The washing machine--HA! poor Snorri! Little does Harmony know, her Joycean writing is better than sex--still in competition with cappucino, but, um, yep--exquisite writing, as always MHaydn! Love the voyeuristic view through Ron & Harry (and commentary) of Hermione's deflowering by Biff--who, by the way, is really getting some enjoyable action in both storylines--the women are keeping him busy but as long as it isn't taking his mojo from writing, I'm happy--hehe! But I have a feeling Snorri and Biff's peaceful sanctum sanctorum with the cappucino machine will get disturbed... 'We’re just a pair of writers. We meet the deadline. Otherwise, no one cares about us.'--HA!

I'm glad Biff brought Andromeda into the story, as it's interesting to see Severus' dynamics with her as well as enjoy his relations with the other Black sisters--Narcissa and Bella do seem *satisfied* Deus Ex Machina Caffeinarum--HA! Lovely versatility and variety of prose--each writer's contribution keeps the flames going! Enjoying the juxtapositions of the erotica written by the different writers in all of the chapters--wonderful!

I'd like to copy and paste the entire chapter, commenting on everything, but, in particular: 'You told me it was like sin, the thoughts came unbidden to the mind' and (...) Narcissa turned on the table light and opened her copy of ‘Brothers Karamazov.’ It was going to be a long evening.--HA!Your vast variety of prose just.has.me.gaga--and yes, during the Victorian parts, streams of Joyce and Woolf kept washing over me, so your last author's note just has my face hurting from grinning so bloody much--wonderful!

'Hackneyed plots and tired clichés' makes the world go round *evil cackling*  Brilliant chapter, summing it all up, and continuing onwards, regardless--well, cliché or not, it's all good, depending on the mood of the writer and the reader, one gets out of it what one puts in, everyone's got their own reasons, etc., etc., as it's sometimes a very active experience for the reader rather than passive--hehe! The power of the word!  The power of the hyperbolic word, yum--enjoyed every word in this whirlwind of tales! And the fangirly girl inside me can't help but worry and yearn that Severus finds happiness;-D away from the clutches and loins of the Mad One. Let's see who will decide Biff, Snorri, Miss Grayson, or will the editor have the final word?

Barston should have a feeling of satisfaction--a great feeling of satisfaction! Again, you've mesmerised with this tale within a tale, the editors/writers and the canon characters--HA! wonderful dynamics, and wonderful different kinds of prose being probed and depicted. I'm grinning like the Cheshire Cat and thanking my lucky stars for having read your current Vampire!Snape's episodes and how much I enjoy the Biff and different set of editors in this one as well, an alternative universe or parallel one for Biff--wonderful reading experience, again and again!

Oh, joy! I'm grinning ear to ear, knowing that Biff and the editor are in full form with two new interns *sighing in happiness* The Lone Wizard... I look forward to savouring this, chapter by chapter

Victorian stream of thought is a tricky thing.  I admit that I could never pull this off.  Ever.  My need to throw in a comma—or perhaps even a period!—would be too overwhelming.  But it was a treat to read and an absolute wonder that it can be done successfully.I am wondering what a challenge writing this story must be.  Do you write the main part and then go back and fill in the stories-within-a-story?  To switch gears like that and not confuse yourself must be difficult.In any case, this is beautifully done.  And I'm enjoying the different authors' styles and writings.  The tidbits of romance novel thrown into the mix; the tawdriness in parts is entertaining.  I tried reading a romance novel once when I was a teenager (while babysitting; the woman had a whole collection) and ended up laughing throughout. I still roll my eyes at the displays at the grocery store as I check out. The Victorian style is less raunchy, perhaps because it is quite a bit more well-written.  Still entertaining and produces a few chuckles here and there.  I enjoyed it immensely.

Very disturbing. Very good. :)

Wild West, french phrases....all the cliches of romance novels thrown together! Whopee!!! xD

Then all rational thought stopped as his dart of love scored a bulls-eye in her knickers,” interjected Snorri.xDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDI about died reading that sentence. Brilliant!

