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I seem to be developing a cough. One of the really, really unpleasant ones that feels like it's kind of trying to rip your lungs out through your throat? Yeah. One of those. I wish it would stop. It's July. This can't at least happen in winter? You know? When it's supposed to? Bah.
Although, really, summer in Florida? Probably worse for my ability to breathe than winter in places further north.
I need to write. And do some other stuff. Which I am having trouble getting the motivation to do. Blah. My trouble writing things lately is that I don't want to finish anything. I want to start a million things. I get to where I might finish something, and I freeze up. It's annoying. I did, however, beta
lionessvalenti's so-called Fic from Hell, which was fantastic, and made me happy. I missed her writing.
Though I'm so glad I read it while Evie wasn't home, because reading Doctor Who or Torchwood fic, especially when I'm trying to edit it, I cannot keep myself from reading the dialogue aloud. Especially when it's the Doctor or Gwen, and you do not want to hear my attempts at a Welsh accent. Ever. Ianto, I can never figure out, so I don't even bother. It's really just so I can figure out where the emphasis goes on a line, but I probably sound absolutely ridiculous.
I don't know, apparently it was important for everyone to know that.
I'm just gonna go back to hacking up my lungs now, I think.
Although, really, summer in Florida? Probably worse for my ability to breathe than winter in places further north.
I need to write. And do some other stuff. Which I am having trouble getting the motivation to do. Blah. My trouble writing things lately is that I don't want to finish anything. I want to start a million things. I get to where I might finish something, and I freeze up. It's annoying. I did, however, beta
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Though I'm so glad I read it while Evie wasn't home, because reading Doctor Who or Torchwood fic, especially when I'm trying to edit it, I cannot keep myself from reading the dialogue aloud. Especially when it's the Doctor or Gwen, and you do not want to hear my attempts at a Welsh accent. Ever. Ianto, I can never figure out, so I don't even bother. It's really just so I can figure out where the emphasis goes on a line, but I probably sound absolutely ridiculous.
I don't know, apparently it was important for everyone to know that.
I'm just gonna go back to hacking up my lungs now, I think.
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Date: 2008-07-25 11:33 pm (UTC)*offers soup?*
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Date: 2008-07-26 03:54 am (UTC)Except for the random early 90's Jack/Roger crossover fic I started playing with... having an on-hand English Roger is really handy for such things.Now that I have it in my head, since we discussed it, I'm really falling fond of the idea of Gwen/Ianto.
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Date: 2008-07-26 03:59 am (UTC)I NEED TO SEE THIS FIC.I adore the idea of Gwen/Ianto. I haven't ever actually written it, or read any fic about it, but the idea makes me happy. Then again, Doctor Who/Torchwood is one of those fandoms where I will ship just about anyone if you give me time to figure out how it works.
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Date: 2008-07-26 04:27 am (UTC)It's still scribbled ideas in my notebook right now, but you will be the first to see it once/if it becomes something more.Yeah, the major issue with Gwen/Ianto for me is my love of Rhys. I'm not going to squash or disregard him for the sake of shipping. But I'll see what I can do. I can be creative. Or something.
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Date: 2008-07-26 07:03 am (UTC)Mmmm... cookies.
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Date: 2008-08-02 05:16 pm (UTC)Try not to hack up your lungs as then I'll have to send Wilson over to help House shove them back in and right now he's playing tennis with Amneris (he's teaching her apparently...) The people in my head frighten me sometimes.
(And Oh my Collins, I'm reading your journal!)