Okay, so in my morning email sift, I get a John Barrowman Google Alert (this is something that I set up ages ago, and I just keep forgetting to turn off ^_^ Not that I mind, you know...)

Anyway, it had a link to this page where John is talking about marketing a line of toys to kids... or rather, not.

What was said:
‘We can’t make Torchwood toys,’ ( Read more... )

Okay, so I was tired, but my brain wouldn't slow down from the amazingness that is Breaking Dawn (more on that to follow) and so I decided on some silliness. (For those of you who don't know, silliness is like a sleeping drug to me. It wears me out faster than anything else... well, almost anything. ^_-)

Anyway, I did a search for John Barrowman, ( Read more... )

Gareth rolled to his side, smiling slightly as his dream world slowly faded from around him. It had been such a nice dream, and he was a little sorry to see it go, but the day needed to begin. And he couldn’t concentrate on what he needed to do today if he was lost in starry-eyed fantasies about a certain blue-eyed entertainer.

He frowned; that ( Read more... )

Title: Bugle Boy Barrowman
Written by: ( Read more... )

Okay, so this letter is at least better than my letter to Gareth... mostly because I'm actually sending this one! Well, sort of ... a friend of mine is compiling letters to John Barrowman on how Captain Jack Harkness has changed our lives. Mine was actually kind of sappy first time through... and was incredibly 'fangirlish'... so I did my best to ( Read more... )

“James? What’s wrong?” James glanced up to see John standing in front of him.

“I’m going crazy, that’s all.” John smiled at that, and sat down next to him. They were taking a well-deserved break from filming, and James had snuck out back for a cigarette.

Or ‘nipping out for a quick fag’, as John had teased him earlier. Of course, John ( Read more... )

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, Jack. What if someone sees us?”

“Ianto, would you stop worrying? Nobody is going to see us, we’ll be fine!”

“But even so… they can hear us, can’t they?”

“So you’ll just have to be a little quieter then, won’t you?”

“Jack!”

“Hush, you’re supposed to be quieter, remember?”

“No… Jack, I meant… move ( Read more... )

Title: The Three L’s; Love, Laughter and Laptops
Written by: The Eternally Damned One ( mrssjwLength: Lotsa Scrolls ( Read more... )