it's only for the celebration, it's not like it's forever," Zar= a pointed out helpfully. "Thankfully, that's true! I doubt that I could stand all this red, white and blue myself for more than a few days," she confessed with a giggle as she scanned the room. Streamers hung from the ceiling lights and little USA flags adorned bowls of harvest fruits placed about the room; the apartment certainly ha= d a carnival like air. In fact, Lois would be the first to admit that the flashy bunting was more '4th of July' than 'Thanksgiving' but she was pretty sure that her Kryptonian guests wouldn't really be aware of her melding of the two US holidays. Besides, she had completely missed the passing of 'Independence Day' in the emotional trauma of the summer so sh= e hoped that her far-off compatriots would forgive her mixing of the festiv= e paraphernalia . The youthful American wanted to prove the point that not= only Kryptonians were proud of their heritage and in the vague feelings o= f isolation that ofttimes assailed her, she needed to reassert her roots. = Lois had never been quite this patriotic back on Earth and she reflected this paradox with a wry grin as she turned to secure the bright broad ribbon while her helpers learned the new skill of balloon inflating. Loi= s had recruited her scientist father-in-law to invent the 'party balloon' here on this highly advanced planet. And, if he had been a little surprised to find his talents put to such a frivolous use, he was quite happy to indulge his new daughter. = A light knock fell on the outside door and as Lois called permission= , Lady Lara appeared in the doorway. "My dear, come down from there before you do yourself an injury," th= e older woman instructed Lois, completely unabashed by the fact that she wa= s addressing the First Lady of Krypton. "I never had much faith in those flimsy floatboards, they're much too easy to unbalance. You should have one of the servants hang these banners." "Lady Lara, Kal and I have already decided that servants won't be needed in this apartment . . . well, except when we're having a celebrati= on dinner," Lois conceded with a grin. "Cooking was never one of my skills and I don't suppose that was one of the subjects Kal had to learn when training to be First Lord. And I doubt that I'd cover myself in glory if= I succeeded in poisoning all my guests at my first dinner party." The dowager lady returned Lois' teasing laugh but nevertheless, swallowed a silent sigh of relief as she watched the agile young woman lower the platform and jump lightly to the floor. "Thank you, Lois! And= speaking of dinner, I thought I would bring along someone who might be of= some use . . ." Lara turned back to the hallway and beckoned to the man standing in the shadows. "Burdom," she announced with a flourish as the Ro-Ellion kitchen maestro strode into the room. "Burdom!" Lois clapped her hands with pleasure, "am I glad to see you. I've been puzzling over how to explain to the palace chefs, none of= whom have your talents I might add, just the menu I require for a Thanksgiving dinner." The chef par-excellence beamed at Lois' compliments and with a jaunt= y bow to his Lady got quickly down to business. "Milady, Lady Lara has already explained what you're planning and I took the liberty of checking= up the information in our computer archives. I was hoping that you might= be needing my help; there's nothing I like more than a challenge, and I'm= happy to say that I can substitute nearly all the ingredients that would = be found on Earth. Once I've worked my magic, I doubt that you'll be able t= o tell the difference." Lois' heart fell at the word substitute, yet she smiled shyly at the= helpful cook not wishing to hurt his feelings. "Thank you, Burdom, I'm sure you'll do your very best . . . ." Her eyes strayed to the window an= d up into the soft lilac hues of the afternoon sky. In her mind's eye she visited a place that was wreathed by a pale blue sky. "But I should love= to taste a real turkey," she added softly. "And so you shall, milady, only on Krypton they're of the wild varie= ty and I believe that back on your world they're known as capercaillie." Bu= t the sometime prima donna chef was not without sensitivity and he sympathised with this young woman who had come so far from her home. He= forced a deal of heartiness into his voice as he rallied the forlorn girl= . = "Trust me, Lady Lois, I shall do you proud and between us we will treat your guests to a little bit of good old USA hospitality." Fortunately, his chivvying worked and Lois replied with some of her old spirit. "I knew I could count on you, Burdom, and we'll make this a party that no-one will forget." ***** ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 02:33:13 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Universal Union Book3/Part2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Title: Universal Union Book3/Part 1 Author: Jenni Debbage Rating: PG-13 Comments: As I said in my email, I shall post two more parts at the weekend. That is if any of you out there would like continue reading.:))= ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ While Lois took care of domestic matters her husband presided over y= et another council meeting. At the outset the session had seemed to be more= friendly and conciliatory than those of late and indeed an absentee membe= r had seen fit to return to his seat on the council. Lord Jun-Li, a seemingly quiet-spoken man in his middle-years, had been present at Kal- El's investiture and had also sworn his oath of allegiance. Yet without explanation, the nobleman had returned with und= ue haste to his homelands, sending his apologies to the council for his prolonged absence. = The lands of Jun-Li bordered those of Nor, causing Kal to wonder whether the reason for this retreat and nonattendance was due to the fact= that the man was afraid of how his rapacious neighbour would view support= of the House of El, or whether Jun-Li was actually an ally of Rad-Nor. = Since Li's retaking of his seat on the council, it would seem that the former might be true and the First Lord dearly hoped that he had not acquired a mole' within his Cabinet. Certainly, his other councillors seemed to be welcoming Lord Li with= enthusiasm and, taking in the man's modest air, Kal chose to take this reappearance as a sign that the floating support of the nobles was now moving in his favour. He had problems enough without borrowing more. The daily and more mundane business had been duly taken care of and now the discussion was moving onto a fairly controversial subject, that o= f the request to join the ranks of the Inter-Planetary Federation by the planet Moy, a small and somewhat backward world. This tiny planet was situated in the outer regions of the Federation's influence and was just beginning to explore space, taking tentative steps to reach out to the worlds that shared its galaxy. In doing so, however, it had attracted th= e attention of the Taureans and was now in grave danger of being attacked a= nd colonised by this marauding race. In fear, they had turned to the powerf= ul alliance of planets for succour, approaching the council of Krypton to be= their mentors during the process of application. It appeared, from the heated debate that was ensuing, that the assumption of this role was not the given conclusion that Kal had first thought. The Moyans were a people who were desperately in need of help a= nd the First Lord of Krypton could not resist the urge to give aid to those = in trouble . . . if only his council would agree. And there was an added incentive to persuade the assembly to his wil= l; Moy's situation was very similar to that of Earth, or at least it would b= e in the not-quite-so-near future. The Moyans had already made contact wit= h other worlds, while the people of Earth, although probing the universe, were mainly of the opinion that they were alone. And they were right in the case of their own universe; Earth was the only planet in that solar-system which sustained life. If they could only set their sights wider then they would find that life of many types abounded in the wide galaxies . . . . = If only in the meantime, Earth was not discovered by the Taureans or= some other warlike race . . . and an even more terrifying thought; what i= f some such race discovered that they might develop these extraordinary powers as he and his bodyguards had so unexpectedly acquired after spendi= ng some time under the yellow sun of Earth? His wife's home planet could become a playground for an all-powerful force of aliens. And that was wh= y he had sworn Ching and Poli to secrecy; no-one must ever learn of the strange and wondrous changes that had taken place, not even his fellow Kryptonians. A noisy confrontation interrupted Kal's worried musings; he really must pay closer attention -- the decision reached today might provide a precedent for his future suggestion that Earth too might fall under the protection of the Federation. "I understand fully what you are trying to say, and I do not in any way approve of the vandalism of the Taureans, but, like it or not, Moy do= es not fulfill the criteria for membership," Jun-Li intoned with some regret= . Zor! Kal almost wished that the man hadn't chosen this particular session to return to the fold. "Vandalism!" Prime Councillor Trey snorted with disgust. "I would hardly describe the Taureans behaviour as vandalism . . . . Downright thuggery is what it is!" Thank goodness for Trey! Just as Zor-El had predicted, he was turni= ng out to be a valuable and trustworthy friend! = "I agree," Li conceded, "but . . . and I admit that I might be wrong= here because I have been a little out of touch . . . but the Taureans haven't openly declared war on the United Planets nor have they actually attacked Moy." "No! But they make no secret of the fact that they hold the Federation in contempt and they might well be behind many of the covert attacks on our merchant fleets," insisted Trey. "And they kidnapped my wife." Kal's voice held a barely suppressed anger. "But didn't the Taurean ambassador maintain that the leader of the kidnappers was a renegade; a mercenary who saw an opportunity to make his= fortune when he spotted your wife strolling through a fairground without = a bodyguard. He probably intended to ransom her." Jun-Li's words dropped= into a sudden stillness. "Of course, I only learned of the incident seco= nd hand, so perhaps I'm mistaken and I don't wish to reopen an obviously painful subject . . . . But can we hold the whole Taurean nation to account for this hooligan's actions?" Deep inside, Kal seethed at the thinly veiled inference that Lois ha= d only herself to blame for her abduction, the indictment made more potent = by its seemingly mild delivery, yet he swallowed an incensed retort. No-one= but the Els' closest family and friends knew of the plan to sell Lois and= Etta into slavery; there had been no proof, and Lois was the only living being who had survived the terrible debacle. Most Krytonians had assumed= that Ballen and his gang intended to demand a ransom from Kal and his council for the safe return of the First Lady, so the latter part of Jun-Li's speech was not unreasonable. "Lord Jun-Li, I do not think that we can suggest that our poor First= Lady is in anyway responsible for what happened to her and she has alread= y suffered a great loss because of her innocent misjudgment." Damn Jen-Mai! Damn him for stating the one thing that Kal had bitte= n his tongue to avoid; the insidious suggestion that Lois had brought the whole sorry mess down on her own head. And the cunning Mai had done it = in such a manner that he could hardly be called to account. Damn Jen-Mai! = "Oh my, oh my!" The newest member of the council looked suitably contrite. "I never meant to insinuate such a thing. My Lord Kal-El, please believe me, I never intended to cast a slur upon your lady's name.= = Please forgive my indiscretion. I'm certain that Lady Lois never conceiv= ed that such an innocent pleasure could result in the loss of your child." Kal stared in mounting horror as Jun-Li managed to emphasise the allegation. Was the man an opinionated fool or was he part of a double act; the straight man to crafty Jen-Mai's barbs? Kal-El had never looked= so severe, so imposingly royal. The ministers sitting at the long table looked decidedly uncomfortable while the prospect of Jun-li's speedy eviction from the council seat he had just reclaimed loomed close. "No-one holds Lady Lois responsible!" Trey quickly rushed to defend= the breach. "Ballen and his cohorts are the monsters to blame for everything that happened . . . and whether they acted independently or wi= th an other cannot now be verified." The grey-haired Prime Councillor took control, sending his young ruler a silent warning to restrain his understandable ire; it would not be politic for the First Lord of Krypton= to indulge in a heated argument on the subject of his wife's culpability.= = "Now let us return to the business in hand, the Moyans' suitability for membership of the Federation . . . ." "Yes, that would be best and I still reiterate that Moy does not fit= the profile . . . ." "You have made your feelings perfectly clear, Jun-Li," Kal at last managed to speak and with just the faintest trace of annoyance. Much as though his instinct was to defend his wife with all the passion he possessed, he recognised the wisdom in Trey's warning. It would only har= m Lois' position to force his councillors into an impromptu trial over the rights and wrongs of the First Lady's actions on that fateful day in summer. Not understanding her freedom of spirit, it was a distinct possibility that they would not condone her bid to escape, if only for a few hours, the confines of her rank. Yet Kal firmly believed that most men in this chamber were not vindictive and that given time and opportuni= ty they would come to appreciate Lois' intelligence and admire her courage. = That being so, it was now time to turn the spotlight away from his wife. = "But regardless of your views, the Moyans have begun to trade with their neighbours and . . . ." "That may be true," came the snappy retort, "but, as they're such a poor planet I can't see that the Federation has anything to gain from the= trade." Jun-Li had much to say and it was obvious that he meant to be heard. Nevertheless, his rudeness was beginning to exasperate his peers.= "I doubt that gain or the lack thereof should be the yardstick of whether we support Moy's application." This slightly edged comment came from Lord Remy, the oldest statesman of Krypton, who also happened to be = an uncle of Lady Lara on her mother's side of the family.. "And I would lik= e to remind you, Lord Jun-Li, that in this chamber we accord the First Lord= the courtesy due to his rank." "Oh dear, I do apologise, Lord Kal-El. I seem to be making a terrib= le hash of my first meeting under your auspices . . . and I did so want to create a good impression . . . whatever can you think of me, my Lord?" stuttered the seemingly crestfallen man. "It's just that I haven't quite= accustomed myself to seeing such a young man sitting in that chair . . . = I keep expecting to see Zor-El . . . . I know that you all have had some time to come to terms with the loss of our dear friend and leader and I would ask you to bear with my blundering, fellow councillors and Lord Kal-El . . . ." Jun-Li was almost reduced to embarrassed tears and round= the table heads were sympathetically nodding. Kal-El knew exactly what to think . . . the man was clearly an accomplished actor or he was a bungling idiot. In a very short space of time Jun-Li had managed (inadvertently or not) to accuse Lois of gross misconduct and to remind everyone in this room that their ruler was a callow, inexperienced youth, and all seasoned with just the correct amoun= t of empathy and regret; talk about killing with kindness . . . . Kal silentl= y cleared his throat and his chin rose in steely determination. None, witnessing his mein, could doubt his authority. "I think I speak for everyone in this chamber when I say that we all= regret the abdication of Zor-El and we are all much poorer for the loss o= f his wit and wisdom, none more so than myself. But Zor is gone and he passed the baton to me," Kal stated with quiet strength. He studied the= faces of his councillors, trying to gauge the effect of his words. When = he continued his voice was stern and he leaned forward in his seat, his fingertips gripping the table edge. "You might not like it; I'm not sur= e that I liked it . . . and I certainly wasn't ready for it . . . but it is= done. For better or worse, I took my place as First Lord of Krypton and = I intend to fulfil my pledge to defend my people and my world and to do my duty as Leader of the United Federation of Planets. All of you took an oath of allegiance to support my rule and so I ask for that support now. = In my opinion, this small planet of Moy is taking its first tentative ste= ps towards its place in the Federation and make no mistake, they are in danger, Taurean ships have been reported scouting that particular quadran= t of our galaxy. I sincerely believe that we should protect and promote th= e Moyans in their request for membership." Silence reigned in the imposing chamber, the seat of government for many centuries, as councillors digested this impassioned speech. Never h= ad their new sovereign spoken at such length and with such determination in this council room. Surprisingly, most found themselves deeply impressed = by his grasp of the situation. "Might I make a suggestion, Lord Kal?" The question came from Trey'= s deputy, the chameleon-like Jen-Mai. Kal held his breath, but granted permission with a slight nod of his head and a small flourish of his hand= . = Jen-Mai rose to his feet to continue. "It seems to me that both sides of= this argument have some merit. So, perhaps, a compromise could be reache= d. Although Moy may not fulfil the standards set by the Federation, there seems to be every indication that their peaceful existence is under threa= t from the Taureans and I agree with our dear First Lord, that weaker civilisations ought to be protected by more powerful and able worlds such= as ourselves and our allies. Therefore, I propose that Moy be awarded a probationary membership, until its scientific and commercial progress reaches the stage where it may fulfil all the criteria for full membershi= p of the Federation." = Why was it that all Jen-Mai's utterances sounded like he was giving = a speech? Yet, theatrics aside, Kal had to admit that he was exceedingly grateful for the second councillor's contribution. Especially since th= e proposal was quickly voted upon and accepted. The Mais' camp was the las= t place from which Kal had expected support . . . and why did he have the uneasy feeling that the whole incident had been orchestrated? After a speedy summarization of what had been agreed upon, the meeti= ng was wound up and for a short time the councillors exchanged less formal greetings with Jun-Li, catching up with his news and chatting about the happenings in Elvar since he had been gone. Soon many of them began to drift away, leaving only a few in the large room. At the head of the table Kal stood with his closest advisors, Lords Trey and Remy, who both were congratulating him on the success of the Moy= an project. The troubled leader, nonetheless, couldn't rid himself of the feeling of having been manipulated and he passed on his concerns to the t= wo older men. Lord Trey laid a comforting hand on his young master's arm, a tellin= g gesture which would have been quite impossible some months ago. Slowly, = as they combined their efforts to