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What a crazy week. Someone wants to translate a fic I considered a throw away. First one anyone wanted to translate. MidnightMoonlight loved it to, and now this new reader out of nowhere. I'm cool with it. A lot of my previous fandom is in Russian and it should slot in really well in a second language.
Plus now I've been given an idea for Clarkson/Siddiq Khan. I can see it in my head, but I have to find the right voice.
Still working on the big fic, going to start on the chapter where main female character tells her sister about the relationship. Gonna tie it into that pic of her in the black dress that's so amazing. Figured that out mostly in my head too. Need to figure out the details (transport, clubs they do to, etc.) but it's in there. Wish I had a drill to just let the stuff pour out of my head instead of having to type it.
My house is a mess. The yard needs a cut but it's always raining on my days off. Have to drive back downtown tomorrow and buy some stamps sometime before I collapse. Appointment isn't until 1:30p, so I'll be up at least 30 hours in a row again. Eight psychiatric patients holding up the unit. Can't move anyone with real injuries/illnesses in because all the beds are filled with psych patients. I keep telling management we need psych services, someplace to put these people so the beds can fill with traditional ER patients, but to no avail. They're going to wait until someone dies before something happens. Might not be today, might not be tomorrow, but soon someone will die.
Plus now I've been given an idea for Clarkson/Siddiq Khan. I can see it in my head, but I have to find the right voice.
Still working on the big fic, going to start on the chapter where main female character tells her sister about the relationship. Gonna tie it into that pic of her in the black dress that's so amazing. Figured that out mostly in my head too. Need to figure out the details (transport, clubs they do to, etc.) but it's in there. Wish I had a drill to just let the stuff pour out of my head instead of having to type it.
My house is a mess. The yard needs a cut but it's always raining on my days off. Have to drive back downtown tomorrow and buy some stamps sometime before I collapse. Appointment isn't until 1:30p, so I'll be up at least 30 hours in a row again. Eight psychiatric patients holding up the unit. Can't move anyone with real injuries/illnesses in because all the beds are filled with psych patients. I keep telling management we need psych services, someplace to put these people so the beds can fill with traditional ER patients, but to no avail. They're going to wait until someone dies before something happens. Might not be today, might not be tomorrow, but soon someone will die.
