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Look at what your idea of success would be. The more that you take in external motivators, the more it reduces your ultimate satisfaction because it doesn't come from inside.
-Chris Messina

You hug your mum.  You hug her and your body is shaking and you just sob.  Just like that.  You cling onto her, because you couldn’t even touch him.  Not allowed ( Read more... )

I just want to say thank you to the lovely ambitious_woman  for buying paid time for this journal.  It was totally unexpected and soooo kind.  Thank you so much!

I saw this make a comeback on brigadiertardis ' journal, and I haven't done it in a while either. Or at all since the first and only time I did it.

Request any fic of mine and I will provide you with a commentary/annotations, like a DVD extra.

I did audio commentary last time, too. I think I might do it this way again. If I can think of things to say....

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Experience suggests it doesn't matter so much how you got here, as what you do after you arrive.
-Lois McMaster Bujold, Barrayar

For the first nineteen years of my life it felt like nothing happened. Nothing at all. Then I met a man called the Doctor. He took my hand. He told me to run. He showed me the whole of time and space. He could change ( Read more... )

You were born in London.

You were born in London to a mum and a dad. Your dad died. Your mum did the best she could. You did the best you could. You filled your life with fish and chips and gymnastics and organizing strikes with choirs. You find ways to make yourself special and you listen to your mum tell you about how special your dad was. ( Read more... )

Everything you can imagine is real. -Pablo Picasso

Once you look inside you can’t look away. Nothing else exists. The only thing in the universe is what’s coming from down below. You wouldn’t call it light, because it’s more than that. There’s a song. It fills your mind. She fills your mind. She fills your senses. It’s overwhelming. It’s ( Read more... )

My home is not a place, it is people. -Lois McMaster Bujold

Ida walks into the room.  Somewhat in a daze.  Rose peaks around her, wondering where the Doctor is, practically bouncing on her feet.  She even hits her head on the roof, which is very embarrassing.  Lucky for her, at least she hopes no one saw.

She nearly scares poor Ida to death when she ( Read more... )