thwart the elusive enemy, both had learne= d to value and trust each other's qualities and strengths. Indeed, now Tre= y viewed his task as First Councillor, to protect and advise his young Lord= , as so much more than a duty. = "The meeting was hardly a qualified success and I very much regret t= he unfortunate references to Lady Lois, but we did scrape through the motion= to protect Moy and that was our main concern." The grey haired man continued to pat the tense arm beneath his hand soothingly. "We must be thankful for that. And I find it hard to believe that Jun-Li had any ulterior motives behind his words. I've known the man for years; we did our time in the military together and sat on many of the same committees,= not to mention this High Council, and while I admit that he might not be exceptionally bright, I have always considered him honest." "There is nothing so dangerous as an honest, misguided fool . . . . = And we mustn't forget just where his home lies," the other ancient adviso= r cautioned. "He might very well have been persuaded to do Nor's bidding o= ut of fear." "Exactly what I was thinking, Uncle Remy," Kal agreed hurriedly as h= e watched the small group at the other end of the table conversing amicably= ; a group which suspiciously consisted of Jun-Li and Jen-Mai . . . or was h= e reading too much into the scenario? And even a connection between Mai an= d Nor had never been proven. "But perhaps I'm being paranoid. I only know= that between them they managed to score a few hits against myself and Lois." "No-one paid any attention to those comments," Remy pronounced, with= more confidence than he actually felt, in an effort to rally his somewhat= despondent great-nephew. "I know what you're trying to do, Uncle, but we both know that there= are quite a number of people ready to believe the worst about Lois . . . = . = I just wish that it had never been brought up in this council chamber." "Kal, no-one who really matters holds Lois to blame!" Again Remy attempted to reassure the perturbed husband. "Most of the councillors we= re shocked by Jun-Li's foolish utterances and even if they did consider Lady= Lois' exploit a little unwise, no member of this chamber holds her to bla= me for what followed." "I wish I could be more sure of that," Kal uttered softly as he watched Jean-Mai bid the group goodbye and stroll in his direction. "And on a brighter note," Trey's voice rose as he too witnessed the approach of his untrustworthy deputy, "please tell Lady Lois that I'm looking forward to dinner tomorrow night." "Me too," enthused Lord Remy, the senior citizen having completely fallen under the spell of his high-spirited niece-in-law. "I'm always interested in experiencing other cultures; I might be a very old dog but I'm not above learning new tricks." Those words made Kal laugh as the image of his oldest relation learning to line-dance while the strains of country music TV were piped into his apartment, flashed across his mind. "Well to tell the truth, I'm not exactly sure myself what Lois has planned; she's keeping this one very close to her chest . . . I'm not ev= en allowed into the apartment . . . ." "A strange state of affairs if the First Lord of Krypton isn't mast= er in his own home," Jen- Mai quipped as he came to join them. "I'm sure th= at Lady Lois must be planning a lovely surprise for all of us." And his gri= n was just as oily as his voice. "Excuse me?!" That last remark had taken Kal-El completely by surprise. "I'm assuming that since this is a small gathering of your family, friends and close supporters, that you wouldn't leave out your second councillor and that the lack of a formal invitation to myself and Lady Minerva was just an oversight on Lady Lois' part. Lady Minerva was devastated by the slight; she was so looking forward to renewing her acquaintance with your lovely Lady." The nerve of the man! And how did he get out of this one?! Jen-Mai= had backed him when it seemed that his wish to promote the Moyans would b= e blocked. But on the other hand, how did he explain to Lois the presence = of the Mais at her first private dinner party? Jen-Mia clearly took Kal's silence as assent because the smarmy grin= grew even broader. "Good! Lady Minerva will be over the moon! Tomorrow= night at eight I believe. Till then, my Lord and fellow councillors, I b= id you good day." A quick bow and he was gone. "Oh dear," commiserated Remy, "whatever is Lois going to say when yo= u tell her?" Kal could only manage a very un-kingly shrug. ***** = ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 03:43:25 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: A test MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Sorry to bother everyone but I posted Universal Union Book 3 and it isn't= showing up in my mail box. I wanted to see whether this one would come through. Jenni Debbage ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 11:41:08 +0000 Reply-To: ampaes@etsii.upv.es Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Comments: Authenticated sender is From: Amparo Palacios Escrig Organization: Universidad Politecnica Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question Hi! I'm a bit late on this, but I hope I can help. The expression Chirs used was perfect, I didn't think it myself because I was looking for something more formal, if you say "Esto es pan comido" (This is eaten bread ) you are speaking in a informal way. Here, Spain, this expresion is not commonly used, at least this days but I don't know about Ecuador. I would use another expression "Esto esta tirado"(This is laying) but that would be less formal than the bread thing :) So thinking hard about it, and looking for a more formal spanish expression, if that's what you're looking for Jude, you could use "Esto esta hecho"(This is done) or the more convencional "Eso es facilisimo"(This is very easy). That's all I can think at this moment, but if you need something different I'll be glad to help with my Spain spanish. Sorry if nothing of this is what you're looking for. By the way, I've always wondered where the no problemo came from, in fact in spanish No problem=No hay problema/No es problema :) I'll stop now. Amparo ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 07:25:03 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: New Story: Universal Union, Book 3/Part 1 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi -- My apologies if this shows up as a double post. Jenni posted this earlier to the list but it didn't appear (although it did appear on the list archive). So here it is one more time. Carol -------------------- Title: Universal Union Book3/Part 1 Author: Jenni Debbage <106532.433@compuserve.com> Rating: PG-13 This story is for those who have asked me so kindly to continue the saga of Lois and Kal- El and their life on Krypton. In 'The Battle for Krypton', Lois and Kal-El continue to adapt to their marriage and their position of First Lord and Lady of Krytpon while confronting new and dangerous plots to destroy them. For those of you who are new to the list or archive it is necessary to have read the previous stories in this series to understand book 3. I would like to thank my beta-readers and editor for all the encouragement they have given me to continue with this story and I hope that this 3rd book does not disappoint. And feedback is not only very welcome but much looked for. ----------------------- Universal Union, Book 3: The Battle for Krypton Chapter One: Whispers and Accusations The weeks passed and time had certainly eased Lois & Kal's rawest sadness. The couple had returned to Elvar as soon as Lois' injuries would allow and there, wrapped in the care and understanding of their family and friends, very slowly they began to heal. And one good thing came from their disastrous visit to Elvar. Realising that Lois was much in need of a diversion, the Vers had agreed to allow their daughter Gellis to return home with the royal couple; a circumstance that pleased Lois, as she enjoyed the company of the kindhearted and vivacious girl. Besides, since Etta's passing, Lois was in need of a new Lady-in-Waiting and as Gellis was nobly born the council were pleased to name her as Etta's successor. For Lois it wasn't the same, it never could be, but she firmly believed that Gellis and she would be friends. The promised apartment bolt-hole in the palace at Elvar had been duly set aside and Lady Lois had spent much of her time on interior decoration. It wasn't exactly Lois' preferred choice of occupation but since the council had been reluctant to accept Kal-El's suggestion that his wife be allowed to attend their deliberations, she was grateful to find something to occupy her empty hours. Hiding her feelings of uselessness behind a brave smile and with Gellis' enthusiasm to boost her flagging spirit, she threw all her energy into recreating a little piece of her old home. Kal had guessed the extent of his wife's hurt at the rebuff and it angered him that his council should cause Lois further pain, but he also knew of the unkind whispers that were echoing through the halls of power; Lois', and thus his own, popularity was balanced on a knife edge. Now was not the best time to fly in the face of his councillors' entrenched attitude and force them to accept a woman's presence in chambers. No-one could pinpoint exactly when the whispering started but it soon became clear that certain members of the aristocracy were taking the slanders seriously. The First Lord had very definite suspicions of the source of the malicious allegations, but once again nothing could be proved. Indeed, neither Kal nor his family could even tie down just who was continuing to spread these tales. No noble man or woman would actually repeat the nasty gossip to any of the Els or their closest allies. Yet the whole family was agreed that the young woman should be shielded from the knowledge that many of the noble classes were bandying the story that her careless wilfulness was solely to blame for the loss of the heir to Krypton. And so Lois was encouraged in her distraction of preparing a place of sanctuary for herself and her husband; a ploy that would unfortunately rebound on the Lady and the family who sought to protect her. Totally unaware of the gathering cloud, Lois was putting the final touches to her home', aided and abetted with great gusto by her energetic Lady-in-Waiting and with more subdued encouragement from her quiet sister-in-law. Back on Earth Thanksgiving' was fast approaching and Lois had decided to celebrate the earthbound holiday in tandem with a small house-warming party, and both Zara and Gellis were happy to assist her. It was good to see Lois smile again. Yet somehow the smile never quite reached her eyes, and Kal was saddened that the fire that was Lois was burning so low. The loss of the baby coupled with a certain amount of homesickness had robbed Lois of her usual tenaciousness and the loving husband would do everything in his power to lift her spirits. The generous-hearted Kal, suffering too from their loss, could not foresee that his choice of actions to heal his wife would be so cruelly turned against her. "Well, what do you think?" Lois enquired, perching on the floating platform that served as a stepladder here on Krypton. As she hung the stars and stripes flounce across the top of the large window, she frowned in perplexity. "It isn't too much, is it?" "No! I think it looks very festive," Gellis agreed brightly. "And it does stand out well from the drapes." Lois had searched through the swatches for a colour scheme that would satisfy herself and Kal; both were heartily sick of the royal burgundy which predominated in their formal suite, and had settled for ivory velvet which she had so liked in her bedroom at Ro-Ellion. "That's what I'm afraid of; it's too gaudy!" "But it's only for the celebration, it's not like it's forever," Zara pointed out helpfully. "Thankfully, that's true! I doubt that I could stand all this red, white and blue myself for more than a few days," she confessed with a giggle as she scanned the room. Streamers hung from the ceiling lights and little USA flags adorned bowls of harvest fruits placed about the room; the apartment certainly had a carnival like air. In fact, Lois would be the first to admit that the flashy bunting was more '4th of July' than 'Thanksgiving' but she was pretty sure that her Kryptonian guests wouldn't really be aware of her melding of the two US holidays. Besides, she had completely missed the passing of 'Independence Day' in the emotional trauma of the summer so she hoped that her far-off compatriots would forgive her mixing of the festive paraphernalia . The youthful American wanted to prove the point that not only Kryptonians were proud of their heritage and in the vague feelings of isolation that ofttimes assailed her, she needed to reassert her roots. Lois had never been quite this patriotic back on Earth and she reflected this paradox with a wry grin as she turned to secure the bright broad ribbon while her helpers learned the new skill of balloon inflating. Lois had recruited her scientist father-in-law to invent the 'party balloon' here on this highly advanced planet. And, if he had been a little surprised to find his talents put to such a frivolous use, he was quite happy to indulge his new daughter. A light knock fell on the outside door and as Lois called permission, Lady Lara appeared in the doorway. "My dear, come down from there before you do yourself an injury," the older woman instructed Lois, completely unabashed by the fact that she was addressing the First Lady of Krypton. "I never had much faith in those flimsy floatboards, they're much too easy to unbalance. You should have one of the servants hang these banners." "Lady Lara, Kal and I have already decided that servants won't be needed in this apartment . . . well, except when we're having a celebration dinner," Lois conceded with a grin. "Cooking was never one of my skills and I don't suppose that was one of the subjects Kal had to learn when training to be First Lord. And I doubt that I'd cover myself in glory if I succeeded in poisoning all my guests at my first dinner party." The dowager lady returned Lois' teasing laugh but nevertheless, swallowed a silent sigh of relief as she watched the agile young woman lower the platform and jump lightly to the floor. "Thank you, Lois! And speaking of dinner, I thought I would bring along someone who might be of some use . . ." Lara turned back to the hallway and beckoned to the man standing in the shadows. "Burdom," she announced with a flourish as the Ro-Ellion kitchen maestro strode into the room. "Burdom!" Lois clapped her hands with pleasure, "am I glad to see you. I've been puzzling over how to explain to the palace chefs, none of whom have your talents I might add, just the menu I require for a Thanksgiving dinner." The chef par-excellence beamed at Lois' compliments and with a jaunty bow to his Lady got quickly down to business. "Milady, Lady Lara has already explained what you're planning and I took the liberty of checking up the information in our computer archives. I was hoping that you might be needing my help; there's nothing I like more than a challenge, and I'm happy to say that I can substitute nearly all the ingredients that would be found on Earth. Once I've worked my magic, I doubt that you'll be able to tell the difference." Lois' heart fell at the word substitute, yet she smiled shyly at the helpful cook not wishing to hurt his feelings. "Thank you, Burdom, I'm sure you'll do your very best . . . ." Her eyes strayed to the window and up into the soft lilac hues of the afternoon sky. In her mind's eye she visited a place that was wreathed by a pale blue sky. "But I should love to taste a real turkey," she added softly. "And so you shall, milady, only on Krypton they're of the wild variety and I believe that back on your world they're known as capercaillie." But the sometime prima donna chef was not without sensitivity and he sympathised with this young woman who had come so far from her home. He forced a deal of heartiness into his voice as he rallied the forlorn girl. "Trust me, Lady Lois, I shall do you proud and between us we will treat your guests to a little bit of good old USA hospitality." Fortunately, his chivvying worked and Lois replied with some of her old spirit. "I knew I could count on you, Burdom, and we'll make this a party that no-one will forget." ***** end part 1 ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 07:25:20 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: New Story: Universal Union Book3/Part2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi -- my apology again if this, too, is a double post. Carol ------------ Title: Universal Union Book3/Part 2 by Jenni Debbage Rating: PG-13 Comments: As I said in my email, I shall post two more parts at the weekend. That is if any of you out there would like to continue reading.:)) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ While Lois took care of domestic matters her husband presided over yet another council meeting. At the outset the session had seemed to be more friendly and conciliatory than those of late and indeed an absentee member had seen fit to return to his seat on the council. Lord Jun-Li, a seemingly quiet-spoken man in his middle-years, had been present at Kal- El's investiture and had also sworn his oath of allegiance. Yet without explanation, the nobleman had returned with undue haste to his homelands, sending his apologies to the council for his prolonged absence. The lands of Jun-Li bordered those of Nor, causing Kal to wonder whether the reason for this retreat and nonattendance was due to the fact that the man was afraid of how his rapacious neighbour would view support of the House of El, or whether Jun-Li was actually an ally of Rad-Nor. Since Li's retaking of his seat on the council, it would seem that the former might be true and the First Lord dearly hoped that he had not acquired a mole' within his Cabinet. Certainly, his other councillors seemed to be welcoming Lord Li with enthusiasm and, taking in the man's modest air, Kal chose to take this reappearance as a sign that the floating support of the nobles was now moving in his favour. He had problems enough without borrowing more. The daily and more mundane business had been duly taken care of and now the discussion was moving onto a fairly controversial subject, that of the request to join the ranks of the Inter-Planetary Federation by the planet Moy, a small and somewhat backward world. This tiny planet was situated in the outer regions of the Federation's influence and was just beginning to explore space, taking tentative steps to reach out to the worlds that shared its galaxy. In doing so, however, it had attracted the attention of the Taureans and was now in grave danger of being attacked and colonised by this marauding race. In fear, they had turned to the powerful alliance of planets for succour, approaching the council of Krypton to be their mentors during the process of application. It appeared, from the heated debate that was ensuing, that the assumption of this role was not the given conclusion that Kal had first thought. The Moyans were a people who were desperately in need of help and the First Lord of Krypton could not resist the urge to give aid to those in trouble . . . if only his council would agree. And there was an added incentive to persuade the assembly to his will; Moy's situation was very similar to that of Earth, or at least it would be in the not-quite-so-near future. The Moyans had already made contact with other worlds, while the people of Earth, although probing the universe, were mainly of the opinion