I went through a re-obsession during my dissertation writing (or not writing, I should say), since I really had nothing else to do and I had them on my hardrive.
And then I remembered that I really do still love Peter Wingfield, and things just disintegrated from there. Sanctuary Eps. 12&13 didn't really help.
And then I started reading fanfic again and realised why I loved it in the first place. There were very few Mary Sues/stupid teenagers in the HL fandom. Blessed relief. And the number one reason I seem to have fallen out from the DW fandom.
And somehow that all came back to Rupert Everett and Lord Byron. Don't ask. It was, however, a brilliant revelation in it's magnitude. Most of which came from my own massive stupidity.
I keep doing work but I don't seem to be actually accomplishing anything in the way of product to show for it. That's bad right? Yes, that's bad.
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And then I remembered that I really do still love Peter Wingfield, and things just disintegrated from there. Sanctuary Eps. 12&13 didn't really help.
And then I started reading fanfic again and realised why I loved it in the first place. There were very few Mary Sues/stupid teenagers in the HL fandom. Blessed relief. And the number one reason I seem to have fallen out from the DW fandom.
And somehow that all came back to Rupert Everett and Lord Byron. Don't ask. It was, however, a brilliant revelation in it's magnitude. Most of which came from my own massive stupidity.
I keep doing work but I don't seem to be actually accomplishing anything in the way of product to show for it. That's bad right? Yes, that's bad.