*Happy sigh*

So I just finished rereading Shea Meiers’s The Wishing Box. It’s like a Christmas cookie, really, but better in that you can reread it as many times as you want.

And if you’re reading The Wishing Box, you might as well read Michelle’s Enchanted Grounds — it’s sweet in both the traditional sense and in the non-explicit sense (a few kisses, but nothing else).

As for me, I think I’m going to go work on my shy snake-boys story in hopes of giving it away for Pancha Ganapati.