that they were alone. And they were right in the case of their own universe; Earth was the only planet in that solar-system which sustained life. If they could only set their sights wider then they would find that life of many types abounded in the wide galaxies . . . . If only in the meantime, Earth was not discovered by the Taureans or some other warlike race . . . and an even more terrifying thought; what if some such race discovered that they might develop these extraordinary powers as he and his bodyguards had so unexpectedly acquired after spending some time under the yellow sun of Earth? His wife's home planet could become a playground for an all-powerful force of aliens. And that was why he had sworn Ching and Poli to secrecy; no-one must ever learn of the strange and wondrous changes that had taken place, not even his fellow Kryptonians. A noisy confrontation interrupted Kal's worried musings; he really must pay closer attention -- the decision reached today might provide a precedent for his future suggestion that Earth too might fall under the protection of the Federation. "I understand fully what you are trying to say, and I do not in any way approve of the vandalism of the Taureans, but, like it or not, Moy does not fulfill the criteria for membership," Jun-Li intoned with some regret. Zor! Kal almost wished that the man hadn't chosen this particular session to return to the fold. "Vandalism!" Prime Councillor Trey snorted with disgust. "I would hardly describe the Taureans behaviour as vandalism . . . . Downright thuggery is what it is!" Thank goodness for Trey! Just as Zor-El had predicted, he was turning out to be a valuable and trustworthy friend! "I agree," Li conceded, "but . . . and I admit that I might be wrong here because I have been a little out of touch . . . but the Taureans haven't openly declared war on the United Planets nor have they actually attacked Moy." "No! But they make no secret of the fact that they hold the Federation in contempt and they might well be behind many of the covert attacks on our merchant fleets," insisted Trey. "And they kidnapped my wife." Kal's voice held a barely suppressed anger. "But didn't the Taurean ambassador maintain that the leader of the kidnappers was a renegade; a mercenary who saw an opportunity to make his fortune when he spotted your wife strolling through a fairground without a bodyguard. He probably intended to ransom her." Jun-Li's words dropped into a sudden stillness. "Of course, I only learned of the incident second hand, so perhaps I'm mistaken and I don't wish to reopen an obviously painful subject . . . . But can we hold the whole Taurean nation to account for this hooligan's actions?" Deep inside, Kal seethed at the thinly veiled inference that Lois had only herself to blame for her abduction, the indictment made more potent by its seemingly mild delivery, yet he swallowed an incensed retort. No-one but the Els' closest family and friends knew of the plan to sell Lois and Etta into slavery; there had been no proof, and Lois was the only living being who had survived the terrible debacle. Most Krytonians had assumed that Ballen and his gang intended to demand a ransom from Kal and his council for the safe return of the First Lady, so the latter part of Jun-Li's speech was not unreasonable. "Lord Jun-Li, I do not think that we can suggest that our poor First Lady is in anyway responsible for what happened to her and she has already suffered a great loss because of her innocent misjudgment." Damn Jen-Mai! Damn him for stating the one thing that Kal had bitten his tongue to avoid; the insidious suggestion that Lois had brought the whole sorry mess down on her own head. And the cunning Mai had done it in such a manner that he could hardly be called to account. Damn Jen-Mai! "Oh my, oh my!" The newest member of the council looked suitably contrite. "I never meant to insinuate such a thing. My Lord Kal-El, please believe me, I never intended to cast a slur upon your lady's name. Please forgive my indiscretion. I'm certain that Lady Lois never conceived that such an innocent pleasure could result in the loss of your child." Kal stared in mounting horror as Jun-Li managed to emphasise the allegation. Was the man an opinionated fool or was he part of a double act; the straight man to crafty Jen-Mai's barbs? Kal-El had never looked so severe, so imposingly royal. The ministers sitting at the long table looked decidedly uncomfortable while the prospect of Jun-li's speedy eviction from the council seat he had just reclaimed loomed close. "No-one holds Lady Lois responsible!" Trey quickly rushed to defend the breach. "Ballen and his cohorts are the monsters to blame for everything that happened . . . and whether they acted independently or with an other cannot now be verified." The grey-haired Prime Councillor took control, sending his young ruler a silent warning to restrain his understandable ire; it would not be politic for the First Lord of Krypton to indulge in a heated argument on the subject of his wife's culpability. "Now let us return to the business in hand, the Moyans' suitability for membership of the Federation . . . ." "Yes, that would be best and I still reiterate that Moy does not fit the profile . . . ." "You have made your feelings perfectly clear, Jun-Li," Kal at last managed to speak and with just the faintest trace of annoyance. Much as though his instinct was to defend his wife with all the passion he possessed, he recognised the wisdom in Trey's warning. It would only harm Lois' position to force his councillors into an impromptu trial over the rights and wrongs of the First Lady's actions on that fateful day in summer. Not understanding her freedom of spirit, it was a distinct possibility that they would not condone her bid to escape, if only for a few hours, the confines of her rank. Yet Kal firmly believed that most men in this chamber were not vindictive and that given time and opportunity they would come to appreciate Lois' intelligence and admire her courage. That being so, it was now time to turn the spotlight away from his wife. "But regardless of your views, the Moyans have begun to trade with their neighbours and . . . ." "That may be true," came the snappy retort, "but, as they're such a poor planet I can't see that the Federation has anything to gain from the trade." Jun-Li had much to say and it was obvious that he meant to be heard. Nevertheless, his rudeness was beginning to exasperate his peers. "I doubt that gain or the lack thereof should be the yardstick of whether we support Moy's application." This slightly edged comment came from Lord Remy, the oldest statesman of Krypton, who also happened to be an uncle of Lady Lara on her mother's side of the family.. "And I would like to remind you, Lord Jun-Li, that in this chamber we accord the First Lord the courtesy due to his rank." "Oh dear, I do apologise, Lord Kal-El. I seem to be making a terrible hash of my first meeting under your auspices . . . and I did so want to create a good impression . . . whatever can you think of me, my Lord?" stuttered the seemingly crestfallen man. "It's just that I haven't quite accustomed myself to seeing such a young man sitting in that chair . . . I keep expecting to see Zor-El . . . . I know that you all have had some time to come to terms with the loss of our dear friend and leader and I would ask you to bear with my blundering, fellow councillors and Lord Kal-El . . . ." Jun-Li was almost reduced to embarrassed tears and round the table heads were sympathetically nodding. Kal-El knew exactly what to think . . . the man was clearly an accomplished actor or he was a bungling idiot. In a very short space of time Jun-Li had managed (inadvertently or not) to accuse Lois of gross misconduct and to remind everyone in this room that their ruler was a callow, inexperienced youth, and all seasoned with just the correct amount of empathy and regret; talk about killing with kindness . . . . Kal silently cleared his throat and his chin rose in steely determination. None, witnessing his mein, could doubt his authority. "I think I speak for everyone in this chamber when I say that we all regret the abdication of Zor-El and we are all much poorer for the loss of his wit and wisdom, none more so than myself. But Zor is gone and he passed the baton to me," Kal stated with quiet strength. He studied the faces of his councillors, trying to gauge the effect of his words. When he continued his voice was stern and he leaned forward in his seat, his fingertips gripping the table edge. "You might not like it; I'm not sure that I liked it . . . and I certainly wasn't ready for it . . . but it is done. For better or worse, I took my place as First Lord of Krypton and I intend to fulfil my pledge to defend my people and my world and to do my duty as Leader of the United Federation of Planets. All of you took an oath of allegiance to support my rule and so I ask for that support now. In my opinion, this small planet of Moy is taking its first tentative steps towards its place in the Federation and make no mistake, they are in danger, Taurean ships have been reported scouting that particular quadrant of our galaxy. I sincerely believe that we should protect and promote the Moyans in their request for membership." Silence reigned in the imposing chamber, the seat of government for many centuries, as councillors digested this impassioned speech. Never had their new sovereign spoken at such length and with such determination in this council room. Surprisingly, most found themselves deeply impressed by his grasp of the situation. "Might I make a suggestion, Lord Kal?" The question came from Trey's deputy, the chameleon-like Jen-Mai. Kal held his breath, but granted permission with a slight nod of his head and a small flourish of his hand. Jen-Mai rose to his feet to continue. "It seems to me that both sides of this argument have some merit. So, perhaps, a compromise could be reached. Although Moy may not fulfil the standards set by the Federation, there seems to be every indication that their peaceful existence is under threat from the Taureans and I agree with our dear First Lord, that weaker civilisations ought to be protected by more powerful and able worlds such as ourselves and our allies. Therefore, I propose that Moy be awarded a probationary membership, until its scientific and commercial progress reaches the stage where it may fulfil all the criteria for full membership of the Federation." Why was it that all Jen-Mai's utterances sounded like he was giving a speech? Yet, theatrics aside, Kal had to admit that he was exceedingly grateful for the second councillor's contribution. Especially since the proposal was quickly voted upon and accepted. The Mais' camp was the last place from which Kal had expected support . . . and why did he have the uneasy feeling that the whole incident had been orchestrated? After a speedy summarization of what had been agreed upon, the meeting was wound up and for a short time the councillors exchanged less formal greetings with Jun-Li, catching up with his news and chatting about the happenings in Elvar since he had been gone. Soon many of them began to drift away, leaving only a few in the large room. At the head of the table Kal stood with his closest advisors, Lords Trey and Remy, who both were congratulating him on the success of the Moyan project. The troubled leader, nonetheless, couldn't rid himself of the feeling of having been manipulated and he passed on his concerns to the two older men. Lord Trey laid a comforting hand on his young master's arm, a telling gesture which would have been quite impossible some months ago. Slowly, as they combined their efforts to thwart the elusive enemy, both had learned to value and trust each other's qualities and strengths. Indeed, now Trey viewed his task as First Councillor, to protect and advise his young Lord, as so much more than a duty. "The meeting was hardly a qualified success and I very much regret the unfortunate references to Lady Lois, but we did scrape through the motion to protect Moy and that was our main concern." The grey haired man continued to pat the tense arm beneath his hand soothingly. "We must be thankful for that. And I find it hard to believe that Jun-Li had any ulterior motives behind his words. I've known the man for years; we did our time in the military together and sat on many of the same committees, not to mention this High Council, and while I admit that he might not be exceptionally bright, I have always considered him honest." "There is nothing so dangerous as an honest, misguided fool . . . . And we mustn't forget just where his home lies," the other ancient advisor cautioned. "He might very well have been persuaded to do Nor's bidding out of fear." "Exactly what I was thinking, Uncle Remy," Kal agreed hurriedly as he watched the small group at the other end of the table conversing amicably; a group which suspiciously consisted of Jun-Li and Jen-Mai . . . or was he reading too much into the scenario? And even a connection between Mai and Nor had never been proven. "But perhaps I'm being paranoid. I only know that between them they managed to score a few hits against myself and Lois." "No-one paid any attention to those comments," Remy pronounced, with more confidence than he actually felt, in an effort to rally his somewhat despondent great-nephew. "I know what you're trying to do, Uncle, but we both know that there are quite a number of people ready to believe the worst about Lois . . . . I just wish that it had never been brought up in this council chamber." "Kal, no-one who really matters holds Lois to blame!" Again Remy attempted to reassure the perturbed husband. "Most of the councillors were shocked by Jun-Li's foolish utterances and even if they did consider Lady Lois' exploit a little unwise, no member of this chamber holds her to blame for what followed." "I wish I could be more sure of that," Kal uttered softly as he watched Jen-Mai bid the group goodbye and stroll in his direction. "And on a brighter note," Trey's voice rose as he too witnessed the approach of his untrustworthy deputy, "please tell Lady Lois that I'm looking forward to dinner tomorrow night." "Me too," enthused Lord Remy, the senior citizen having completely fallen under the spell of his high-spirited niece-in-law. "I'm always interested in experiencing other cultures; I might be a very old dog but I'm not above learning new tricks." Those words made Kal laugh as the image of his oldest relation learning to line-dance while the strains of country music TV were piped into his apartment, flashed across his mind. "Well to tell the truth, I'm not exactly sure myself what Lois has planned; she's keeping this one very close to her chest . . . I'm not even allowed into the apartment . . . ." "A strange state of affairs if the First Lord of Krypton isn't master in his own home," Jen- Mai quipped as he came to join them. "I'm sure that Lady Lois must be planning a lovely surprise for all of us." And his grin was just as oily as his voice. "Excuse me?!" That last remark had taken Kal-El completely by surprise. "I'm assuming that since this is a small gathering of your family, friends and close supporters, that you wouldn't leave out your second councillor and that the lack of a formal invitation to myself and Lady Minerva was just an oversight on Lady Lois' part. Lady Minerva was devastated by the slight; she was so looking forward to renewing her acquaintance with your lovely Lady." The nerve of the man! And how did he get out of this one?! Jen-Mai had backed him when it seemed that his wish to promote the Moyans would be blocked. But on the other hand, how did he explain to Lois the presence of the Mais at her first private dinner party? Jen-Mai clearly took Kal's silence as assent because the smarmy grin grew even broader. "Good! Lady Minerva will be over the moon! Tomorrow night at eight I believe. Till then, my Lord and fellow councillors, I bid you good day." A quick bow and he was gone. "Oh dear," commiserated Remy, "whatever is Lois going to say when you tell her?" Kal could only manage a very un-kingly shrug. ***** end, part 2 ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 08:16:11 -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: Universal Union Book3/Part2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks for writing the next part of this Jenni. I look forward to further posts and am enjoying the story very much. Lesley in Brampton On ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 10:20:56 EST Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Charlotte Fisler Subject: Re: Kerth results and earlier plea MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 3/10/01 9:20:30 PM !!!First Boot!!!, judithwilliams@PRODIGY.NET writes: > Thanks for the info, Erin. I, too, will not be around for the awards. > My own S-Man and I will be away for a few days on Vancouver Island > celebrating our 40th wedding anniversary. Have fun, everybody. I envy you, > Charlotte. We've been waiting and waiting for a grandchild. If all goes > well, no. 1 will arrive in October. :) Jude > Ditto from me, Erin. Here's hoping everything comes out as well for you, Jude ,as it did for me. Joseph Blue Eriqat was born Sunday, March 11 in the afternoon, Denver time. He weighed in at 7 lbs. 5 ounces. Mother is fine; grandmother is ecstatic. Charlotte ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 09:10:29 -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: Universal Union Book3/Part2 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey, Jenni - Just wanted you to know that I was wondering when this was coming out! I can't wait to see what happens and especially some interaction between Lois and Kal - and the Thanksgiving/4th of July celebration ought to be something to behold! More soon please! CM ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 09:25:35 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everyone, I hope you don't lynch me for bringing this up, but I'd love to hear some answers to this. I'm researching the ellipsis, since I've been noticing a HUGE discrepancy in the way writers here in folcdom (and probably many other places, as well) use this particular piece of puncutation. And I'm sure UKers and Aussies use it differently, compared to American English. The research I've done indicates that an ellipsis should be a series of three dots, with no spaces between the dots, and no spaces before or after this series of dots, and MUST include a fourth dot, a period, if the ellipsis is ending the sentence. But many, many authors of fanfics I've read have used ellipses differently, so I'm confused. In the fanfic I'm reading currently, the author uses a space before and after the ellipses, separating it from the words on either side of it. Also, sometimes the author uses the fourth dot--a period--to end this ellipsis when it ends a sentence, but other times not. I've been trying to find a rhyme or reason to this to help me better understand, but I'm at a loss here. Can anyone help me? I'd love a definitive answer, though I'm thinking UK and Aussies use it differently than us here in the States, so I'd love to hear answers to both to help with my editing skills. Thanks guys! 