When I couldn't find anything productive to do, I decided to get Left Behind uploaded to the Archive of Our Own. Since it's actually novel-sized, it took some time, even though I'd already gotten the first few chapters uploaded over the past couple of days.
As I was putting in the html coding, I was reading, as you do.
Do you ever get lost in reading something you've written and come away from it thinking, "I wrote that? Me?"
Four or five years later, and I still like the darn thing. :)
If any of you guys are up for a 56k word Farscape fic set in early season three (jumping off point is Eat Me, probably the most disturbing ep ever and one that I only watched once), you can check it out
here.
In the immortal words of Han Solo, sometimes I even amaze myself.