You are the unforcasted storm
Oh boy. I think putting NaNo on ice was just as well, really, because words of a fictional variety are just not happening at the moment. Which is a shame, because I'd love to be working on said NaNo, or Yuletide, or rs_small_gifts, or the first foray into SGA I'm contemplating for mcsmooch, etc etc. 
Instead, big long essay/rant type things keep seeming to appear, considering that my brain is doing nothing but trying to churn out said essays at the moment, I guess it's a bit inevitable. Anyway, I've successfully convinced myself that really, no, no one cares about my thoughts on yaoi my thoughts on the anti-slash vs. anti-het debate that seems to keep cropping at fandomsecrets at the moment (I suspect watching that comm is a bad, bad idea, but it's so compelling, somehow), and various other things that I've been this close to ranting about over the past couple of days.
Still faintly contemplating finally following through on the queerness in Doctor Who & Torchwood thing I've been threatening to write for however long, with exciting subheadings like 'people assume the Doctor's heterosexual because why?', 'Jack and Gender', 'the Problem of Toshiko' and 'okay, Torchwood, it'd be sort of nice if you stopped being so damned post-gay already'. Or something, I don't know. Meta, I has it.
In the meantime, I slink back to the vidding as being the only non-work thing I seem to be capable of at the minute. It's something creative! It involves no words! Bless iMovie's little heart. Though my brain appears to be so mushy that the only thing I'm making progress on is the vid which is pretty much just 'Guns! Aliens! Sex! Explosions! - Welcome to Cardiff'. :D
Instead, big long essay/rant type things keep seeming to appear, considering that my brain is doing nothing but trying to churn out said essays at the moment, I guess it's a bit inevitable. Anyway, I've successfully convinced myself that really, no, no one cares about my thoughts on yaoi my thoughts on the anti-slash vs. anti-het debate that seems to keep cropping at fandomsecrets at the moment (I suspect watching that comm is a bad, bad idea, but it's so compelling, somehow), and various other things that I've been this close to ranting about over the past couple of days.
Still faintly contemplating finally following through on the queerness in Doctor Who & Torchwood thing I've been threatening to write for however long, with exciting subheadings like 'people assume the Doctor's heterosexual because why?', 'Jack and Gender', 'the Problem of Toshiko' and 'okay, Torchwood, it'd be sort of nice if you stopped being so damned post-gay already'. Or something, I don't know. Meta, I has it.
In the meantime, I slink back to the vidding as being the only non-work thing I seem to be capable of at the minute. It's something creative! It involves no words! Bless iMovie's little heart. Though my brain appears to be so mushy that the only thing I'm making progress on is the vid which is pretty much just 'Guns! Aliens! Sex! Explosions! - Welcome to Cardiff'. :D