"I might have been a poet, who walked upon the moon."

[erin_giles]

I need help from my lovely flist. I already know a few of your are signing up for the 2nd round at tardis_bigbang and some crazy part of my brain has also decided that this is a good idea, mainly because I don't really have a lot of creative writing on my course at the moment and I thought this would fill my writing criteria for the next few weeks

Comments

[phantomreviewer]

I adore the first one, full stop.

But I also like the second one, up until she gets the job. I think that the battling over grief to safe a life is very fitting for a torchwood fic but ... I dunno.

You could pull them both off though.

[erin_giles]

I've changed the second one after your suggestion... there's two choices now... either she gets the job... blah blah blah... or she doesn't get the job because she sees all the destruction that lies in the wake of Torchwood and doesn't want to be a part of that. Jack lets her walk away with her memories intact though, mainly because Ianto bullies him into it. (insert Lisa reminiscing moment). I dunno, I still feel like I'm swaying more towards the Rhys & Ianto centric one...

And don't encourage me to write both. My competitive streak will kick in and then I'll never do any college work...

[phantomreviewer]

Then I'm going with the Ianto and Rhys centric one. It'd have more... I dunno... life to it?

Although I like the idea of this doctor woman I think that the former will be better.

And I'm not even going to suggest writing both! I'm having trouble with 14 lines at the moment (not like I'll be getting the deadline anytimg soon however...)

[erin_giles]

I think it's going to be the Ianto & Rhys one - the people have spoken. And I dunno... both would have a sufficient amount of drama in them but I've been thinking about the first fic for most of today and I've got scenes bubbling out my ears.

Yeah I've been busy angsting over poetry all week for a magazine. I'm shying away from words for a while I feel.

[phantomreviewer]

I can hardly read the writing on your page, it's really dark. Sorry just had to get that out my system.

Scenes bubblying out your ears sound painful but possible quick.

I'm stuck on my 10th lines of this sonnet, I just can't keep it going!