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I want to write fic.
May. 31st, 2008 09:58 pmI miss Robin Hood. A huge, rediculous amount. It's left a hole in my head that nothing - not Doctor Who, not Pushing Daisies, not baby bunnies - can fill.
But writing (and reading) fic is BEYOND painful right now.
And yet, I need it.
It's like having a compulsive need to slam myself in the head repeatedly with a hammer. :(
But I'm thinking that easing steadily back into it might help. So, I'm throwing this open to the floor:
Give me a pairing and a theme word and I will do my best to write you a drabble*. Hit me, f-listies!
*note: I reserve the right not to produce anything if this gets too depressing. I'm just trying to find something to get my sinuses firing.
Random Edit:I miss my rabbits. I want them home with me really badly. I want to be able to keep checking on the babies and feeding Lucy lots of high-calorie pellets and scratching Robin's nose (which he LOVES). I officially named the first of the babies today - the big fat black otter (who I think is a boy). His name is Coniglio. Which means 'rabbit' in Italian. Yes, I am THAT clever. And I know it's silly to be so sure when he's only a week old, but it really suits him. They're my little rabbit-family. I can't wait to be able to have them in my flat with me in the evenings, lolling about the place without needing to be in the cages all the time.
But writing (and reading) fic is BEYOND painful right now.
And yet, I need it.
It's like having a compulsive need to slam myself in the head repeatedly with a hammer. :(
But I'm thinking that easing steadily back into it might help. So, I'm throwing this open to the floor:
Give me a pairing and a theme word and I will do my best to write you a drabble*. Hit me, f-listies!
*note: I reserve the right not to produce anything if this gets too depressing. I'm just trying to find something to get my sinuses firing.
Random Edit:I miss my rabbits. I want them home with me really badly. I want to be able to keep checking on the babies and feeding Lucy lots of high-calorie pellets and scratching Robin's nose (which he LOVES). I officially named the first of the babies today - the big fat black otter (who I think is a boy). His name is Coniglio. Which means 'rabbit' in Italian. Yes, I am THAT clever. And I know it's silly to be so sure when he's only a week old, but it really suits him. They're my little rabbit-family. I can't wait to be able to have them in my flat with me in the evenings, lolling about the place without needing to be in the cages all the time.
