Whoohoo!!! Yay!! Another Wendy fic! And it's a short one too...shucks...can't blame her for not getting any homework done.
Yet she was the last person in the world who had a right to be dissatisfied with her life. She had it all. Married to the third-richest man in the world.
If I *hadn't* known this was coming...this would have been my reaction:
"Ah. You need distracting, then. To take your mind off it. And then, later... who knows?" He grinned at her. "Come back to it fresh and the words will flow like water."
Is it just me, or is everyone else feeling the electrical tension in this convo? <g>
"It's only that you have a laptop. And the way you glared at the screen just now... well, it reminded me of myself when I get blocked. It's frustrating."
LOL! Open mouth, insert foot, Lois. <g>
But she didn't want them to go off, she realised. This man, whoever he was, was *nice*. Friendly. Easy to talk to. Sympathetic. And good company.
*happy sigh*
Not that it would have made any difference at all, she reminded herself. A few months ago she was engaged to Lex. She would never have been in a situation where she and Clark would have met.
Ack!!!
/me throws another two cents in the jar...no...better make that two bucks <g> "You did?" His expression was excited, envious. "What did you do? Oh, wait," he added, now sounding embarrassed. "What a faux pas! You write... your name's Lois... you're Lois Lane!"
Awww!!!! Clark's so cute!!!
"Wow! I know this sounds really gauche, but you're my hero!
Awww!!!! Clark's so cute!!! Wait...already said that...uh...oh who cares?! He's cute!! <g>
Lois felt again the pang of resentment at the abrupt ending of her career as a reporter.
Awwww!!
But before she could say a word, he clapped his hand to his forehead. "You must think I'm an idiot," he said, now sounding embarrassed.
Can I say he's cute again? Okay...I'll say adorable instead. Can I keep him?! Please...Lois is married anyways...<bg>
She would have married Lex because she loved him. But in the end, it had almost been as if she'd married him because her preferred choice no longer existed.
"Good luck with your novel. And it was really nice meeting you."
Okay...now he's a lunkhead...a very gentlemanly lunkhead...but I want to hit him!
He was gone. And she knew that she would never see him again.
ACK!!! No, no, no!! He didn't really leave did he?!
So what if you can't see him anymore? Just yell for him....he's got *really* good hearing. <g> Clark! Come back!!
Okay...don't blame me, I did this at 3 in the morning.
I'm continually amazed by your writing, Wendy! You have the power to draw the reader completely into the story (well...okay...not *completely* otherwise I might have interfered a litte <bg>). And you capture the characters *so* well, no matter what situation you put them in, I always find myself thinking: That's *exactly* how they would act if that happened! Okay, actually, I'm more likely to be screaming at the computer or sighing or sobbing or something of the sort, but that just tells you how well you've drawn me in.
Can't wait to see the rest of this, Wendy!!!
Sara (who might be thouroughly embarassed in IRC tomorrow after all the gushing...but...eh...who cares <bg>)
