‘twas a good evening thou. I spent the afternoon in a “Live writing” bit of friggin’ awesome. That floats my boat tough. Afterwards, I sat and chatted a bit and was, for the second time, turned on to some damn fine fanfic over on Goodreads.
Special Forces fanfic to be exact.
O.M.G. … I loved that so much. I have tried over the last year to be less consumed with my extreme obsession of Special Forces, or more specifically, of Vadim. There are actually other books out there, other characters that the author has written that I also love. But that Vadim. Oooooh Vadim. What he does to me. I don’t think I have ever had a character consume me like he does. Not ever.
Poking my head in over there at the Aleksandr Voinov Book Group on Goodreads, and reading some of the fanfic has done only one thing…
Brought it all back to the surface. It may be time to stop putting off my reread, brace myself, and dive back in. Only this time, instead of the original, I want to dive into the Director's Cut version.
Oh yeah, I'm that scary. Not ashamed.
And all I can say is…
I am still completely hopelessly in love with a seriously fucked up Russian Spetnaz soldier. And will be forevermore.
That is all.