(We'll assume it's part 2.)

So I've been reading Mike Carey's Felix Castor (London exorcist) series and now I've got Felix Castor/Gary Coldwood hate!sex on my mind.

But... how? What is words?

*sigh*

There's a Sahara/Uncharted crossover blooming in my head at the moment and it's just not fair.

So, I've got the beginning of the story, and the end of the story.

Where do I send it to get the middle bits written?

Deadline approaches.

Open pretty-much-finished-just-needs-to-be-edited document.

Re-read the first paragraph three times.

Stare at the rest of the text for 30 seconds.

Minimize.

Open Solitaire.

Mostly for my own amusement I've been futzing around with Google Docs (which, by the way, is high on my list of Best Things Ever), and I've made a folder for the fics-in-progress I've been working on in the past month. (Anything older than that is unfortunately, but most probably, never going to see the digital light of day, ever.) In one respect, ( Read more... )

What I know nothing about: underground trains, 'the tube', public transport in London.

What I decide to write a fill about at sherlockbbc_fic: Sherlock on the tube.

S'about time for a *facepalm* icon, don't you think?

You know how it goes.  You have a shiny new fandom and you're a happy magpie.  You have an OTP/OT3/whatever, life is good.  And then WHAM, a new pairing you'd never even thought of takes ahold and BAM, it's all you can think about.  Thoughts of your original pair are pushed to the sidelines, and before you know it, THANK YOU MA'AM, you spend all ( Read more... )

Every year I tell myself I'm going to come up with some epic idea for NaNoWriMo.

I never do.

:[

Also, November often turns out to be a really, really awful time of year. Usually all that stuff I've been neglecting to do all semester suddenly become due.

So I haven't even watched Merlin 3x04 (or any of season 3... or season 2, but that's beside the point) but I knew John Hopkins was going to be in this episode.  Mom loves the show so I make sure she knows when it's on, and I popped in and out while she was watching it.

Enough to see John's part as Sir Oswald and not!Sir Oswald.  And now I ( Read more... )

I'm back from the fair - it was wet.  Four-ish hours in the rain, and mist, and that weird coming-at-you-sideways mist.  All on about three hours of sleep.

Why didn't I get more sleep the night before?  Knowing I was going to have a busy day, why didn't I plan ahead?  You may scoff, but I'll let you know that I did get to bed early.  And then sat ( Read more... )