All these weeks with no fic ideas, and abruptly I have a deluge. Damn it. If anyone knows where to find a thought transcriber, now would be a really great time to point me toward it. ^^ My thanks to Wendy and that Nine/Rose ficathon over at hearts_in_time for putting Nine back in my head. I missed him.

( On The Sontaran Strategem )

Life's a trifle strange lately. On the one hand, I've survived the ficathon without having to commit seppuku to atone for my shame, and there's a truly excellent story being written to my prompts to boot; on the other hand, my mother's a bit down due to the death of one of her younger cousins (whom I have never met. My ignorance of my own damn ( Read more... )

So I've been spending my days of freedom trying to get my bedtime to a reasonable hour, get my entry for the ficathon I recklessly signed up for done (these two are not exactly compatible), devouring library books at a fairly disturbing clip, and changing my e-mail address, because god alone knows how long my school one will let me in. (This is the ( Read more... )

Free. And still the worst judge of my own work ever. ("An e-mail... saying she was impressed with my final? But... I thought I was half-assing that. How in the hell...?") Of course, keeping that in mind's gonna help me during the ficathon I recklessly joined. "Maybe this fic isn't a shame upon my family's honor for which I will have to commit ( Read more... )

I don't have much time-- one of my finals is a ten-page paper due Tuesday, and I actually have a number of comments and things to respond to, the volume of which is rather new to me-- but I'll spare just a second to talk about 'Voyage of the Damned'. I actually kind of liked it, until it got me in trouble with my mother. I'll explain ( Read more... )

My thoughts keep running around in the same circles-- or maybe more like a spring, or the ridges on a screw, because it might be getting somewhere, gradually, a little more with each iteration. So let's get it down, just in case that stands a chance of leaving me free to finally think about something ELSE. (I'll warn you there's a LOT of ramblin' ( Read more... )

Thank GOD, I have finished my paper. All I'll need to do now is a little editing, title page/headers, minor, minor stuff. This makes the rest of my week SO much less insane. And helps with next week, too. Praise Be to Whatever Deity Deemed Responsible ( Read more... )

*hums happily* Utopia and Sound of Drums are pretty much the only Ten episodes that make me happy. It's not because Ten's any better in them; on the contrary, in the beginning of Utopia, Ten's assholery, previously staggering, reaches truly epic and uncharted levels. But it's knowing that he's actually going to get a little of what he's got coming ( Read more... )

I can't really comment on the DW/TW episodes last week, as I barely watched them. Though, I did see the Doctor's message on the wall in "Blink". "Love, The Doctor, 1969"... My first thought was, as usual, "That tramp". Then, "1969, of course! I'm sure he'll be very happy..." And then my mind drifted to a bad Austin Powers '60's. "DOCTOR! What the ( Read more... )

...I missed the last few minutes of Family of Blood. I was distracted. I don't know if I should say what by above an lj-cut. Those who know me can probably hazard a pretty good guess. I think I'm calmer now ( Read more... )