if we wanted, we could fall - masterpost

[wizened_cynic]

Okay, let me preface this by saying: this is completely omiceti's fault.

Back in August of 2011, I was trying to convince her to watch Supernatural, and somehow that ended up with me promising to write a fic in which there were gingerbread lesbians. The result is this massive fic, all of which I wrote in a gmail window. Well, several gmail windows. Throughout the months.

omiceti liked this fic (HER FIC!) so much that she asked me to post it. As you can tell from the above, I am pretty good at being told what I'm told as long as that person telling me isn't a fat associate in the Trust Planning department of my firm, in which case I WILL NEVER DO WHATEVER YOU ASK AND I HOPE YOU DIE. But I digress.

So this is it. A story wherein Alex Cabot falls in love with a gingerbread cookie. Magical realism, bitches!



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The title is from Maya Stein's gorgeous poem Strong. All mistakes are mine. A billion thanks to omiceti and mcdoh1902, inter aliae, for indulging in and encouraging the crazy.

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[wizened-cynic.livejournal.com]

Yes. Yes, YOUR FIC. And no, THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME WRITE IT. Encouraging the crazy, and what not. Seriously, I would not have done it if you weren't so supportive of the insanity. By supportive, I mean you are entirely to blame.

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