Rating: T

Summary: Real Life Interrupts.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Atlantis Characters but I do own Alex. If you want to use her just ask

Authors Notes: Everyone else has done in this in their Sue fics so I guess it's my turn. It's also an explanation as to why there have been no updates to ANY of my stories for ages.

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"Mum can I watch telly?"

"Mum I'm going to the park"

"Mum can we go shopping in Southampton?"

"Mum what you doing?"

"Mum can we go to the beach?"

"Mum how long is it until we go on holiday?"

"Stuart are we there yet"

"Mum if you want me I'll be in the games room"

"Mum it's raining"

"Mum do you know if Auntie Allison will be at Nanna's house?"

"Stuart, Nanna lives down there"

"I missed you mum"

"Mum I'm hungry"

"Mum can Emily come in and play"

"Mum I'm BORED!"

I've heard all of those comments at least once in the last six weeks, ah the joys of parenthood. Couldn't her dad help? I hear you ask, I'll reply as soon as I've stopped rolling on the floor with laughter, yeah right.

Anyway I've been a little (well a lot) busy over the past few weeks with keeping the Daughter amused, days out with the other half and holidays to update anything. I thought after the camping holiday while the Daughter was at her Nanna's house visiting her dad (Don't ask) I'd settle down to some serious writing, after I'd dealt with the washing. Four loads later and I open my computer and sat, and sat, and sat, I'll do it tomorrow.

Tomorrow comes and

"Lets go out for lunch" says mum which I don't turn down, ok I'll get down to it this afternoon, Ahhhhhhh I need to finish Daughter's gloves so out come the knitting needles, gloves get finished. Time for a lie down I think, a nice indolent stretch out on my bed with the mP3 player and...Ouch something's bitten me, oh no a smut bunny, why me. I knew I shouldn't have written that Lorne and Charlotte challenge I've got smut on the brain, I can't write porn...I...Lorne...porn...don't you dare bunny...Lorne porn oh no! and I promised purpletoo1 on GW I'd write a steamy Lorne piece for her, damn you smut bunny I've got the plot but I'm too embarrassed to get it down. Stop nudging me Rabbit; all right, all right I'm going down to my computer now ok. Right I've got the teaser down, now to get to the nitty gritty...I can't Mother wants help bottling plums and tomatoes, tomorrow I'll get the Lorne porn finished tomorrow then I can catch up.

Saturday comes and Mother says

"Are you coming down the market with me?", so I head off to the local market and get some more plums "what's that for" says Mother

"Jam" I say, so Saturday becomes Jam Making Day. Fifteen pots later and I sit down to carry on with my story I get half a dozen sentences down, I'll carry on tomorrow morning while Mother's at Church.

Sunday, I can't write porn on a Sunday! I'll watch Runner for research purposes, after I've cooked lunch.

"Mike's here" says Mother so I plaster a grin on my face as my ex and his new family come in. We chat amicably for a while and his girlfriend is making 'We need to talk' gestures so I go and join her in the garden

"He's been done for drunk driving again" she says "he's not going to get away with it this time, he's going to court in October and they'll probably take his licence away this time". Great guess who's going to be asked to drop Daughter in Devon, yeah my other half. They leave an hour later and I spend a bit of quality time with Daughter before she turns into bed and I sit down in front of the computer and I write another half a dozen sentences. Why am I so embarrassed writing this stuff, I've been reading Jackie Collins and Jilly Cooper since I was at college so it's not like I'm a prude, still it's Bank Holiday Monday tomorrow, I'll finish it then.

Bank Holiday Monday Night and I'm chatting to Fififolle, I'm in denial now but it's getting a bit easier that I have a glass of wine inside me and I get right into the nitty gritty, I'll DEFINATLY finish it tomorrow.

Tuesday and Daughter's complaining that she's tired and she doesn't want to go out, great now I'll get to finish it but all kinds of chores stop me so late in the evening and another chat with Fififolle I'm typing diligently (on top of two glasses of wine) and it's finally finished and posted. NEVER AGAIN will I promise to write steamy sex.

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