Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Too Graphic, or Not Graphic Enough?

Today is World Graphics Day, per Jane Lane. Celebrate as you see fit. This is also the 200th anniversary of the day Beethoven wrote "Für Elise," and it is Freedom Day in South Africa in honor of the 1994 elections there. It is also the feast day of St. Zita, who is among other things the patron saint of lost keys (such as the ones for your car that you've been looking for). She must be a popular kid at Holiday Island High, for obvious reasons.

Ms. Kinnikufan, legendary creator of Iron Chefs, has a new one out: Tom/Brittany. Yes, let's see you try to make that one work!

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  • NEW! A Document, by Silver (COMPLETE!): Eight months since her sister's death. Eight months since the police had found the four dead. Eight months since they'd put the girls in the cold earth on a rainy day. Eight long months.
  • Falling into College: The Clip Show, by RLobinske (Part 5): "On that note, a word from our sponsor." Daria turned and handed a card to Jane. "Screw it, I'm not doing this one. Your turn." As Daria walked away, Jane read from the card. "This segment was brought to you by Eau de Angst, makers of fine perfumery, such as... um... uh... Penguin Amore..." Jane's face twisted in shock. "That's just... that just made little Janey's head hurt. Bad. Real bad. Ouch."
  • Finn Morgendorffer 44: My Three Young Women, by HolyGrail2007 (Part 1): Ever since school ended, Jane's mind was drawn to the future, a future that lay in conflict with her present. Jane would be leaving for Boston, and that meant leaving Lawndale behind. There was a lot she didn’t mind leaving: Lawndale High, for starters. But going to Boston meant going away from Finn. And that depressed her. Jane hadn’t had many boyfriends, but Finn was easily head and shoulders above the pack, in more ways than one. And she knew that, at one point, she and Finn would have to talk about where their relationship was headed. Did they want to do a long-distance thing? Or was Jane merely looking at the end and trying hard to deny it?

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