It happened like this.

Criss and I were talking about the latest eps, and you know, she's a B/A'er, and is even more frustrated than I am about the weirdness of the last scene in BtVS "Flooded". How we're never gonna *see* what the hell happened in the "place" Buffy spoke of, where she is apparantly going to meet Angel. Ok, yea, it's a "place" not on UPN, not on WB, not even on FX godamnit, but still! Weirdness. To have the main characters of both shows have all this important stuff happen *offscreen*. Nutty.

So I told her, hey, why don't you write it? It's not likely I'd read B/A by mostly anyone else, anyhow. Make us both feel better. 

She said she would.

But she had this condition. I had to write an A/S piece with some specifics. There's a desk, some riblicking, and some teasing fuck-talk. It doesn't sound hard, does it? I mean, compared to trying to come up with a quasi-logical conversation that Buffy and Angel could possibly have with one another after all the shit that has come to pass, trying to figure out WHY  they have suddenly decided they need to drop *everything* just to see one another in some ((imaginary)) "place". That's way harder to pen, IMO.

Sigh.

The problem is, the A/S really *wasn't* hard. It flowed in six different ways. None of which were in any way good. None of them were original, none of them made me wanna weep, none of them *sounded like ME*. 

See, the problem as I see it with the vast majority of the new A/S fic out there is not that it's BAD perse. It just isn't GOOD. It isn't NEW. It's ALL BEEN DONE BEFORE, and done, if I may add, ad nauseum. When asked the question "how many ways can we stick A/S's dicks together?" the answer is apparantly, "well, two, really, but we can do it over and over and over and....".

I tried PWP with Criss' fic. I tried some angst. I even tried a little bit of darkness. But you know what? I'd done those before too. Some of 'em turned out really well. What the hell is the point of doing it AGAIN??? Just so I can say I posted another story? Just so people will send me little notes? 

I can't be a party to that. So it turns out, I meant what I said. Turns out I have standards. Huh. So, until I have something new or different to say, I won't rewrite myself, or anyone else. 

And, I sure as hell won't sully A/S with shit. 

Sorry Criss. It'll come soon. Just not now.