( I found the story I had been looking for last night. Mythic fiction -- including a bit of background -- behind the cut. )

( A little bit of myth. A little bit of eros. To commemorate the return of spring, and a very special morning this time last year. )

Tortuga was like any other intoxicant -- best imbibed in moderation. But in some circumstances, the past few weeks being a particularly wretched case in point, a large dose was called for.

I did sit down and start writing my Norrington fic yesterday. The voices and images would not stop playing in my head, and I know from long experience that at that point the only thing to be done is to write it out ( Read more... )