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 11:38:34 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I'm afraid I can't help you, Erin, but if you get a definitive answer, please share it! I've never found the one right way to use ellipses, so I've just picked one and tried to be consistent about it. I probably use them too much anyway ;) -- 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: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 17:51:02 +0000 Reply-To: ampaes@etsii.upv.es Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Comments: Authenticated sender is From: Amparo Palacios Escrig Organization: Universidad Politecnica Subject: Re: A test It happened to me too with my latest post, but it seems that it works. Amparo ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 17:00:35 -0000 Reply-To: LabRat Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Organization: LabRat Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Erin wrote: > The research I've done indicates that an ellipsis should be a series of three > dots, with no spaces between the dots, and no spaces before or after this > series of dots, and MUST include a fourth dot, a period, if the ellipsis is > ending the sentence. I'd concur with that evaluation. Although I am terribly guilty of missing out the fourth period at the end of sentences at times...just because. Hey, I'm not the Founding Member of the Grammar Rebels Club for nothing here. The fact that some authors use spaces could be partly due to some fonts or WP programs not really coping well with ellipsis. For the longest time I was forced to use six periods instead of three, because WORD kept changing them as I typed, ending up with them so small they were practically invisible, with hardly any gap in the text created at all. Six periods made a gap approximately the size three should have. Fortunately, I eventually figured out why it was doing it and shut it off, so I could revert to three again. But the spaces before and after or between dots could be a similar attempt by authors to make sure the ellipsis stands out, I guess. LabRat :) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 12:33:06 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Cindy Leuch Subject: Re: Question about Girl Scouts It's been a couple of years, but I did help out with a Daisy troop in high school. Like Amy said, they're Kindergarteners, and I seem to recall that the stuff they do is just like what the brownies do, for the most part. Meetings for my troop were held at the school in the evening, and they involved many different things - learning songs, doing arts and crafts, and there was ALWAYS a snack every week. I think it's one of those things where every troop does their own thing, although all the leaders are given a crash course on the basics by the council at some point. I don't know how helpful that was. If you have any others questions, let me know - after 10 years of girl scout camp (and 1 year as a councilor - how scary is THAT?) and countless boxes of girl scout cookies (a couple of which are sitting on my kitchen counter right now), I know a couple things. Good luck on your fic. -Cindy Leuch leuch@iastate.edu ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 13:19:22 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Genevieve Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Erin Klingler wrote: > > The research I've done indicates that an ellipsis should be a series of three > dots, with no spaces between the dots, and no spaces before or after this > series of dots, and MUST include a fourth dot, a period, if the ellipsis is > ending the sentence. Actually, ellipsis are officially used to indicate incomplete text in a quotation. (Remember that from writing term papers back in school?) According to the Chicago Manual of Style, there are two common methods. The first is to use three dots for any omission, regardless of whether it comes in the middle of a sentence or between sentences. The second (which is preferred by the University of Chicago Press) is to use three dots when the omission occurs in the middle of a sentence, but to put the three dots after the ending punctuation when the omission occurs between sentences. The examples they give are: Whether her criticism is valid or not, shall I capitulate to her? . . . And shall I be subject to her ridicule the rest of my life! . . . I would rather cut off my ears. Notice that the three dots fall after the ending punctuation; if the sentences ended in a period, you'd see the four dots there. In the old typing days, you left spaces between the dots. I don't, because I like the three dots to stay on the same line, and if I have spaces between the dots, word processors and e-mail software may split them. One dot on one line, with the next two on the following is very confusing to read. I do leave spaces before and after my dots, though, because I think it's easier to read that way. Publishers, however, have a special ellipses symbol (three dots very close together) which Word and some other word processors automatically put in when you type the three dots. I would suggest turning this feature OFF if you are writing for future publication on the web or via e-mail, since many of these special characters come through as control characters instead of anything resembling three dots. (In Word, Go to Tools and then Autocorrect. You can see how many things it's automatically replacing for you. I added villian -> villian to my list, and Supreman -> Superman since I'm always misspelling those, but I got rid of the ellipses, smart quotes, em dashes, and smiley faces.) One of the problems in fanfiction is that the ellipsis are not usually used to indicate incomplete quoting, but rather in conservation, which is a whole different ball game. Again quoting the Chicago Manual of Style (and using ellipsis points properly ), "Ellipsis points suggest faltering or fragmented speech accompanied by confusion, insecurity, distress or uncertainty. . . . The dash, on the other hand, suggests some decisiveness and should be reserved for interruptions, abrupt changes in thought, or impatient fractures of grammar." Their examples: "I . . . I . . . that is, we . . . yes *we* have made an awful blunder!" "The ship . . . oh my God! . . . it's sinking!" cried Henrietta. "But . . . but . . . ," said Tom. "Will he -- *can he* -- obtain the necessary signatures?" Mills said pointedly. "Well, I don't know," he began tentatively. "I thought I might--" "Might what?" she interrupted savagely. "Might what?" Notice that the exclamation points and the comma before said are still retained. (I think the last looks very strange, and personally DO NOT include the comma there.) > Can anyone help me? I'd love a definitive answer, though I'm thinking UK and > Aussies use it differently than us here in the States, so I'd love to hear > answers to both to help with my editing skills. I suspect you'll get different answers from different style guides. Most style guides are published by different publishers, indicating their own preferences. Chicago, Little & Brown, the Associated Press (AP) style used by magazines and newspapers. I started using the Chicago Manual back when I was editing the final episode of TUFS. Over twelve people wrote that one, and I decided that I needed some sort of "Style-Bible" as an authority, and the library I work in had a copy of the Chicago Manual available for checkout. ("We're doing it *this* way, because that what the books says.") Unless, of course, there is a good reason not do do it the way the book says, like having e-mail programs put line breaks in the middle of ellipses because you put spaces in between the dots. But there are many "approved" styles; it all depends which style manual you are using. The last time I sent a story to the archives, it came back from my editor, who suggested that we change Lois's to Lois' and take the final comma out of my lists -- the last comma before the "and." It made me suspect that she was using the AP style, one which takes out punctuation deemed "unnecessary" in order to cram as much text into a column as possible. I tend to dislike the AP style, feeling that it often leads to ambiguity. That last comma in a list is important; there's a difference between splitting something between "Clark, Martha, and Jonathan" and splitting it between "Clark, Martha and Jonathan." In the first instance your splitting it into three parts, and in the second into two. I was baffled between Lois' vs Lois's for a while. The style manuals aren't clear on this one. Chicago Style Manual says that you drop the extra apostrophe s only when the singular word ends in "es", with an exception for "Jesus". Thus "Ramses' tomb" or "In Jesus' name", but it would be "Lois's jeep" or "Methos's chronicle". Other style manuals suggest you add the extra apostrophe s when the word ends in the "s" sound, but not when it ends in the "z" sound. Thus "Harris's car", but "Dickens' novels". A FoLC who taught high-school grammar finally checked with one of those college types who writes grammar books. He said that the rules for this are changing, and that we should write it the way we pronounce it. So, since I say, "Loises jeep" not "Lois jeep" when I am talking, I put the extra "s" on the possessive. And, since I say "Methos chronicle" I leave it off there. It's easy for me to remember to spell it like I say it. There rules for grammar are pretty concrete, but when it comes to *style* -- that gets much more ambiguous. It's an art-form, not a science. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Genevieve ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 18:23:35 -0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Erin, like Pam, I simply try to be consistent with myself. I've seen some writers use spaces at the beginning, end and between each dot, which is more than I would use. My Oxford Guide to the English Language provides no guidance. The fourth dot at the end of a sentence is something I was made aware of a year or so ago. I subsequently came to suspect that this is a US usage, since no UK publication I have seen has used ellipses in this way! When I'm editing, therefore, I don't tend to pay too much attention to spacing and so on in ellipses; I'll simply check that it's three dots and no more, and that if the author uses the fourth-dot convention for ending a sentence, that s/he does so consistently. I'll only pay any attention to spacing if there's inconsistencies. I know that doesn't answer your question; perhaps one of our resident grammarians can help? Ann? Gerry? Wendy -------------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 13:57:36 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Clark Kent reads our work! Anyone who hasn't been keeping an eye on the fanfic section of Zoomway's message boards over the past twenty-four hours may want to take a quick look at a couple of threads which may be of interest. A certain Mr Clark Kent has been raising questions about our speculation concerning his private life and the nature of his relationship with Superman. Mr Kent's initial post may be found at http://www.zoomway.com/boards/ubbhtml/Forum5/HTML/005114.html Replies and commentary by some of the interested parties, and further dialogue with Mr Kent, may be found here: http://www.zoomway.com/boards/ubbhtml/Forum5/HTML/005116.html Hope you enjoy... ;) Wendy (and no, it is NOT me!) ----------- Wendy Richards wendy@kingsmeadowcr.freeserve.co.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 14:05:20 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question Thanks, Genevieve, for such a comprehensive and helpful discussion of ellipses, complete with examples! I was, however, amazed to see this as one of the examples from your style guide: >>>"But . . . but . . . ," said Tom.<<< A comma after an ellipsis? To my knowledge, that's just plain wrong. Either the speech ends in an ellipsis or it ends in a comma; you can't have both. Equally, in dialogue, I was surprised to see ellipses following question- marks and punctuation-marks in the examples; they are not there to indicate omitted text but to suggest fractured speech, as you explain. In that case, it would seem proper that the ellipses should be before the punctuation, and not after it. So I would expect to see this kind of format: "But where were you...? I can't believe...!" Wendy ---------- Wendy Richards wendy@kingsmeadowcr.freeserve.co.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 12:31:19 -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: Spanish idiom question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Amparo: Thank you for your helpful suggestions. I'm not likely to hear from anyone actually living in Ecuador and no one from South America has contacted me, so your Spanish from Spain works very nicely. My character is educated and cultured but he's also a villain and in this particular context he would be thinking informally so I now have the phrases from you and Chris plus the alternative I came up with and they give me a varied selection. I'll have to depend on my beta readers to help me decide which best fits the character and the situation. Thanks again. :) Jude ----- Original Message ----- From: "Amparo Palacios Escrig" To: Sent: Monday, March 12, 2001 3:41 AM Subject: Re: Spanish idiom question > Hi! > I'm a bit late on this, but I hope I can help. > The expression Chirs used was perfect, I didn't think it myself > because I was looking for something more formal, if you say > "Esto es pan comido" (This is eaten bread ) you are speaking in a > informal way. > Here, Spain, this expresion is not commonly used, at least this days > but I don't know about Ecuador. > > I would use another expression "Esto esta tirado"(This is laying) but that would be > less formal than the bread thing :) > So thinking hard about it, and looking for a more formal spanish > expression, if that's what you're looking for Jude, you could use > "Esto esta hecho"(This is done) or the more convencional "Eso es > facilisimo"(This is very easy). > That's all I can think at this moment, but if you need something > different I'll be glad to help with my Spain spanish. Sorry if > nothing of this is what you're looking for. > > By the way, I've always wondered where the no problemo came from, in > fact in spanish No problem=No hay problema/No es problema :) > > I'll stop now. > > Amparo ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 12:42:21 -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: OT: Hooray for Joseph Blue! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Charlotte wrote: >>Joseph Blue Eriqat was born Sunday, March 11 in the afternoon, Denver time. He weighed in at 7 lbs. 5 ounces. Mother is fine; grandmother is ecstatic.>> -----Congratulations, Charlotte! And what a beautiful name for this young fellow. Enjoy! :D Jude ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 13:08:18 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Genevieve: Thanks for a fascinating and useful dissertation! :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 16:17:52 -0500 Reply-To: "Heidi A. Bingham" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Heidi A. Bingham" Organization: Impressions Web Page Design Subject: Re: Vignette: Why One Should Never Miss Meetings MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > There are *hundreds* of boxes > of Girls Scout cookies in our garage right now. (Anybody want to buy a > box? ) Don't temp me. I'm trying to lose 50 lbs. and somehow I don't think the shortbread cookies or thin mints are appropriate low cal snacks . ~ Heidi <--stuffing down crunch cheese doodles as I talk about losing weight. HA! ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 17:16:33 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question In-Reply-To: <033d01c0ab21$94451640$916105a0@hrm.keele.ac.uk> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU writes: >I know that doesn't answer your question; perhaps one of our resident >grammarians can help? Ann? Gerry? My goodness Ann, Wendy has made us "resident grammarians"! Wow! But in this case, I must say that Genevieve answered the question the way I would. So I don't have to give a lengthy explanation, even though I did look it up and checked if she was right. I also agree that the possessive of Lois is Lois's. Genevieve's logic of what do you actually say works for this one. I also agree that when one decides on the use of the comma, she should be concerned most with clarity rather than correctness. I love grammar discussions. Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 20:14:06 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jeanne Bennett Subject: Re: Universal Union Book 3/Part1 In-Reply-To: <200103120231_MC2-C87A-96AA@compuserve.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I am really looking forward to this. As I really enjoyed the previous parts -----Original Message----- From: Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic [mailto:LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU]On Behalf Of John Debbage Sent: Sunday, March 11, 2001 11:31 PM To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Subject: Universal Union Book 3/Part1 Title: Universal Union Book3/Part 1 Author: Jenni Debbage Rating: PG-13 This story is for those who have asked me so kindly to continue the saga of Lois and Kal- El and their life on Krypton. In 'The Battle for Krypton', Lois and Kal-El continue to adapt to their marriage and their position of First Lord and Lady of Krytpon while confronting new and dangerous plots to destroy them. For those of you who are new to the list or archive it is necessary to have read the previous stories in this series to understand book 3. I would like to thank my beta-readers and editor for all the encouragement they have given me to continue with this story and I hope that this 3rd book does not disappoint. And feedback is not only very welcome but much looked for. Universal Union Book 3 The Battle for Krypton Chapter One Whispers and Accusations The weeks passed and time had certainly eased Lois & Kal's rawest sadness. The couple had returned to Elvar as soon as Lois' injuries would allow and there, wrapped in the care and understanding of their family and friends, very slowly they began to heal. And one good thing came from their disastrous visit to Elvar. Realising that Lois was much in need of a diversion, the Vers had agreed to allow their daughter Gellis to return home with the royal couple; a circumstance that pleased Lois, as she enjoyed the company of the kindhearted and vivacious girl. Besides, since Etta's passing, Lois was in need of a new Lady-in-Waiting and as Gellis was nobly born the council were pleased to name her as Etta's successor. For Lois it wasn't the same, it never could be, but she firmly believed that Gellis and she would be friends. The promised apartment bolt-hole in the palace at Elvar had been duly set aside and Lady Lois had spent much of her time on interior decoration. It wasn't exactly Lois' preferred choice of occupation but since the council had been reluctant to accept Kal-El's suggestion that his wife be allowed to attend their deliberations, she was grateful to find something to occupy her empty hours. Hiding her feelings of uselessness behind a brave smile and with Gellis' enthusiasm to boost her flagging spirit, she threw all her energy into recreating a little piece of her old home. Kal had guessed the extent of his wife's hurt at the rebuff and it angered him that his council should cause Lois further pain, but he also knew of the unkind whispers that were echoing through the halls of power; Lois', and thus his own, popularity was balanced on a knife edge. Now was not the best time to fly in the face of his councillors' entrenched attitude and force them to accept a woman's presence in chambers. No-one could pinpoint exactly when the whispering started but it soon became clear that certain members of the aristocracy were taking the slanders seriously. The First Lord had very definite suspicions of the source of the malicious allegations, but once again nothing could be proved. Indeed, neither