Oh my, its so....bad! But in a funny way xDBlueberry muffins.....*Drool*

Wow. Again, it is soooooo bad...but so good! Keep up the good (bad) work! xD

Haha, the ever faithful cappucino machine!!!! And the "real" story? Oh ho ho!!!!

love the way he changes it.  more, please?  thanks

cowbloke!!!???!!! omg i almost spit all over my keyboard!  what a delightfully twisted story!  i look forward to more of this deliciously warped view.  thanks so much                                      

I second the motion for slow-roasting followed by the grinding bit(s). How dare they selfishly abscond with the machine of inspiration? Oh, woe cometh to those who de-caffeinate a woman against her will!Though, Severus does know how to treat a 'fiery' witch well, I do have to say.  Still, triple espresso trumps cappucino any day, with endless sentence and words of truth.And ... I am adopting Severus' bit of prose about Narcissa's anger as my own, if you don't mind.  I've tried it on, and it rather becomes me, don't you think?  I am thinking the Black sisters rather represent Ego, SuperEgo, and AlternateEgo ... you choose which one. *grin*

This is one of the funniest stories I have ever read.  It does jump all over the place but it's hilarious!  The cowboy stuff was LOL; I kept seeing Severus as Gary Cooper!  I couldn't get that image out of my mind...very well done!  Can hardly wait to see where this goes or not...keep us guessing

"Severus was thinking the lady must have a very keen sense of humor. His remarks had been too subtle for his." ---- and ---- "Two days later, Misako was in the Potions lab with Severus and was unpacking a box of supplies from Denver. “I always thought the bigger test tubes looked rowdy but the smaller were versatile. It’s all about how skillfully they’re used.” She lined them up. “Don’t they look good all in a row and erect like they were on parade.” She petted them. “All hard and shiny.” She pulled out the strangest looking contraption. “Of course, like all good little boys, they perform better when they’re properly warmed up.” “I’m tempted to describe your visceral approach to your work as beyond quaint,” said Severus. “You’re cute when you’re being witty,” she said. She wondered if she was finally getting through to the thick Brit. For all the action she had seen in the castle, she was beginning to wonder where little Brit wizards came from. Perhaps they were imported – caught wild in Australia and Canada and shipped to the Motherland in crates." Had me in *absolute stitches*(You're using tables for your indents, aren't you?  Try blockquote)

*snicker*Bwahahaha!

Is there an award for the longest sentence ever written?  I'm sure you could compete for it.  This one actually scared me ... though I think it was because I was having such fun reading it and seeing how long you could make it last.  I think that Harmony writes longer sentences the more strongly something affects her actually.Let's see ... besides the cappuccino machine (which they borrowed from me, by the way, and refuse to give back), the largest chuckle I got was this:  “I write girls as if they were boys and had feelings,” confessed Snorri.  Well, what do you know, that's how I write boys!    Okay, well, not actually, but I think that's how a lot of females write them.  And it just underlines the fact that women and men don't understand each other.  We are very different but the foundations are the same. What's built on top is what makes us very different, I think.  Many women think men don't have feelings, and I will admit to not having been born with the knowledge that they do.  To see it written in the opposite really put a spotlight on how women think about men and/or vice versa.  And I love how you manage to get in a rather simple, innocuous sentence with a giant punch.I'm going to go see if any of that cold cappuccino is left....

Is it bad that it all started to make sense towards the end?  Is my brain broken now?Thank you so much for this marvelously twerked tale.“I’m not a girl. I’m a writer.” Indeed.

 “Your artheth are grath.”The lisping Coffee Monster never fails to slay me.

“Doc Severson,” said the gent on his left.God help me, you've lost your mind.  I'm so glad.

“Theveruth Thnape Ith A Wuth,” saith Deus Ex Machina Caffeinarum.I almost choked to death reading this chapter.  You do realize this story is a health risk, don't you?

holy hell, you've gone Joycean...  What are you on?  Can I get some?