Hey, you know what? Some excellent individual gave me more LJ time! I kiss you, beautiful human being! Please request something, if you haven't already.

I fully intend to get to all requests, but as each one will be crafted by hand, and made with 67% triple creme, and served in tiny pie pans with a delicately fluted crust...

It may take some time to get yours to you.

The first one I finished was for Katherine F. She requested litfic for Douglas Coupland's Generation X, and if you have not read her Gen X story Exploding Supermarkets, get thee hence, babies.

I re-read Gen X last week for Katherine's story, and I'm not sure it's aged well. I still love it, but it's more like a high school yearbook than a novel to me: it's a time capsule. Stagey yet perfect and forever skewed by fond memory.

I think Coupland is probably pleased with that.

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