And then more Gaiman. Even though his short stories are terrifying freezer books, I lurve him.
This Door is sort of a combination of my favourite bits of her costume from the show and what I picture when I read the book.
So about the terrifying freezer book, I’m not joking. There’s a copy of Fragile Things in a Ziploc bag in my freezer because of one story so traumatizing that I won’t even type the title. Keep in mind that I love cats and you’ll know which one.
It’s been in there for ages, too, because I can’t seem to remember to grab it on my way out of the apartment when I’m meeting friends who might want it, and I’m not willing to take it out of the freezer the night before and put it in my purse BECAUSE THEN IT’S FREE. Damn it, Gaiman.
Neurotic Owl 