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[katallison]

I've been following the "Ask My Characters a Question" meme, but had felt a little diffident about inviting such questioning, I suppose because it presumes people have that level of interest in my characters. However, shellmidwife said she had a question or two for Fraser, and so I'll toss the door open--if you want to ask any of these people anything, go to town! I warn you, though, that they're not always responsive to the questions I ask them (usually along the lines of "And so where in the hell have you been for the last three months??")

Oh, and re: shell's other question in a different entry--confirm, but truly it's no big deal.

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No bangs or whimpers, please

[sef1029.livejournal.com]

To Methos of September Song:

So, old man, how did your world end?

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Well ... obviously, it hasn't ended yet, as I'm still here to answer questions. Though I don't blame you for the curiosity, since I was clearly having a serious wiggins the night that story occurred. I'm still not quite sure what came over me, but I can tell you that the night of December 31, 1999, Duncan and I had dinner together in a marvelous little back-street bistro in Marseilles. No cellphones, no computers, no TV, if the power flickered at midnight I certainly didn't notice. We had a superb bouillabaisse, and the rest of the evening is a bit fuzzy in my memory, but I definitely woke up the next morning right here on planet earth.

Since then, I've continued to pay attention to the progress toward space colonization, as nothing has occurred to convince me that homo sapiens is going to cease fouling its nest or speeding its own destruction. But I'm no longer having midnight attacks of existential dislocation. I find that 2003 is remarkably like 1993, or 1823 for that matter, or any number of previous decades.

[sef1029.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Somehow, knowing that your imagination hasn't disposed of this world--or the immortals--is heartening. :)

-Sue