Trials and Tribulations of a Scottish Lassie
So today I'm feeling a little homesick. It sucks living 600 miles from your friends and family. Not that I'm missing my family *cough* but my friends, the mountains and the sea. Roll on when we can move back North. It's so cliche'd but it's like the Cheers theme tune 'Where everybody knows your name', I long to be able to walk into my friends house and drop myself on the sofa and have a laugh about nothing over a glass of wine or a cup of tea. Sappy or what?!
Typing up my fic at the momemt, in three paragraphs I'm going to run out of handwritten material and will need to get my bloody muse to play nice again.
On the plus side I just found out a movie is being made based on Northern Lights, from the His Dark Materials trilogy by Phillip Pullman *squeee* It's gonna be some movie, they're fantastic books.
Soooo...here goes with the typing thing again, fingers crossed my muse comes back to play!
Typing up my fic at the momemt, in three paragraphs I'm going to run out of handwritten material and will need to get my bloody muse to play nice again.
On the plus side I just found out a movie is being made based on Northern Lights, from the His Dark Materials trilogy by Phillip Pullman *squeee* It's gonna be some movie, they're fantastic books.
Soooo...here goes with the typing thing again, fingers crossed my muse comes back to play!