November has begun, and it is once again time to dust off the writing gloves and spend the month throwing words at a page in a desperate attempt to get something that vaguely resembles a story.

My first NaNo (a heinous piece of writing that I am very willing to disown) featured a rock band, a ghost and a corrupt journalist.

My second NaNo ( ( Read more... )

... I miss the Torchwood intro, like, so much. The first time I ever watched Torchwood was the first episode of Series 2. I was bored, and supposed to be revising. I switched on my TV - it was a dinosaur model, and could pick up channels 1, 3, 4, some weird foreign-language thing that no other TV could pick up, and whatever was on downstairs - and ( Read more... )