I think we got stuck with a used year.

I had plans to ring in the new year with le petit choucroute down Long Beach way, but the new parents and new grandparents are zonked and wrist-deep in vomit, and up here it's raining heavy hard diagonal rain that cut through my window and woke me up to a wet, silty bedroom floor, and I don't want to walk to the train, and they don't want to drive, and I've got a threesome story that ain't gonna finish itself. I hemmed and hawed and they hemmed and hawed until we realized we BOTH wanted to resked for tomorrow, symbolic New Year's Eve be damned! and so we did.

And so I'm settling in with a ten-cup capacity pot of coffee and eight hours of '05 (PAC time) in which to finish this sex. If I exceed expectation, I've got the scene in my pilot where my DC makes a thunderous and inspiring speech about space exploration that I get to write.

I noticed that a number of you are tucking and rolling for similarly solitary evenings, and I am SO all for it. If you're here in LJ City with nonspecific New Year's plans, are you interested in dropping by a virtual LJ party? Say the word and I'll thread it up.

heh, I said "dropping the ball"

When I was young and ambitious, I had this idea of hosting a New Year's Party ficathon, where the only theme was that all the stories had to be set at approximately the same party. And then we could get, like, Benton Fraser and Scully and Na'toth and Ronon Dex all partying in the same room!

I was foolish then, starry-eyed and did not at the time realize I would also be writing a pilot that killed, mercilessly and without pause. But with some easy gutting and remodeling it could be a PARTY for US, I figure.

Go join droppingtheball and come to the party? I feel comment porn and/or 100-word New Years drabbles and/or virtual boozing and virtual crack all would serve as excellent hostess gifts.

I mean. Seriously. It's a party where I can SIT IN THE CORNER AND WRITE PORN, and then gossip about it with likeminded pornish pixies! AND I don't have to drive, or park, or go out in the rain, AND I have a better shot at getting writing done than I would at, say, the kind of party where I had to stand UP and walk AROUND. But yet, with an EQUAL chance of getting wasted!

Tell your friends?