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Jan. 20th, 2009 09:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardI am strongly resisting the urge to write a Peter and Edmund Golden Age story called "Bedlam Boys." Mostly because I am having the disconcerting experience of not actually having a plot, but having a title. (I am very nearly always the other way around.) Also because I'm having a moment of, "Dude, what's the etiquette about having part of your name in the title?" (The sad thing is this applies in RL, too. Not with Bedlam, obviously. My RL last name.)
But the plot thing is more important.
Where the hell is this sudden urge to write ten million words of Golden Age fic coming from? Isn't Dust enough? (No! scream the voices in my head. The angst and bitterness is overwhelming us! WE NEED TO BE HAPPY, DAMN IT!)
Classes suck. Why couldn't I go to one of those schools that cancelled for the inauguration? Or have one of those professors? (I do not. Clearly. Although, like, all my friends do.)
In other news, I have not seen my roommate since the day before yesterday. Well, okay.
But the plot thing is more important.
Where the hell is this sudden urge to write ten million words of Golden Age fic coming from? Isn't Dust enough? (No! scream the voices in my head. The angst and bitterness is overwhelming us! WE NEED TO BE HAPPY, DAMN IT!)
Classes suck. Why couldn't I go to one of those schools that cancelled for the inauguration? Or have one of those professors? (I do not. Clearly. Although, like, all my friends do.)
In other news, I have not seen my roommate since the day before yesterday. Well, okay.