I've got a new LJ, especially and only for my random wordy outbursts!
No longer will random ass crack fuelled prose clutter up this page - now it gets to clutter all over
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Uber uber quick, because I'm all twitchy today, and because I'd been drinking when I watched Doctor Who, so it's all a little hazy anyway...

I kinda feel Rose got a bit jipped. I mean, yeah, ok, she got A Doctor, but she didn't get HER Doctor. Not really.
And I know she couldn't, because, hello, a happy ending for the Doc?
With RTD in charge?
Don't be ( Read more... )

Tuesday, December 14th 2057

Day 2763 in The Bunker

Today is my 17th birthday.

Not that you can really celebrate anything in a twenty-foot box, but at least it helps mark the passage of time.

Mum was better today. Still woozy, and obviously in pain, but she hid it well. So well that I had to hide in the back storage and cry for twenty minutes ( Read more... )

OK, I'm looking for help here.

The bare bones of this story has been floating around in my head, so here's the begining. It's fuelled by three glasses of wine and is a first draft, so pre-emptive apologies, but I'd really like some feedback.
Are you interested in this character? Do you give a shit what happens to her? Do you get any ideas about what ( Read more... )

I'm well narked, cos my brain won't let me write anything original. It's filling my head full of scenarios for other peoples characters. So I figure, if I give in, it might behave and let me work on one of my stories for a change.

I'm not holding my breath, mind you.

So, here's some short Harry Potter fanfic.

Firstly,  'It All Depends On your Point ( Read more... )

My name is Alexandra Hawthorne. I’m 22 years old. That night was the weirdest thing that had ever happened to me. 72 hours later, I’d be running for my life, and bandaging a bleeding stranger would have seemed downright normal.