korilian

Remember when I said that "what Merlin really needs, is some really nasty, angsty, dark Uther/Merlin. Preferably noncon?"

I'm writing it. *head desk*. I'm only 5 pages in, but I can tell that it could be epic if I'm not careful. Already I'm planting red herrings and struggling to keep the ANGST from spinning wildly into Uther/Merlin shipping. What would we call that anyway? Utherlin? Merther? (I like that last one, but it's to easily confused with Merlin/Arthur).
Seriously though, I have to keep this bitch under control, before I have the boys riding out of Camelot on a dragon, ala HP.
The only reason I'm so productive is because I REALLY need to be studying for a monster test on monday. *gulp*

Anyway, I should have the first big part done sometime next week maybe if someone would be willing to proofread and bounce ideas with me?

So here  am wearing my cute little designer outfit (how can I afford designer clothes you ask? I can't. I get to wear them for work. Whee!). I think the pen stripes on MY FACE might spoil the effect a little though. *head desk*

First Intensive Spanish lesson this week. It's fun (so far). We get taught some basic Spanish and are then expected to speak it for three hours straight.

On the General criminal badass fic front: SG1 has only just arrived in Pegasus and I'm already getting stuck on things I'll have to rewrite. I think it might be best to just wrestle on and write the rest of the fic like It's already been fixed. If I don't I'll get stuck writing endless versions and never make the deadline... hell, it'll never get posted. I wish I could shut off my damn brain sometimes.

I miss the days when I used to be able to write. Let me rephrase, I miss the days, back when I first discovered fanfiction and was blissfully ignorant enough to write dazzling tales about Mary-Sues. When I shamelessly dared to have Britney Spears the vampire slayer frolic around on FF.net. To POST stories without bothering with silly things like spelling or grammar, or plot.

I know teen fangirl writers are minions of Satan, but it was such a happy time. I woe the day I started taking writing serious, because I've hardly been able to get anything out of my keyboard since. (bet everyone else was relieved though ;)