There's an argument to be made that this was the only way to finish 2020 on an appropriate note. Namely, with a crackfic, because this entire year has been a crackfic of history writ large and honestly? At this point, I think most of us just want it to stop. I can't promise that next year will be any better: I just want to see the backside of this one. Because once I've got a view of its backside, I can start kicking.
It's kicked all of us enough times. Our turn.
*sigh*
This may be the month where I had the most trouble reaching five post charges, and I finished on a flurry of one-shots because I was afraid of letting my emotions crowd into any continuing stories. The worst thing I could have done to some of the ongoing tales was allowing the tone to twist. One-shots allowed me to vent in a few ways. There's a chance I even did some good: if a single person is going to get an advance directive when they hadn't considered one before? Then I'll consider it a win.
But for today, for my last posting of the year... I wanted to see if I could still be a little silly. And I took the Comedy tag off this one, because I'm not sure it's really a bundle of laughs for the sake of same -- but silly? Maybe I managed that much, at least for base concept and chasing it wherever it wanted to go. If not, y'all will tell me. Loudly.
8300 words. Final posting of month and year alike.
Thank you all for staying with me in this time of nightmare
And to the year 2020 itself, if it happens to be listening?
Buck. You.
Dixie Daley
2021-01-01 03:29:40 +0000 UTC