I have some Really Great Ideas lying around in places, but... nothing I want to write when I'm feeling like this. There have to be simple oneshots of, like, five hundred words or so that I can write just to get out of this funk, but my brain won't work. And oh. I think that conman!Jack/Ethan Rayne does need to exist. Hee.

...If my brain were less foggy, I'm sure I could make sense of that in a way that it actually... applies... because it sounds like good advice. Somehow. ♥