Damn. Damn. Damn.

Just caught myself massively copping out on something with the Time Agency fanfic of dooooom.

But, then again, I think it makes sense for them all to be single. Going at it like rabbits in the background, maybe, but deliberately avoidant of emotional entanglements.

I'm actually more worried about how all of the male characters seem to have the same overcame some bad decisions, but fundamentally alright, now background, whilst the women are showing a worrying streak of being "nice" girls and disempowered as all fuck. Fortunately, this is all fixable. Dreary, but fixable.

Also still tapdancing on the dreaded After School Special landmine. Sigh.

Whew!

Churned out about 3,500 words which isn't much but what really matters is that the huge mess of scattered bits of information has been retrieved from various sources - my paper journal, my memory and assorted bits of paper - organized and recorded in a much more sensible fashion, so now I can actually make use of those ideas without spending twenty minutes trying to find/remember them.

Characters, backstory and setting are now done-enough to make with the actual plotting. Naturally, I can feel myself getting the fanficcer's equivalent of drymouth at the very idea.

Although, as my husband has mentioned, if nothing else, I've got material for a dynamite tabletop RPG - just add players!

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Thanks to some restaurant program on the Travel Channel, the follow-up ribbon for I'm sorry, I left my stunt tongue in my other pants has finally been determined.

"My tongue is on overload" - J. Harkness