Fic recs! (and other things)
Have you wondered what it would be like if Bartlett was the Federation President? And Toby was a Vulcan? And CJ was as awesome as only CJ can be?
I still want to be CJ when I grow up.
Then read This Is What's Next and Mr Kirk of Iowan by chaletian right now, this minute, and I promise you'll enjoy it. The voices are right *there* - particularly CJ - it's totally West Wing yet also totally Star Trek (the rebooted version).
I am working through the TARDIS Big Bang fics. So far, I've loved the Clyde piece to itty bits. Yes, I glomped straight onto the Clyde piece this year. There is very little Donna fic :-( I'm halfway through another and a bit meh about finishing it. The opening paragraphs were filled with awesome and intrigue, but that promise hasn't been fulfilled. Plus there is there are androids, the Master, Daleks and Cybermen and it feels like rather an excess of villains with no purpose. I keep feeling like I should recognise the two 'companion' characters, but there is nothing in the notes about this being a cross-over. They do give off faint Mary Sue whiffs, but that could just be oversensitivity. Lastly, the beta missed more typing errors than I really feel comfortable with for a ficathon like Big Bang.
Hmm, having read through my big list of dissatisfactions, perhaps this is a sign that it's time to give up and move onto the next fic?
In other news, I am in a weird sort of funk right now. I woke up feeling this way on Friday, so I suspect hormones, but it hasn't dissipated as expected over the weekend. Thus I am still feeling odd. This has taken the the form of not being happy (although not having the urge to cry all the time, thank god) quite a lot, wanting to hide under my bed covers and taking random naps every time I sit down for a few minutes. I slept through quite a lot of Wimbledon coverage this weekend while being smothered by kittens. Also I was headachey and nauseous on Saturday, which I assumed was due to the large glass of wine I consumed Friday evening, but continued with added fever yesterday and even I can't have a two-day hangover from one (large) glass of wine.
Today I am just headachey, sleepy and unhappy with ocassional stomach cramps. Perhaps it is lifting? My hip hurts like heck but increasing my anti-inflammatories has finally got my back under control again, so that's progress.
Think I'll sign off and do some actual work. Or read fic until actual work turns up, because I finished what I was working on considerably earlier than expected. Huh.
I still want to be CJ when I grow up.
Then read This Is What's Next and Mr Kirk of Iowan by chaletian right now, this minute, and I promise you'll enjoy it. The voices are right *there* - particularly CJ - it's totally West Wing yet also totally Star Trek (the rebooted version).
I am working through the TARDIS Big Bang fics. So far, I've loved the Clyde piece to itty bits. Yes, I glomped straight onto the Clyde piece this year. There is very little Donna fic :-( I'm halfway through another and a bit meh about finishing it. The opening paragraphs were filled with awesome and intrigue, but that promise hasn't been fulfilled. Plus there is there are androids, the Master, Daleks and Cybermen and it feels like rather an excess of villains with no purpose. I keep feeling like I should recognise the two 'companion' characters, but there is nothing in the notes about this being a cross-over. They do give off faint Mary Sue whiffs, but that could just be oversensitivity. Lastly, the beta missed more typing errors than I really feel comfortable with for a ficathon like Big Bang.
Hmm, having read through my big list of dissatisfactions, perhaps this is a sign that it's time to give up and move onto the next fic?
In other news, I am in a weird sort of funk right now. I woke up feeling this way on Friday, so I suspect hormones, but it hasn't dissipated as expected over the weekend. Thus I am still feeling odd. This has taken the the form of not being happy (although not having the urge to cry all the time, thank god) quite a lot, wanting to hide under my bed covers and taking random naps every time I sit down for a few minutes. I slept through quite a lot of Wimbledon coverage this weekend while being smothered by kittens. Also I was headachey and nauseous on Saturday, which I assumed was due to the large glass of wine I consumed Friday evening, but continued with added fever yesterday and even I can't have a two-day hangover from one (large) glass of wine.
Today I am just headachey, sleepy and unhappy with ocassional stomach cramps. Perhaps it is lifting? My hip hurts like heck but increasing my anti-inflammatories has finally got my back under control again, so that's progress.
Think I'll sign off and do some actual work. Or read fic until actual work turns up, because I finished what I was working on considerably earlier than expected. Huh.