Kal nor his family could even tie down just who was continuing to spread these tales. No noble man or woman would actually repeat the nasty gossip to any of the Els or their closest allies. Yet the whole family was agreed that the young woman should be shielded from the knowledge that many of the noble classes were bandying the story that her careless wilfulness was solely to blame for the loss of the heir to Krypton. And so Lois was encouraged in her distraction of preparing a place of sanctuary for herself and her husband; a ploy that would unfortunately rebound on the Lady and the family who sought to protect her. Totally unaware of the gathering cloud, Lois was putting the final touches to her home', aided and abetted with great gusto by her energetic Lady-in-Waiting and with more subdued encouragement from her quiet sister-in-law. Back on Earth Thanksgiving' was fast approaching and Lois had decided to celebrate the earthbound holiday in tandem with a small house-warming party, and both Zara and Gellis were happy to assist her. It was good to see Lois smile again. Yet somehow the smile never quite reached her eyes, and Kal was saddened that the fire that was Lois was burning so low. The loss of the baby coupled with a certain amount of homesickness had robbed Lois of her usual tenaciousness and the loving husband would do everything in his power to lift her spirits. The generous-hearted Kal, suffering too from their loss, could not foresee that his choice of actions to heal his wife would be so cruelly turned against her. "Well, what do you think?" Lois enquired, perching on the floating platform that served as a stepladder here on Krypton. As she hung the stars and stripes flounce across the top of the large window, she frowned in perplexity. "It isn't too much, is it?" "No! I think it looks very festive," Gellis agreed brightly. "And it does stand out well from the drapes." Lois had searched through the swatches for a colour scheme that would satisfy herself and Kal; both were heartily sick of the royal burgundy which predominated in their formal suite, and had settled for ivory velvet which she had so liked in her bedroom at Ro-Ellion. "That's what I'm afraid of; it's too gaudy!" "But it's only for the celebration, it's not like it's forever," Zara pointed out helpfully. "Thankfully, that's true! I doubt that I could stand all this red, white and blue myself for more than a few days," she confessed with a giggle as she scanned the room. Streamers hung from the ceiling lights and little USA flags adorned bowls of harvest fruits placed about the room; the apartment certainly had a carnival like air. In fact, Lois would be the first to admit that the flashy bunting was more '4th of July' than 'Thanksgiving' but she was pretty sure that her Kryptonian guests wouldn't really be aware of her melding of the two US holidays. Besides, she had completely missed the passing of 'Independence Day' in the emotional trauma of the summer so she hoped that her far-off compatriots would forgive her mixing of the festive paraphernalia . The youthful American wanted to prove the point that not only Kryptonians were proud of their heritage and in the vague feelings of isolation that ofttimes assailed her, she needed to reassert her roots. Lois had never been quite this patriotic back on Earth and she reflected this paradox with a wry grin as she turned to secure the bright broad ribbon while her helpers learned the new skill of balloon inflating. Lois had recruited her scientist father-in-law to invent the 'party balloon' here on this highly advanced planet. And, if he had been a little surprised to find his talents put to such a frivolous use, he was quite happy to indulge his new daughter. A light knock fell on the outside door and as Lois called permission, Lady Lara appeared in the doorway. "My dear, come down from there before you do yourself an injury," the older woman instructed Lois, completely unabashed by the fact that she was addressing the First Lady of Krypton. "I never had much faith in those flimsy floatboards, they're much too easy to unbalance. You should have one of the servants hang these banners." "Lady Lara, Kal and I have already decided that servants won't be needed in this apartment . . . well, except when we're having a celebration dinner," Lois conceded with a grin. "Cooking was never one of my skills and I don't suppose that was one of the subjects Kal had to learn when training to be First Lord. And I doubt that I'd cover myself in glory if I succeeded in poisoning all my guests at my first dinner party." The dowager lady returned Lois' teasing laugh but nevertheless, swallowed a silent sigh of relief as she watched the agile young woman lower the platform and jump lightly to the floor. "Thank you, Lois! And speaking of dinner, I thought I would bring along someone who might be of some use . . ." Lara turned back to the hallway and beckoned to the man standing in the shadows. "Burdom," she announced with a flourish as the Ro-Ellion kitchen maestro strode into the room. "Burdom!" Lois clapped her hands with pleasure, "am I glad to see you. I've been puzzling over how to explain to the palace chefs, none of whom have your talents I might add, just the menu I require for a Thanksgiving dinner." The chef par-excellence beamed at Lois' compliments and with a jaunty bow to his Lady got quickly down to business. "Milady, Lady Lara has already explained what you're planning and I took the liberty of checking up the information in our computer archives. I was hoping that you might be needing my help; there's nothing I like more than a challenge, and I'm happy to say that I can substitute nearly all the ingredients that would be found on Earth. Once I've worked my magic, I doubt that you'll be able to tell the difference." Lois' heart fell at the word substitute, yet she smiled shyly at the helpful cook not wishing to hurt his feelings. "Thank you, Burdom, I'm sure you'll do your very best . . . ." Her eyes strayed to the window and up into the soft lilac hues of the afternoon sky. In her mind's eye she visited a place that was wreathed by a pale blue sky. "But I should love to taste a real turkey," she added softly. "And so you shall, milady, only on Krypton they're of the wild variety and I believe that back on your world they're known as capercaillie." But the sometime prima donna chef was not without sensitivity and he sympathised with this young woman who had come so far from her home. He forced a deal of heartiness into his voice as he rallied the forlorn girl. "Trust me, Lady Lois, I shall do you proud and between us we will treat your guests to a little bit of good old USA hospitality." Fortunately, his chivvying worked and Lois replied with some of her old spirit. "I knew I could count on you, Burdom, and we'll make this a party that no-one will forget." ***** ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 19:46:05 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question In-Reply-To: <3AAD132A.CE048E45@erols.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks, Genevieve, for the wonderfully informative lecture on the ellipsis! And thanks to LabRat, Wendy and Gerry, for your insights, as well. It's so nice to be able to pose these questions here. I always learn so much from you guys, plus you save me $ and time from taking a class. Interesting to hear that there's a style issue involved (AP and Chicago Manual of Style), and not just one set-in-stone rule. Though not having a concrete rule *does* make it a bit trickier. :P Darned English language. Thanks again! 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 22:43:05 -0600 Reply-To: truitt22@flash.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: timothy truitt Organization: tnt technical services Subject: Re: OT: Hooray for Joseph Blue! MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit congratulations - glad all are in good health. merry Judith Williams wrote: > Charlotte wrote: > > >>Joseph Blue Eriqat was born Sunday, March 11 in the afternoon, Denver > time. > He weighed in at 7 lbs. 5 ounces. Mother is fine; grandmother is > ecstatic.>> > > -----Congratulations, Charlotte! And what a beautiful name for this young > fellow. Enjoy! :D Jude ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 10:20:37 -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: Fanfic Question: Abortion Clinic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit For one of those fanfics that I can't seem to finish, I need to be able to take a character through a visit to an abortion clinic (beginning to end). I wonder if anyone out there in FoLC land has worked in a clinic and could help me through. The only parallel I can make is day surgery, but I'm sure that there must be more (especially psychological stuff) than when one gets her gall bladder removed. Please feel free to contact me directly at gerry.anklewicz@ntel.tdsb.on.ca. Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 07:25:21 -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: Kerth results and earlier plea MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Congratulations, Charlotte! Nan (a grandma of two, with aonther due in August) Charlotte Fisler wrote: > Here's hoping everything comes out as well for you, Jude ,as it did for me. > Joseph Blue Eriqat was born Sunday, March 11 in the afternoon, Denver time. > He weighed in at 7 lbs. 5 ounces. Mother is fine; grandmother is ecstatic. > > Charlotte ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 10:49:58 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Genevieve Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Wendy Richards wrote: > > Thanks, Genevieve, for such a comprehensive and helpful discussion of > ellipses, complete with examples! I was, however, amazed to see this as one > of the examples from your style guide: > > >>>"But . . . but . . . ," said Tom.<<< > > A comma after an ellipsis? To my knowledge, that's just plain wrong. Either > the speech ends in an ellipsis or it ends in a comma; you can't have both. Yeah, this one looks really wrong to me too. I think the Chicago style manual is not being logical here. It is absolutely written in stone that the "he said"/"she said" part of the sentence needs to be separated by what was said by some type of punctuation. But it doesn't have to be a comma. "Jimmy, where did you leave the disk we gave you?" Clark asked. "On your desk," Jimmy answered. "Oh, no!" Lois exclaimed. "That's the first place Trask would have looked!" "But ... but ..." Jimmy said, confused. "But Trask's dead." Not great prose, but it serves the purpose. You can see that either a question mark, comma, or exclamation point can be used as the separator between the "he said" and the quotation. But not both; in fact, the Chicago Style Manual specifically states that "Where did you leave the disk?," would be incorrect. It seems to me that the ellipsis is a punctuation mark like the question mark or exclamation in that it shows how the words are said -- falteringly and with confusion. I don't see why the ellipses can't serve as the separating punctuation, just as the question mark and exclamation point do. Wendy continues: > Equally, in dialogue, I was surprised to see ellipses following question- > marks and punctuation-marks in the examples; they are not there to indicate > omitted text but to suggest fractured speech, as you explain. In that case, > it would seem proper that the ellipses should be before the punctuation, > and not after it. > > So I would expect to see this kind of format: "But where were you...? I > can't believe...!" I think this depends. The question mark and the exclamation point tells the reader how the words are said, while the ellipses shows where the pauses and re-thinking are. If I see "But where were you?" my voice sort of goes up in that interrogative mode on the "you". So I'd like to see the indication that it's a question close to the word. Same thing with the exclamation. The exclamation goes with the word; the pause comes later. "You did what? ... I cannot believe! ... But how could you? ..." Lois was stunned to discover Clark had held a news conference and told the world he was Superman. The pauses, the confusion comes after the phrases have been said, and the question mark or exclamation point helps the reader understand how the phrases were said. But then what do you do when the statement sort of dies away, in a interrogative? You're asking a question, but your voice doesn't go up at the end, instead it sort of dies away, as you wait for the other person to fill in the answer. I'm not sure whether I'd use the ...? format, or just the ... then. "Ahh, Lois. You were going ...?" Perry raised his eyebrows as he looked at Lois pointedly. "To the ... um ... to the copyroom," Lois answered, looking like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. "Uhh huh," Perry answered, clearly skeptical. "Not to Suicide Slum, since I specifically told you *not* to work on that story anymore." Erin said: > Interesting to hear that there's a style issue involved (AP and Chicago Manual > of Style), and not just one set-in-stone rule. Though not having a concrete > rule *does* make it a bit trickier. :P Darned English language. Don't forget all the other style manuals. I know Little and Brown also publishes theirs; you can buy it at bookstores. I've never seen any style manuals from any UK or other countries, but I suspect they have them. It would be interesting to compare the styles between the countries. What I'd love to find is a style manual for writing fiction (it's sort of included in the other ones, but it's not their primary focus) and a style manual for publishing on the net. HTML, text, Word documents -- reading on a screen is very different from reading on paper, and requires some different conventions. Right now, we seem to be at the mercy of the software programers. For instance, HTML strips double spaces, so, by default, we have one space between sentences, and that may work for a home page which has lots of pictures with only a little text. But sometimes (IMO) in long, text-only documents, you just need more white space, and the extra space between sentences adds clarity. Most of the so-called "style manuals" I've found on the net seem to be put together by one or two people; they have some good points, but they lack the authority of something put out by a major publishing house or association. One question I'd like to have answered is how to place the asterisks indicating italics when it comes at the end the sentence. Which is easier to read: "But ... but ..." Jimmy said, confused. "But Trask's *dead*." "But ... but ..." Jimmy said, confused. "But Trask's *dead.*" "But ... but ..." Jimmy said, confused. "But Trask's *dead."* The things I obsess over! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 15:10:57 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question In-Reply-To: <3AAE41A6.7C58B94A@erols.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU writes: >One question I'd like to have answered is how to place the asterisks >indicating italics when it comes at the end the sentence. Which is >easier to read: > > "But ... but ..." Jimmy said, confused. "But Trask's *dead*." > "But ... but ..." Jimmy said, confused. "But Trask's *dead.*" > "But ... but ..." Jimmy said, confused. "But Trask's *dead."* Genevieve, I'd go for the first example simply because the emphasis is on "dead" and nothing else. The period indicates that the whole sentence is over and the end quotation mark indicates that the whole quotation is over, so #s 2 and 3 are both incorrect. My problem is using asterisks for emphasis. Why bother using them? I believe that if one writes clearly enough, then asterisks are not necessary at all. The emphasis is implied in the construction of the sentence. I firmly believe that good writers don't need them. Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 13:21:33 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Gerry wrote: > My problem is using asterisks for emphasis. Why bother using them? I > believe that if one writes clearly enough, then asterisks are not > necessary at all. The emphasis is implied in the construction of the > sentence. I firmly believe that good writers don't need them. ----- An idea that has merit, Gerry. I don't like using the asterisks, since once I start, I find it difficult not to go overboard. Sometimes I find that I have to use them because, while I could write what the character is saying in a very clear way, I am hearing the character speaking and s/he doesn't talk the way I would write. Therefore I feel that I have to use the asterisks, not for clarity, but to help the reader hear what I hear. Just another viewpoint. BTW I would put the end punctuation outside the asterisk but within the quote marks because the asterisk is a part of the sentence that the punctuation ends and the quote marks encompass everything.. But then I tend to follow the LabRat school and just write what looks right and seems to make sense even if it defies the 'rule'. That's why you have to help me with my punctuation when you beta read, Gerry. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 22:22:10 -0000 Reply-To: LabRat Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Organization: LabRat Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Gerry wrote: > > > My problem is using asterisks for emphasis. Why bother using them? I > > believe that if one writes clearly enough, then asterisks are not > > necessary at all. The emphasis is implied in the construction of the > > sentence. I firmly believe that good writers don't need them. And Jude responded: > But then I tend to follow the LabRat school and just write what looks right and seems to make sense even if it defies the 'rule'. That's why you have to help me with my punctuation when you beta read, Gerry. Hmmmmmmmm....I'll try not to take both of those personally, guys! ROTFL. LabRat :) ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 18:08:01 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question Comments: To: labrat@blueyonder.co.uk In-Reply-To: <000d01c0ac0c$0c04cc80$897f1f3e@land> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Jude, you wrote: BTW I would put the end punctuation outside the asterisk but within the quote marks because the asterisk is a part of the sentence that the punctuation ends and the quote marks encompass everything.. I don't agree with you here. Remember that the asterisk is there to emphasize a word or a phrase. Why would you want to emphasize the punctuation? The example from the earlier post was something like this: "But Trask is dead." as part of a quotation. All you want to emphasize is the word "dead", not the period which is only there to emphasize the sentence. So you have, "But Trask is *dead*." The period or the end quotation marks don't need to be emphasized. You would only italicize the word or make it bold rather than the punctuation. Gut reactions work, but sometimes they don't necessarily make sense. Labrat, I definitely didn't mean anything personal here. Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 23:33:39 -0000 Reply-To: LabRat Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Organization: LabRat Subject: Fw: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Fwding for Gerry. :) LabRat ----- Original Message ----- From: Gerry Anklewicz To: Cc: Sent: Tuesday, March 13, 2001 11:08 PM Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question > Jude, you wrote: > BTW I would put the end punctuation outside the asterisk but within the > quote marks because the asterisk is a part of the sentence that the > punctuation ends and the quote marks encompass everything.. > > I don't agree with you here. Remember that the asterisk is there to > emphasize a word or a phrase. Why would you want to emphasize the > punctuation? > The example from the earlier post was something like this: > "But Trask is dead." as part of a quotation. All you want to emphasize is > the word "dead", not the period which is only there to emphasize the > sentence. So you have, "But Trask is *dead*." The period or the end > quotation marks don't need to be emphasized. You would only italicize > the word or make it bold rather than the punctuation. > > Gut reactions work, but sometimes they don't necessarily make sense. > > Labrat, I definitely didn't mean anything personal here. > Gerry > ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 17:57:37 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Becky Bain Subject: Kerth voting Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed Okay, I just voted. And what I really wanna know is, why can't "All of the above" or at least "Some of the above" be a choice? It's too hard to narrow these down to just one, it really is... Okay, done whining. Seriously, I had to do major tie-breaking type thinking in some of these categories! My head's in a whirl. Erin, it may interest you to know that the ballot link under item #2 in the Voting FAQ portion of your website leads to the 2000 ballot, and not this year's! Startled me when I went to vote, since the stories I was expecting to see weren't there! And all these other stories were. But I figured it out. Now maybe I can start reading stories posted in 2001... Becky rbain@qwest.net "Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity." - Chuck Jones, Warner Brothers animator ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 17:43:40 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I wrote previously: > But then I tend to follow the LabRat school and just write what looks right > and seems to make sense even if it defies the 'rule'. That's why you have to > help me with my punctuation when you beta read, Gerry. To which LabRat responded: > Hmmmmmmmm....I'll try not to take both of those personally, guys! ROTFL. -----Hey Miz Lab, that was a *compliment* (don't hit me, Gerry) not a cut. I wouldn't emulate someone I thought was wrong! ;) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 17:59:03 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Gerry wrote: > The example from the earlier post was something like this: > "But Trask is dead." as part of a quotation. All you want to emphasize is > the word "dead", not the period which is only there to emphasize the > sentence. So you have, "But Trask is *dead*." The period or the end > quotation marks don't need to be emphasized. You would only italicize > the word or make it bold rather than the punctuation. > Gut reactions work, but sometimes they don't necessarily make sense. -----Uh, I thought that was what I said. Just didn't state it clearly, I guess, 'cause I agree with what you wrote. Also I always try to go by what makes sense. Sometimes my dollar's a few cents short, though. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 21:21:15 -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 Preparations MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey :) It's finally dawned on me that the Kerths ceremony is coming up fast (a week from Saturday, at 6pm EST) so I thought perhaps I ought to do some planning ;) I have most of my presenters lined up. But I still need one more presenter, plus a few backups for luck ... all you need is a working knowledge of IRC and the ability to do cut&paste. I hope the rest of you are marking your calendars! We've got some very funny commercials, excerpts of all the "Best Overall" contenders, and even a specially-written filk for the occasion :) Oh, and we'll be giving out 17 Kerth awards, too ;) Come cheer on your friends & favorites, and have way too much fun in the process! The awards will be held in the channel #KerthAwards. This channel will be moderated, which means only authorized people can speak (moderators, presenters and winners), which makes the ceremony *much* easier to follow. Over in #KerthChat, otoh, everyone can talk, and most of them do ;) Hold on to your hats, the scroll can be fierce. The Undernet has been a little flaky lately, but it seems to have calmed down somewhat. Have patience when you're connecting ... if you're American, you might want to try European servers, and vice versa. Does anyone need a tutorial session? And does anyone else want to run it? I can help out after 7pm EST or so, but that's pretty late for our European friends. Lastly, I want to thank everyone who's already volunteered. These awards would not be possible without such enthusiastic participation :) See you next Saturday! -- 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: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 19:58:52 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Jude wrote: >BTW I would put the end punctuation outside the asterisk but within the >quote marks because the asterisk is a part of the sentence that the >punctuation ends and the quote marks encompass everything.. to which Gerry responded: >I don't agree with you here. Remember that the asterisk is there to >emphasize a word or a phrase. Why would you want to emphasize the >punctuation? >The example from the earlier post was something like this: >"But Trask is dead." as part of a quotation. All you want to emphasize is >the word "dead", not the period which is only there to emphasize the >sentence. So you have, "But Trask is *dead*." The period or the end >quotation marks don't need to be emphasized. You would only italicize >the word or make it bold rather than the punctuation. I'm with Jude, here, though I can see exactly what you're saying, Gerry. It makes complete sense NOT to emphasize the punctuation. But my reasoning on why I do what Jude does comes back to the single quotation rule: (I'm copying and pasting here from an email from Sheila that I've kept all this time as a reference ) >>The rule for is this: if the punctuation is a comma or period, it *always* goes inside the single or double quotation marks. If the punctuation is a question mark or exclamation point, it depends on whether or not the punctuation belongs to the quoted passage or not; if it's part of the quoted passage, the punctuation goes inside the quotation marks; if not, the question mark or exclamation point goes outside. If the punctuation is a colon or semi-colon, it always goes *outside* the quotation marks since a quote wouldn't end with one of those pieces of punctuation. << So, based on this above rule (even though I think it's a dumb rule for the exact reason you stated, Gerry, that it doesn't make sense to emphasize the punctuation, or put the punctuation inside single quotation marks), I put my commas and periods INSIDE the emphasizing asterisk, just as I'd put a period or a comma inside the single quotation mark of a quoted passage, etc. Though if I'm reading or editing someone's story, and they have the comma outside, I'm not going to suggest that they change it. Anyway, that's why I do mine inside the asterisks. Just thought I'd add to the debate. :) 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 23:30:54 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Gerry and Erin: I am now hopelessly confused. I'm no longer sure with whom I agree , but Erin I don't think you agree with me, because what I was trying to say, but apparently mis-said is that I always put the end punctuation, be it comma, period, question mark or exclamation point, between the asterisk and the double quote marks. I do the same thing between single and double quote marks unless the punctuation is part of the quotation contained within the single quote marks. I do this because it seems reasonable to me. I can't think of any reasonable exception right now 'cause it's late and I'm sleepy, and I've probably just messed this up some more. I'm open to reasonable exceptions, though. :) Jude ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 09:58:36 -0000 Reply-To: LabRat Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Organization: LabRat Subject: Re: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Jude wrote: > -----Hey Miz Lab, that was a *compliment* (don't hit me, Gerry) not a cut. > I wouldn't emulate someone I thought was wrong! > ;) Jude Oh, it wasn't the emulating bit, Jude - you can do that just as often as you like ;) - it was the having to have it corrected as wrong! But don't worry, I wasn't in the least offended. Just very, very amused. ;) LabRat :) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 03:05:55 -0800 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Fw: Stressed Women MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Ok, a friend of mine sent me this and I just had to share Tara ----- Original Message -----=20 From: Elizabeth s Knight=20 To: kknight@flashcom.net ; starkitty__@hotmail.com=20 Sent: Tuesday, March 13, 2001 10:50 PM Subject: Fw: Stresses Women EXPRESSIONS FOR WOMEN ON HIGH STRESS DAYS 1. You - Off my planet 2. Not the brightest crayon in the box now, are we? 3. Well, this day was a total waste of makeup. 4. Errors have been made. Others will be blamed. 5. And your crybaby whiny-assed opinion would be...? 6. I'm not crazy, I've just been in a very bad mood for 30 years. 7. Allow me to introduce my selves. 8. Sarcasm is just one more service we offer. 9. Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed. 10. I'm just working here until a good fast-food job opens up. 11. I'm trying to imagine you with a personality. 12. Stress is when you wake up screaming and you realize you weren't asleep. 13. I can't remember if I'm the good twin or the evil one. 14. How many times do I have to flush before you go away? 15. I just want revenge. Is that so wrong? 16. You say I'm a bitch like it's a bad thing. 17. Can I trade this job for what's behind door #2? 18. Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it? 19. Chaos, panic, and disorder-my work here is done. 20. Earth is full. Go home. 21. Is it time for your medication or mine? 22. How do I set a laser printer to stun? 23. I'm not tense, just terribly, terribly alert. -------------------------------------------------------------------------= ------- View My SlamBook! | Sign My SlamBook! =20 =20 "Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." ~ James = Dean=20 ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 14:36:12 -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: Re: Blood Compatibity Question Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Hi everyone! I just realized I've been remiss in my thank you to those who responded to my question about blood compatibility. Thanks for all the web links and information. I think I have a good start on my research. Hopefully, I can pull all my ideas together to make a believable plot point. Thanks again! Missy _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 09:47:11 -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: Punctuation: an Ellipsis question In-Reply-To: <002101c0ac2a$59f7f480$2dfdfd3f@v1t9j4> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU writes: >Gerry wrote: > > >> The example from the earlier post was something like this: >> "But Trask is dead." as part of a quotation. All you want to emphasize >is >> the word "dead", not the period which is only there to emphasize the >> sentence. So you have, "But Trask is *dead*." The period or the end >> quotation marks don't need to be emphasized. You would only italicize >> the word or make it bold rather than the punctuation. >> Gut reactions work, but sometimes they don't necessarily make sense. > >-----Uh, I thought that was what I said. Just didn't state it clearly, I >guess, 'cause I agree with what you wrote. Also I always try to go by >what >makes sense. Sometimes my dollar's a few cents short, though. :) Jude Sorry Jude, my fault. I misread what you wrote. We were both thinking the same thing. I'm on vacation right now and my brain is in stop mode. Gerry ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 18:26:24 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Hazel Subject: Ultrawoman review Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed As you all know, I became a FoLC some two years before seeing a single ep of the show. I have now seen eight or nine episodes, and a few people have suggested it might be interesting to hear my views of these eps. Thanks to the devotion of a certain someone far beyond the call of duty I have now seen Ultrawoman. Here's my review, and you'll forgive me if I don't go completely in order: This ep was as delightful as I expected it to be. The real hero, despite his loss of his powers throughout most of his ep, was unquestionably Clark -- and that was *not* expected. :) Okay, so Clark planned to make a romantic flight to Paris to try and propose to Lois again, but the nefarious scheme of Nell & Lucille intervened. I am *assuming* that Lucille is supposed to be a tacky idiot. If not, I guess I didn't get the point. :) However, their scheme was actually well-planned, and would have worked if red K didn't have that nasty habit of doing something else everything time it was used. (But no blame to the show, as that's canon from the comics.) I thought the expression on Clark's face when he tried to fly was hysterical. Lois' panic at her realization of her powers was delicious too. However, this scene -- like every other "crowd" scene throughout this ep -- left something wanting, and it irritated me. Superman obviously tries to leap in the air. He doesn't. He runs off into the woods, and Lois follows him -- but no one else does. Why not? The same thing happens when Superman dashes out of the DP. No one comments on this at all. As for the scene in which Clark and UW duck into an alley and change -- I mean, come *on*. We'd just been shown a whole gaggle of people vying for autographs, and not a single person thinks to follow the heroine into an alley? I'm not even going to mention the apparent disinterest in Clark as UW's hanger-on. *Loved* the scene with the truck and Lois trying to stop it. Perhaps this scene answers, in a way, the questions of the previous para. Despite the truck driver's clear view of Lois doing the super work, he automatically assumed it was Superman as soon as he saw him. The power of belief is a marvelous thing. :) Switch to Martha and Jonathon. How *very* convenient that they're in Metropolis at the time. How does J keep the farm up if he's always gallivanting off to rescue his son? ;) Seriously, these two were in fine form in every scene and I loved watching them together. I did wonder, though, if their story about J's back was made up out of whole cloth.... I am beginning to understand why everyone loves Bernie so much. The Doc doesn't do much here, but there's just something about his interaction with Supes that makes him tremendously fun to watch. I was a little unsure about the subplot with Alice and Perry. It came from out of left field, didn't it? It seemed to be more to illustrate the point of Lois being out of the loop than it was for real story purposes. OTOH, I *adored* Jimmy in every single scene (take that, Tank! ), and I was very much taken with his obsession with UW. IIRC, it's only an ep or two since his "dying confession" to Lois about his "dream." It makes perfect sense for him to fall in love with UW, since it's really Lois. Echoes of LnC, isn't it? :) ("I'm cute!" LOL) The scene in the DP with LnC and the x-ray vision was a funny, and I loved Lois' speculative eyebrows as she mapped out the territory. :) But why, WHY did they give her pink x-ray vision when Clark has blue? Bleargh. I had to laugh, though, at how Lois' kiss sent him reeling. Those superpowers have multiple uses. :) But I really, really hope this isn't the only time Lois ever wore a suit with a tie! The scene with UW at the car was hysterical. I loved how Lois put the guy in his place. Somehow, I can't imagine Clark doing that as Superman. :) Clark really shone as Clark. He made the appearance at the DP as Supes, even without his powers; he went into that alley to save the muggers' victim; he refused to call Lois, even when his death seemed almost certain; and he risked death again to get Lucille off Lois. I'll discuss them in order. The scene in front of the DP was interesting. As I mentioned earlier, it irritated me that no one seemed bothered by Supes calmly walking out the front doors of the building. I also found Clark's exposition a little unnecessary -- it was obvious that the jugs were filled with a flammable substance. But Clark's bravery more than made up for it. He knows he's vulnerable, but he does whatever he can. Wow. And then the way he greeted Lois, with no resentment or awkwardness -- I wonder if that's another aspect that showed Lois how special Clark is. DTOSC taught her that she doesn't need to compete with Superman, but this ep teaches her that Clark wholly accepts her as a superior -- which also shows her that he wholly accepts her when it's the other way around. Moving past the scene with M&J (although I loved J's prosaic comment that maybe Lois would get back for pie), since I've more or less said that all the scenes with them were fantastic, I was awed by Clark's determination to face the muggers. I also wondered what happened to the victim, as he seemed to disappear. :) He was really holding his own until they brought out the metal pipe. I wondered for a moment how Clark would know so much about hand-to-hand fighting; but then I remembered that Clark spent his teenage years carefully honing his power levels to that of a human, so it makes perfect sense. Timeout here to discuss Lucille and Nell. Lucille is an easy villain to hate; she's got horrible taste (loved Clark's insults! I'd read them on quotes pages but they were sooo much better with that debonair smirk on his face and his casual posture), she's got a short temper, she's vindictive, she's vain, and she automatically blames Nell whenever something goes wrong. :) What made her into a real villain for me, though, is her willingness to drag Nell down with her -- first in electrocuting Clark, and then in shooting UW. I might be wrong, of course, but I found myself somehow liking Nell. She seemed more like an idiot savant than anything else; she'd held down a job but quit to help her sister. She came up with the bright ideas and the technology, which was used to help her sister. She was defensive on every count when Lucille was insulted; and even when Lucille tried to taunt her into committing murder (Lucille's worst crime, IMO), she didn't pull the trigger until she felt that Supes was threatening her sister. I'm not sure *why* she thought that, though, since Clark was the one being choked! Of course, she didn't mind insulting Lucille herself, but she was a tiger on her behalf. I frankly wondered why. :) So Lucille is a campy villain who descends (to me) into actual evil, while Nell is a multi-layered character who, despite's Lucille's whining, had the unfortunate luck to share her sister's genes. :) Onward to the scene with the "electric" chair. I have *no* idea how Clark managed to get out of that trap. Did he manage to loosen the bonds that tied him to the chair? Tipping it over wouldn't help, since the chair itself was the conduit. I was sooo glad he got out of it on his own. And when he yelled for help, I couldn't help but laugh. Especially when it worked. :) The next scene was just beautiful: Lois is anguished tears at "not being fast enough" and Clark there to comfort her. Wow. When Lucille lifts Lois into the air, Lois is clearly wearing one flat boot and one high-heeled shoe. Interesting fashion statement there, Ultrawoman. :) I also noticed that Lucille experienced none of the mometary wooziness that Lois suffered when she became super. Aren't plot devices marvelous? While it was great fun to watch Clark bait Lucille, *why* didn't he grab the gun from Nell? He's right there next to her; he could have even wrestled it from her *before* Lucille showed off her powers. He knows what it is, thanks to Dr. Klein. Nell is standing two feet away from him when he's insulting Lucille. I understand he wanted to distract Lucille's attention from Lois, but come on, Clark, you could've rezapped Lois' powers back! I know, I know, plot device... :) Superman on the telephone is only marginally less funny than Superman leaping boldly out of a taxi. Oh, that scene had me laughing! But Lois was rather suicidal, wasn't she? Why didn't she wait for Clark to show up? L&N were so busy gloating that it was clear they weren't in a hurry to leave. Still, it was fun to see the climax when they worked together to subdue both baddies. And yes, one more last thing to do... Awwww. :) I have already mentioned the final scene in the DP, so I will only say this: I've read the proposal many times on quote pages. I've even heard the audio. But seeing it on screen... I watched it twice, and both times, I was smiling through my tears. Wow. What a great ep. Many, many thanks to the FoLC who helped me see this (you know who you are!). And I hope you all enjoyed my review. :) Hazel "To me, the eps are merely fanfics that are *exactly* in canon." ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 10:43:20 -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 V: Resolution, 3/4 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Here's part 3: FDK please! CM ***** Thursday and Friday went by rather quickly for both Lois and Clark. Perry kept them hopping covering all kinds of stories and was impressed with how they both seemed to get close to Superman so quickly. They seemed to get information than none of the other news outlets could and that made Perry a happy camper. The other papers and even the television shows were insanely jealous that the Planet had the first Superman exclusive and seemed to be getting more all the time - even if they were just a quote or two about a rescue. Perry was so pleased that he was even willing to give his two star reporters the weekend off. His happiness over the Superman stuff was only part of the reason. It was rare that he would give them the weekend off when they had just had two days off, but he knew better than just about anyone how difficult marriage could be. He tried to give Clark the weekend off and Lois Monday and Tuesday, but they wouldn't hear of it. Clark refused to take the weekend if his partner was working. He said he wasn't sure that his wife would be home much anyway, so he may as well work. Finally, Perry just gave up and gave them both the weekend off, telling them to spend as much time with their respective spouses as possible. He sat in his office watching them finish up their latest story and shook his head. Something funny was going on. Give him enough time and he'd figure it out. ***** Late Friday afternoon, Lois and Clark sat on the couch in her apartment. Her head rested on his chest and his arms held her close. The television was turned to what was, ironically, called the Superstation. Lois looked closely at the host. "Isn't that they guy from that one show?" Clark looked. "Yeah, I think so. He played a superhero, I think." "Well, I have my own superhero." They watched for a few minutes. "You really believe all this stuff?" "No, not really. I thought this show was on on Wednesdays." Lois shrugged. "Who cares?" She took the remote and turned the T. V. off. "I'd rather watch you anyway - you're cuter." Clark laughed. "So, my little tornado, what do you want to do this weekend? It is our one week anniversary after all." "So true and that is why I want to spend it with you. Not Superman, not your parents, just you." Clark kissed the top of her head. "That sounds perfect. Where do you suggest we go to get away from it all?" "You promised to take me to that tropical island again." "True." "And since we don't really want to go anywhere where we have to check in... " "Also true." "Could you make us a little hut or something for us? Real quick? Using that super speed or something?" Clark grinned. "I thought you didn't want Superman." "I don't. I want you and ALL of your talents - just no suit." "I see. I suppose something could be arranged. You'll have to pay me, of course." Lois sat up and turned so that she was facing him. "What kind of payment do you take? American Express? Visa?" "No, but don't worry. I'll come up with something." Lois voice was soft and sultry. "I bet you will." She kissed him softly. "How's that?" "It'll work for a down payment." "Only a down payment?" "Yup. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a hut to build. I'll go do that and you pack. Bring whatever you need because I don't want to have to come back because you forgot your swimsuit or something." "I need a swimsuit?" The look on Lois' face was pure innocence. Clark turned bright red, but then he smiled. "I guess not. But you might want to pack one, just in case some one crashes our little party." He kissed her, extracted himself from her embrace. He gave her another quick kiss. "I'll be back in a few minutes. Pack." "Clark, before you go." Clark stood next to the window. Lois walked to him and put her arms around his waist. She looked up into his eyes. "Clark, I know that we are both scared about this relationship and everything that is going on. I just want to say that I don't want there to be any pressure this weekend. Physically. If something happens, it happens. If it doesn't, it doesn't. More than anything, I just want to spend some time with you. Alone. Uninterrupted. You and me time. Time to talk and work it all out and to get to know each other. If we start kissing, and either one of us wants to back off, for any reason, no hard feelings and no guilt trips. Okay?" Clark looked relieved. "That sounds great. Thank you. For understanding what we both need out of this weekend." He kissed her, not quite as softly or as quickly as the last time, but without the demanding passion that neither were ready to face. "I love you, Lois." He stepped back. "Now, off to build that hut, and if there's no pressure, you really better pack that swimsuit." Lois smiled. "I know. Now get." He got, spinning into the suit as he flew. ***** Twenty minutes later, Lois was sitting on the couch, bag packed, waiting impatiently. Superman appeared in her window. "What are you doing here?" He stepped inside and spun around. There stood Clark. "What do you mean, what am I doing here? I came to get you." Lois sighed. "I meant the you in the suit." "Well, I can't go flying around in my street clothes. You ready?" "Yes, but I didn't pack you anything." "I'll be right back." Clark went to his apartment and speed packed. Thirty seconds after he walked out Lois' door, he was back. Bag in hand. "I'll take these and be back for you in a second." He gave her a peck on the lips and left. This trip only took about two minutes and he was standing in front of the window again. "Are you ready, my love?" Lois stood in front of him. She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head against his chest. "Isn't this how we do that flying thing?" Clark just grinned and took off. ***** Minutes later they landed on the beach of the little deserted island. Lois didn't want to let go of Clark, so she took half a step back and looked up at him. She leaned in to kiss him. Clark had other plans. "Ah, not so fast, honey. We have other things to do first." He removed her arms and changed into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. He turned her around. There, on the beach was a table set with candles and dinner for two. "Clark. What's all this?" "Dinner, for you. I thought you'd be hungry." "When did you do all of this?" "You really think it took me twenty minutes to build a hut?" "No. Did you make all this yourself?" Clark looked down, slightly guilty. "No, I flew to a little place that I know in Italy. They make the BEST pasta primavera there." He pulled out her chair. "You dinner awaits." Lois sat down and Clark quickly joined her. They ate in companionable silence, broken only by the surf and an occasional comment. Once they finished the dinner, Clark brought out a delicious looking chocolate cake. Lois groaned. "Oh, Clark. I don't think I could eat another bite right now." "Well, then we'll save it for later." He stood and held out his hand to her, bowing to her. "May I have this dance?" "There's no music, Clark." Clark just smiled. "Since when does that stop me?" Then he lowered his glasses and looked off into the distance. Suddenly, music began floating through the air. "May I?" "Of course. But, Clark, where is the music coming from?" "There's a stereo over there. It's rigged so I can use laser vision to turn it off and on and stuff." "Wow! Is there anything you can't do?" Clark grinned. "I'll never tell!" Lois stood and Clark pulled her into his arms. "I love dancing in your arms," she sighed. "This isn't dancing." "It isn't?" Clark smiled and looked down at the dark head resting against his chest. "No. This is." And he floated about a foot off the ground. Lois' eyes were wide, just for a second, and then she looked up at her amazing husband. "Will you ever stop surprising me?" Clark looked deep into her eyes and said softly. "I hope not." Lois laid her head back on his chest and they continued to dance. ***** An hour later, they sat on the sand. Lois laid back and closed her eyes, letting the light breeze from the ocean flow over her. "I am so happy right now, Clark." Clark lay next to her, propped up on one elbow. He looked at her, bathed in the moonlight. "I'm glad." One finger traced her cheek. "You are so beautiful. I can't believe that I was lucky enough to marry the most beautiful woman in the world." Lois, eyes still closed, smiled. "Keep talking." Clark laughed softly. "Okay. You are not only beautiful, but intelligent and talented and amazing and wonderful and brilliant and... can I stop now, or can I go on forever?" "Forever works." Clark laughed again, his hand still caressing her face. "The way the moonlight is shining on your face makes you look like an angel. Your eyes are amazing and your smile lights up any room. You are energetic and vivacious and exciting and the only woman in the world who could have stolen my heart with just a few kisses." "I stole your heart?" "In a way. I hadn't planned on giving it to anyone just yet, and then you were there. And with one kiss, I was a goner. It was all over, that's all she wrote, case closed. I was yours forever and always. I still am." "Good, I don't want any other women staking a claim on you." "You have nothing to worry about. When you are old and gray and wrinkled and stooped, you will still be the most beautiful, amazing woman in the world to me." Lois' nose wrinkled a little bit. "Old? Gray? Wrinkled and stooped? I don't know about you, but I don't ever plan on doing those things." "Well, they say that every time you laugh, it adds a year to your life." "Then you'll have to keep me laughing." "Oh, I will. Don't worry, I will." He stood up and picked her up in one smooth motion. He started walking towards the ocean. "Put me down, Clark." Lois playfully swatted at his chest. "You put me down or I'll... " "You'll what?" They were over the ocean now. "Well, if that's what you really want, I'll put you down." "Don't you dare, Clark. If you drop me in the ocean, you'll regret it." Clark just grinned. He looked down to make sure the ocean was deep enough where they were and then he dropped her, careful to make sure that she wouldn't get hurt. He stood there, hovering over the waves, waiting for her to come up. Lois surfaced, sputtering and spitting water out of her mouth. The water came to just above her waist and she stood there looking at Clark. He looked so smug, standing there above the waves. Lois took a deep breath and dove under the water. Clark looked around, not using his x-ray vision, wondering where she had gone. He didn't notice when a hand reached out of the water and for his ankle. He was caught completely off-guard and he was quickly under the water as well. Fortunately for him, and unfortunately for Lois, he didn't have to breathe for twenty minutes at a time. He found her and took her in his arms. He stood up, arms around her, lips on hers. The waves crashed around them as they lost themselves in the kiss. Clark picked her up and carried her towards the shore. As they neared the beach, he laid her down gently. As he lowered himself down on top of her, the waves continued to wash over them, but they didn't notice. There was nothing, no one, in the world but them. How long passed, they didn't know. They were completely lost in each other, kisses coming one right after the other. The kisses that started so passionately continued to escalate until, as one, they pulled back. They looked deep into each other's eyes, equally out of breath. ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 10:43:51 -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 V: Resolution, 4/4 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ***** >From Part 3 The waves crashed around them as they lost themselves in the kiss. Clark picked her up and carried her towards the shore. As they neared the beach, he laid her down gently. As he lowered himself down on top of her, the waves continued to wash over them, but they didn't notice. There was nothing, no one, in the world but them. How long passed, they didn't know. They were completely lost in each other, kisses coming one right after the other. The kisses that started so passionately continued to escalate until, as one, they pulled back. They looked deep into each other's eyes, equally out of breath. ***** Part 4 Clark lifted himself up a little bit and just looked at the beautiful woman lying there. He asked himself for the millionth time how he got so lucky. He leaned in and kissed her softly, gently. She responded in kind. After long moments, he pulled back again. He rolled over, leaning on one elbow, the other hand resting on her stomach. "Wow. I don't think I have ever been kissed like that." Lois reached up with one hand to caress his face, still slightly out of breath. "Me either. And to think, we are married, and we can do that whenever we want." "I think I like that idea." Clark leaned over and kissed her again, a soft, gentle brush of the lips. She responded by sneezing on his face. "Oh, Clark, I'm sorry." He wiped his face with the back of one hand. "It's okay. I'll just make you pay for it later." He helped her up. "Now let's get you out of those wet clothes. Come on." "Out of these wet clothes, huh? I thought there was no pressure." She looked at him slyly. Clark had the good manners to blush. "You know what I mean. Come on and I'll show you the little place that I built." They walked into the interior of the island. There nestled among some trees stood a little cabin. As they neared, Clark picked her up. "I am going to carry you across the threshold again, if that's okay with you." "Any excuse for you to hold me is okay with me." Clark stopped. "Lois, we don't need any excuses. I can hold you any time you want, for any reason or no reason at all." "I know." And she sneezed again. Clark carried her into the hut. It was one large room with a table and chairs, some cabinets, a dresser and a king size bed. Lois looked around. "Not much for privacy is it?" Clark chuckled. "I didn't know we'd need a lot of privacy. At least not from each other." Lois grimaced. "What I really need is a shower. I'll never get all this sand out of my hair." Clark grinned. He led her to a little door she hadn't noticed earlier. Inside was a small shower, with a rope hanging down. "This is from a spring on the little hill in the middle of the island. I made sure to build below it and I ran some hollow bamboo from the stream to here. Just pull on the rope," he demonstrated, "and out comes water. It drains out this hole here and into the ocean. But there is no hot water heater, so the temperature depends on the time of day. Right now it will be cold," he warned. "That's okay, but there still isn't much privacy." "I know. I'll go and get us some wood for a fire while you shower and change, honey." He pointed to a fireplace against one wall that she hadn't noticed before and then kissed her on the nose. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes." Lois watched his back as he left, noticing how his still wet T-shirt and shorts clung to him. She found a large towel and quickly showered and changed clothes. By the time Clark returned, she was going through one of the cabinets looking at the provisions Clark had brought. Clark stopped and his heartbeat quickened. She was wearing what was meant to be a sleep outfit - a pair of cream short shorts and a matching top that bared her midriff when she stretched, like she was doing to see what was in the cabinets. He shook his head to clear it and continued on his mission. He put the logs into the fireplace and soon, with the help of his heat vision, there was a fire roaring. He made sure her back was turned and he spun into some dry clothes. Since she was going for the unintentionally sexy nighttime look, he did the same. Well, he hoped that's what it was. He went to tend the fire. Lois heard him finish spinning and knew it was safe to turn around. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw him standing there. He wore black silk shorts and a matching shirt that hung unbuttoned around his shoulders, showing off his perfect stomach and chest. She was going to have to try really hard to remember that no pressure promise. Clark smiled as he heard her heart rate increase. He had achieved what he was going for. He remembered how she looked stretching into the cabinet. He was going to have to try really hard to remember that no pressure promise. ***** They awoke the next morning as the sunshine began to stream through the windows that Clark had placed around the room, as well as the skylight that was over the bed. Lois woke first and sighed contentedly. Her body was intertwined with her husband and she was only mildly disappointed that they were both still fully clothed. *Well, not fully. I'm glad I took Clark's shirt off before we went to bed. It was warmer that way.