"If I gambled on that, it'd be an abuse of my privilege as a traveler in time." "Ten quid?" "Done."

I keep fluctuating between exhausted and wide awake, and barely being able to look at my NaNo without wanting to throw it across the room and being madly in love with it. It's... really frustrating and I don't know why it's happening, but it can stop any time now.

But hey, I'm a day ahead and then some, so I think I can allow myself a little time to set the novel aside and poke at other things. I've already cleared (almost) all the tags in my inbox, and the ones I haven't, I have no brain for at the moment. So now it's either posting Sam into Milliways, or writing some fanfic.

Given that posting Sam would require putting on Life on Mars so that I can get into proper Samvoice (and remember various plot details), and I'm really enjoying rewatching season two of Doctor Who right now, I think I'm going to go look at some prompt community and write something with the Doctor. Yes, I am taking a break from writing by... writing. What of it?