A Meeting with...STELLA!

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Ah-hem.

Unrolling scroll. "Today. The first day after the autumnal equinox in the year 2007...at a coffeehouse (the location of which shall remain undisclosed, lest they be besieged by tourists and those in search of holy relics)...I met...in person...."

:eek: Stella_Omega :eek:

I'm sure you're all wondering what she's *really* like. I can say that she did not disappoint. Her arrival was heralded by a score of blond Viking maids on horseback, swords at the ready to warn off the crowd. Young ladies to scatter roses :rose: :rose: :rose: and boys playing flutes and cymbals came next, followed by a priestess waving incense and a girl-child who released a white dove.

Stella, herself, then appeared, riding in a golden chariot drawn by six scantily clad and very sexy men. She was dressed simply in a leather tunic with a sword at her belt; she nodded regally to the crowd who cheered and shouted her name. :heart: Several men fainted dead away at the glorious sight of her. :heart:

She was handed out by one of the Viking maidens. Then the Priestess blessed the area where she was to sit with us; Purple velvet cushions were laid out, as was her laptop; she was brought a drink in a silver goblet. Then, and only then, did she deign to repose and speak with us.

She was...*sniff* so down to earth! So real. I'll never forget this day....

Photos were not permitted, but we were allowed to capture and post this one, bless'd image:


Her hair was actually more brown than that....
 
Stella or a root-canal. Now that would be a tough choice to make.
 
I can so believe that. I'd be in the roped off crowd, screaming myself hoarse, shivering with the overwhelming occasion-ness of it all. *sigh*
 
How you do go on! :eek:

No, here's how it happened...

When I got the call that 3113 AND her Consort would grant me an audience this day, I was so flustered and flabbergasted. I found the pair of jeans that didn't have the really bad rip in the crotch, and my least-stained teeshirt-- the one with the Budwiser dog printed on it.
I dragged my smoking old jalopy to our rendesvous, by dint of alternating curses and promises, got my sweaty arse inside, clutching my laptop nervously to my chest-- you all know that feeling, I'm sure.

And there... There they were!

There was a whole corner of the coffeeshop cordoned off, with steely-eyed studs (for 3113) and Gorgeous deliciously-toned babes (for Him) guarding the narrow opening. I took one look at all of the flashing cameras, and hopefuls waving autograph books, babies, and... well. In the air, and almost gave up right then. But I had the Golden Invite that 3113 had emailed me, and I showed it to the guard. She looked me up and down, but she had to admit that it really WAS a Proper Golden Invite, so she let me and my hammering heart through.

And, you know, they were SO NICE! Just like regular folks! 3113's Consort shook my hand; I really should wash it soon, but I hate to... And 3113 gave me a queenly buss on each cheek. And a flunky pulled out a chair for me to sit in; not one of the golden ones, of course, but still, can you imagine?

But don't ask me what we talked about, because everything is a blur from that point on. :eek:
 
Sounds like a Smut Writers Summit Meeting to me. ;)

I left my camera home too--just my luck. :mad:
 
I can well understand your awe.

You have been blessed by Dame Fortune beyond the dreams of mortals.
 
cantdog said:
I can well understand your awe.

You have been blessed by Dame Fortune beyond the dreams of mortals.

You have such a way with words. :kiss:

But I agree.

(tossing rose petals about)
 
Sheesh, this is so embarrassing... :eek:

Seriously, It was just like so many Lit meetups are-- old friends hugging and laughing. 3113's Consort is, truly, a lordly and jovial gentleman, and she is the epitome of petite femininity :kiss:

We took up three of those little round tables, and people kept stopping by to say "hi"-- they are well known in the 'hood. Plus our getting-to-know-you gabbing, nobody got a lot of actual writing done-- not that I expected to!

We discussed putting together a face-to-face writing group, and whoa boy, do I want that to happen! Besides that, they come out my way fairly often to plug in their laptops and write, and said they'd call me when they do, and I'll come and meet them when I can. . So we might all get kinda blasè about it after a few years or so. When the romance fades, you know.
 
I used to have feet, but they ran to California without me!!!
(They're smarter than me, even though we used to be attached. Damn them and their fanciful temerity.)
 
Stella_Omega said:
Sheesh, this is so embarrassing... :eek:

Seriously, It was just like so many Lit meetups are-- old friends hugging and laughing. 3113's Consort is, truly, a lordly and jovial gentleman, and she is the epitome of petite femininity :kiss:

We took up three of those little round tables, and people kept stopping by to say "hi"-- they are well known in the 'hood. Plus our getting-to-know-you gabbing, nobody got a lot of actual writing done-- not that I expected to!

We discussed putting together a face-to-face writing group, and whoa boy, do I want that to happen! Besides that, they come out my way fairly often to plug in their laptops and write, and said they'd call me when they do, and I'll come and meet them when I can. . So we might all get kinda blasè about it after a few years or so. When the romance fades, you know.
This is such good luck for you both. I am quite distant from most litsters. Chat and telephone are never the same thing. Wishing a fruitful friendship to you. :rose:
 
Stella_Omega said:
Seriously, It was just like so many Lit meetups are--
No it wasn't! There were no towels dropped, no toes sucked, no drunken orgies....

And you only showed us your sexy tats, not your piercing. That's SO different from the usual Lit meetup.

But I suppose I am the epitome of petite femininity (flutters eyelashes).
 
Well, you can still have the drunken orgies, it's not too late...
 
My piercings? Well, uh.. hm.

I can't show them in public. Nohow, noway. :eek:
3113 said:
But I suppose I am the epitome of petite femininity (flutters eyelashes).
It must have been that gold lamè gown...
 
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So envious..I want to meet Stella so much damn it..but i'm happy for you two..had a good tme i bet. :kiss:
 
well, I have been lucky enough to meet 3113 and the consort.

Good folks. Damn good folks.

Stella? She's on my damn-straight-I-want-to-meet-you list...

someday...
 
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