* She smiled as she remembered the passionate kisses that led to her taking his shirt off. After he had changed, they had sat in front of the fire. They had talked about what life had been like growing up. The talk had been interspersed with a few short, and not so short, gentle kisses. One of those kisses had turned out to be not so gentle. Things had gotten really hot. Clark had floated them to the bed and she had taken his shirt off. Somehow, that action had stopped things for both of them. Neither could have explained it, but the timing just wasn't right. They had stopped kissing and just lain close to each other. Clark had floated up to open the skylight and they fell asleep in each other's arms, content. Lois looked at her husband lying so close to her and placed a gentle kiss on his jaw line. He opened his eyes just enough to see her. "Good morning, beautiful." "Good morning, handsome. So what is on the agenda for today?" "This." He kissed her forehead. "And this." He kissed her nose. "And this." He kissed her lips, softly. "What else do we need?" Lois smiled. "I don't know about you, but I'm hungry, though I like the agenda that you have planned, too." "I don't really get hungry. I could probably go for days without eating, but I enjoy it too much." Lois rolled her eyes at him. "But I enjoy this more." And he kissed her again, a probing, but controlled kiss. Then her stomach rumbled. "Sorry," she mumbled into his lips. He pulled back and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll make you some breakfast." ***** Two hours, a big breakfast and lots of kisses later, they were lying on the beach, drinking in the sunshine. Clark wasn't sure what he had expected, but he was pleasantly - or was it unpleasantly? - surprised to see that Lois was wearing a fairly modest black one-piece. He had figured she'd bring something a little more revealing. Lois saw him looking at her and smiled to herself. She *had* brought some more revealing swimsuits, but decided she wasn't going to put the pressure on either one of them just yet. They spent the rest of the morning sunbathing, taking a dip in the ocean and just generally enjoying each other's company. They laughed and talked and learned more and more about each other. Clark flew to Paris to pick up their lunch. Lois used the time to explore their little island. There was a wooded area and a little hill with the stream that Clark used to make their shower. Other than their hut it really was a deserted island. It wasn't very big, just big enough for the two of them. And that was fine with her. ***** The rest of the weekend passed in perfect bliss for the couple. They spent more time talking than anything else. Usually they were swimming or walking or sitting in front of the fire while they talked. Sunday night, they sat in front of that fire again. "Clark, we can't hide this forever. In fact, I don't think that we can hide it much longer at all." She leaned back into her husband's strong chest. "I know. I think that Perry suspects something. He's smart." "He was one of the best reporters the Planet ever saw. I'm surprised he hasn't figured it out yet." "So what do we do?" "He won't tell anyone without talking to us first and if I ask him, he won't say anything if we don't want him to." Clark sighed. "Lois, this has been the best weekend of my life. There is nowhere that I would rather be than right here, holding you in my arms. But if Perry's hasn't figured it out, he will soon, and others will follow. I'm surprised Jimmy isn't suspicious. He may be a copy boy, but he's a smart kid." "I know." "How much longer, Lois?" "I don't know. A couple more weeks? End of the month at the latest." Clark just sat there. "Is that okay?" "If that's what you want. This weekend has been amazing. I feel like I really know you now - that we really are soul mates like I thought ten years ago. And I want the world to know." "I know, Clark. And we will tell the world. Soon." ***** The next week was a busy one. Even though they were partners, Lois and Clark didn't have much time together, even in the evenings. Superman was busy and by the time both of them got to Lois' apartment in the evenings, Lois was so exhausted that Clark had to carry her to bed a couple of times. There had been no pressure over the weekend and, while they enjoyed kissing and spending time together, they hadn't pushed and nothing happened. The week was too busy, and they were both too tired, for them to really contemplate spending that kind of time together. Lois received several comments about her new tan early in the week. She was able to convince everyone that she had gone away with her husband to the Caribbean for the weekend without anyone getting suspicious. The newsroom thought Clark and his wife had spent the weekend holed up in their apartment. Perry knew better. He thought that he had figured out what was going on. Lois and Clark were acting strange around each other. They didn't have much time together, but when they were working on a story, they were just a touch too close, their smiles a touch too bright, their eyes a touch too soft. By Friday afternoon, he knew he was right. Usually, it wouldn't have taken him so long, but they had both been busy and out of the office quite a bit, and not always together. He took a deep breath and decided it was time for one more experiment before confronting them with what he thought he knew. "LOIS! CLARK! My office. NOW!" Lois and Clark looked up from their desks and looked at each other. "What now?" was the expression on both of their faces. They sat on the couch in his office again. *Just a touch too close again,* thought Perry. "Here's the deal, kids. You both have done a great job this week. Those Superman exclusives are out of this world. I don't know how you two do it. But," he held up his hands to stop the protest that was coming. "I know you won't ever tell me how you two have gotten so close to the superhero so fast. Tell you what - and if anyone tried to say that you didn't have to beg for this and I gave it willingly, I'll deny it - take the weekend off and spend it with your spouses." He watched carefully. Both of their eyes lit up and he could tell they were avoiding looking at each other. He was right. Well, he'd give them their weekend alone before he talked to them about truth and honesty and how important it was in any relationship - be it a marriage or a working one. "Now, get out of here, you two." His gruff voice covering up the emotions that were starting to well up inside. Lois and Clark did as they were told. Soon they were walking down the street. "He knows, Lois." "I know." "He didn't say anything." "I told you he wouldn't." "Why didn't he?" "He probably wants us to have a relaxing weekend before he lowers the boom." "Maybe." They walked in silence for a few minutes. "What do you want to do this weekend? Go back to the island for our two week anniversary?" "Sounds like a good plan to me, but I was thinking maybe we could spend it with your parents. They'd love to have us - you know that - and I'd really like to get to know my new family better." "Are you sure? You don't want to spend the weekend alone?" Lois smiled up at him. "There will be plenty of time for alone later. We have our lives together." "True. And Mom did say last night that she wanted us to come as soon as we could. She always wanted a daughter you know." "She told me." "Well, it's settled then. As soon as we get home, you pack and I'll call mom." "Good." Lois was pleased. She needed to talk to Martha anyway, and over the phone just wasn't the way to do it. ***** Two hours later, they were finishing dinner with Jonathan and Martha. "Clark, could you help me finish some work in the barn?" Jonathan asked. He was a very astute man, even if he was a farmer, and he thought that Lois needed some time with Martha. He also knew that his son wasn't aware of it. Whatever it was. "Sure, Dad. Just let me clean up real quick." With that Clark stood up and turned into a blur. Seconds later, the table was clean, the dishes were done and he was kissing his wife on the cheek. "Be back in a little bit. Come on, Dad." Lois watched as they left the room. She shook her head in amazement. "He really is going to be handy to have around." Martha laughed. "Giving him extra chores wasn't really much of a punishment in high school unless we made him do them without his powers. Taking the car away didn't work either - he could run faster than the car could take him anyway. Thank goodness he was 18 before he learned to fly!" Lois laughed with her, but quickly turned sober. "Martha, there's something I need to talk to you about. Would Clark eavesdrop, do you think?" Martha looked surprised. "No, honey. He never uses his powers for anything untoward. The only way he would eavesdrop would be if he was listening in on some crooks or something." Lois dropped her head and stared at her hands resting on the table. "What is it, Lois? What's wrong?" And Lois poured her heart out to her new mother-in-law. ***** The next day, Clark spent time helping his dad out around the farm while Lois and Martha went into town. The four of them spent the evening playing cards and board games. Clark spent most of it embarrassed by the stories that his parents were telling about him. "Mom," he groaned after one particularly embarrassing story about him learning to use his powers. "Lois really doesn't need to know EVERY thing about my childhood." Lois was laughing too hard to tell him that she wanted to know all of these things. Finally, she calmed down. "Clark, this is priceless. Of course, I want to know everything! More, Martha, more!" Martha was laughing herself. "No, honey. It is time for us to scoot up to bed. We're not as young as you. We need our sleep." Martha kissed her son on the cheek and hugged Lois. "We'll see you in the morning." "Night, son. Night, Lois." Jonathan followed his wife up the stairs. Lois sat on Clark's lap. "Well, is it time for all old married couples to go to bed?" Clark wrapped his arms around her. "We may be married, but we are NOT old. What do you suggest we do?" "How about a little of this?" She kissed him softly on the lips. "I like that idea," he murmured and kissed her back. Lois tried to keep kissing him, but was stopped by a yawn. Clark looked at her with concern. "You're tired. Come on, let's get you to bed." Lois yawned again. "I like that idea. No hidden meanings, just sleep. I need sleep." "Yes, you do." He picked her up and carried her upstairs. He pulled back the covers and laid her down gently. He kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep, little tornado. I'll be in in a few minutes." Lois just nodded, already well on her way to dreamland. Clark smiled as he covered her up. He went downstairs and finished getting the house ready for the night - putting out the fire and turning out the lights - and then he sped up the stairs to wrap his arms around his wife as she slept. ***** Lois was the first one awake the next morning. Though she had dozed off early, she hadn't slept well. She tossed and turned, grateful that Clark had chosen this night to float in his sleep so that she wouldn't disturb him with her restlessness. He was still floating above her when she woke up for good. She carefully left the room, needing to use the facilities. A few minutes later, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She looked at the stick in her hand. There were two pink lines. ***** TBC ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 12:24:58 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Ultrawoman review On Wed, 14 Mar 2001 18:26:24 +0200, Hazel wrote: >Wow. > >What a great ep. And what a great review! :) Back in the "good old days", we used to have dozens of these posted every week on the main listserv, a flurry of activity, LOL. Forget 100 posts a week; we'd get 100/day or more. We'd also get on IRC the minute the episode was over and disect every little thing -- btw, did you notice the goof when Clark tips the "electric chair"? Dean's hands come up as he falls below the camera, but when he's running, they are still securely behind his back. I never noticed or heard about Lois having two different boots, though! That's a new one. Thanks for bringing back good memories, Hazel! :D I agree that this was a fantastic episode. In fact, it was one of very few episodes to get a perfect 10 from me when I'd rate them back then. :) Many got 8's and 9's, but very few got 10's! :) Kathy ("I could sure use a little ... HELP!! ... gettin' out of this. Hey, it worked!" ) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 17:41:08 -0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Ultrawoman review MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hazel, I'm so glad you enjoyed UW, and thanks for the excellent and very entertaining review! One of the reasons I never rated UW as highly as some of my favourite eps was the way Lois was presented as UW. I hated the costume, to begin with: why did she have to have a low-cut, push-up top to display her bosom, and a silly little skirt? And I'm with you on the pink rays. I thought that by the 1990s we were well past such crude gender stereotyping. That aside, I loved Clark in this episode, for all the reasons you mentioned. And as an idea, giving Lois Super-powers was just right: she finally came to understand in the most effective way possible just what Clark goes through every day of every week. She knew, before; but she didn't understand. And by the end, she loved him more. :) Wendy -------------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 10:52:33 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Kerth voting In-Reply-To: <5.0.2.1.1.20010313174836.00a06c30@pop.clsp.uswest.net> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >Erin, it may interest you to know that the ballot link under item #2 in the >Voting FAQ portion of your website leads to the 2000 ballot, and not this >year's! Startled me when I went to vote, since the stories I was expecting >to see weren't there! And all these other stories were. But I figured it >out. Yikes! Thanks for the heads up. Just so everyone knows, I've just fixed that problem. I appreciate it when ppl tell me when something doesn't work. Thanks! And remember...only 4 days left to vote! 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 13:03:04 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: Ultrawoman review MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 3/14/01 8:43:32 AM Pacific Standard Time, zis-s@ACTCOM.CO.IL writes: > I was a little unsure about the subplot with Alice and Perry. It came from > Actually, it's a long-running thread, going back to (correct me if I'm wrong) Just Say Noah, and culminating in one of the final episodes of the series when we finally see Alice (Mary Frann). I too always wondered how Clark's parents could show up so frequently....In WWW they are there to help Clark pack up, and then the very next episode they're back visiting for their anniversary trip as if it had been months since visiting their boy. Hazel, how did you become an folc without having seen the eps?? I'm sure you've explained this before, but I can't recall....nothing unusual there ;). Kate ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 13:12:21 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: Ultrawoman review In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" Methinks I should resurrect my episode thoughts series....:) I think this ep is one I covered but there were a bunch more for which I took notes. The problem is that what I write at home seems to be incompatible with the list. It must be in text only and I seem to always have something in there that is not text. When I solve that problem, I hope to do the rest of the series:) Carolyn Favorite quote already used by Kathy P.S. I didn't notice the boots change either:) >On Wed, 14 Mar 2001 18:26:24 +0200, Hazel wrote: > > >Wow. > > > >What a great ep. > >And what a great review! :) Back in the "good old days", we used to have >dozens of these posted every week on the main listserv, a flurry of activity, >LOL. Forget 100 posts a week; we'd get 100/day or more. > >We'd also get on IRC the minute the episode was over and disect every little >thing -- btw, did you notice the goof when Clark tips the "electric chair"? >Dean's hands come up as he falls below the camera, but when he's running, >they are still securely behind his back. I never noticed or heard about >Lois having two different boots, though! That's a new one. > >Thanks for bringing back good memories, Hazel! :D I agree that this was a >fantastic episode. In fact, it was one of very few episodes to get a perfect >10 from me when I'd rate them back then. :) Many got 8's and 9's, but very >few got 10's! :) > >Kathy ("I could sure use a little ... HELP!! ... gettin' out of this. Hey, >it worked!" ) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 11:12:59 -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: Ultrawoman review In-Reply-To: <4.3.2.7.0.20010314020345.00aa7570@actcom.co.il> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Hazel, Reading your review was almost better than rewatching the episode! I thoroughly enjoyed your perspective of it. I would love it if you were to write reviews of ALL the episodes that you've managed to watch. Please? Irene ===== www.originalequestrianmusic.bigstep.com __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Auctions - Buy the things you want at great prices. http://auctions.yahoo.com/ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 20:09:23 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Ultrawoman review In-Reply-To: <20010314191259.9471.qmail@web903.mail.yahoo.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Irene wrote: >I would love it if you were to write reviews of ALL >the episodes that you've managed to watch. > >Please? I second this! Hazel, pretty *pretty* please???? I haven't read an episode review in *years* and it was SO wonderful to read this! It broughts tears of nostalgia to my eyes, not only because you reviewed one of my all-time favorite episodes, but because the episode discussion email in folcdom back then was just so wonderful!! Wonderful, wonderful job with the review. You touched on all my favorite scenes, and ditto on the boots 'oops'! I'd never noticed that! I'll have to rewatch it just to see. :) Also, Kathy wrote: >>Kathy ("I could sure use a little ... HELP!! ... gettin' out of this. Hey, it worked!" ) << ROTFL!!!! My completely favorite line from the whole episode. And Kathy, you did a perfect job writing this quote in *exactly* the way it was said. I can totally hear Dean's voice as I read this, and it just cracked me up! I can still see that adorable, corners-of-mouth twisting smile as he grins and says the "Hey, it worked!" part. Sexy, sexy, sexy. I'm gonna have to pull out my UW tape and make a wav of that. I LOVE that line. Thanks for the reminisce, Kathy. :) And Hazel...I'll be eagerly waiting your next review. :) 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." __________________ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 22:32:15 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: Ultrawoman review MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit << One of the reasons I never rated UW as highly as some of my favourite eps was the way Lois was presented as UW. I hated the costume, to begin with: why did she have to have a low-cut, push-up top to display her bosom, and a silly little skirt? And I'm with you on the pink rays. I thought that by the 1990s we were well past such crude gender stereotyping. >> I definitely agree with this point, Wendy. (In fact, I remember bringing up some of them on the list years ago, and was mostly disagreed with...) These things soured me a bit on UW from the very first time I watched it. Along with the revealing costume and pink x-ray beams, I hated that Lois wore masculine suits over her UW costume throughout the episode. All those things together made it seem to me that there was something inherently masculine about being a superhero and Lois becoming UW somehow perturbed that. Christy attalanta@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 20:38:23 -0700 Reply-To: erink@ida.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Erin Klingler Subject: Re: Ultrawoman review In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Christy wrote: >I hated that Lois wore masculine suits over her UW costume throughout the episode. Well, shoot, she had to wear something bulky enough to cover all of that suit and cape, didn't she? But then, Clark seemed to manage to hide the suit even when he wore tight-fitting jeans (yum! ;)) and a short-sleeved T-shirt (like in BatP), so I guess this argument doesn't hold water. Wow. Episode discussion. How wonderful. :) 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." __________________