prompt me
I've been doing more than a little bit of thinking about where I'm going next, and I got a job offer today that might mean that 'next' will come sooner than I'd thought. It's becoming pretty clear that Edwards isn't going to take the nomination (ok, it was clear from the beginning, dammit, but I'm a Democrat, and we do false hope with the best of them), and I can't quite stomach the idea of working for whichever candidate will. Which severely limits my options, especially in an election year -- and that brings me to today's job offer, which was from a think-tank in DC.
Part of me really, really wants to take it -- but it'll mean stepping away from the electoral part of the process, and I'm not sure I want to give that up, especially when the campaign hasn't called it quits yet. It would be a profound statement of surrender on my part, a way of bowing out of any responsibility for actually changing things, and I'm really not ready to move from the actual to the theoretical . At the same time there would be less travel, less stress, and more time to plan my damned wedding -- and there's this cynical little voice in my head that's screaming whoever gets elected is just going to fuck it up more. get out; get out while there's still time. I'm torn between wanting to keep doing everything I can and acknowledging that at this point the situation is irretrievable. It's the difference between never giving up and beating a dead horse -- and not being able to tell which one I'm doing is getting to me.
So prompt me. Give me two characters I'm familiar with; give me a prompt if you want, and I'll give you a scene with the two of them. (crossovers preferred; they're much more distracting.) And then I'll be writing, instead of sitting here waiting for Stargate Atlantis to come on. (and we're not even going to get into how ashamed I am to have finally surrendered to the crack addiction that is sga fandom)