New edition of Saga Journal!

Look for a new essay on SW and Buffy by ladyaeryn and a review of Finding God In A Galaxy Far, Far Away by moi. There's also an essay by Frank Clarke entitled "Hamlet = Star Wars: Exploring the Amalgam-Protagonist."

You can find it all here:

http://www.sagajournal.com

New A/P ficlet: Picture Book (Rated PG-13/R)

Picture Book

Padmé made a simple request to get her datapad from her cabin. She waited on the landing pad with Artoo and Threepio while Anakin, ever the chivalrous gentleman and now her secret betrothed, went back aboard the yacht to search the cabin for the device.

He found it in a drawer and he picked it up. Somehow his thumb had brushed over a button or sensor because the blank screen lit up. The images on the screen made him catch his breath and gape. They were graphic illustrations of couples in different sexual positions, with instructions in the captions. Anakin could feel his cheeks burning with astonishment. It wasn't so much shock that his beloved would look at this sort of thing but that she was looking at them out of expectations for their relationship.

The gape became a wily smile. The thought of her knowing where their love was leading them, even before he proposed marriage, the thought of her studying the ways of physical love the way she would study a dossier before visiting a planet on a diplomatic mission, the idea she was in all likelihood fantasizing about which positions she'd like to try with him...they ignited his desire. For a few moments, he looked through some of the illustrations, trying to guess which ones appealed to her. Unconsciously, he licked his lips. We'll find out soon enough, my love, he thought.

For now, Padmé would be mortified if she knew he'd seen the illustrations. So he closed the file, turned off the datapad, and wiped the lusty grin off his face. He left the ship and handed her the datapad. As he did so, he couldn't resist brushing her hand with his natural one. She glanced into his eyes and smiled, not knowing the full meaning of the look he returned.

cross-posted on padmeanakin