So I am worried about my mental health, both in the comedic, hey, I seem to be making a lot of off-the-wall life decisions recently and also in the almost as comedic, hey, I think my life may be happening to someone else. This does not feel like my periodic instances of sensible mental ill-health that are cured with rest and time and self-awareness. Those are well-smoothed pebbles. This feels like the river itself, turning over rocks. I am told that the current heatwave is rather like the one we had in the summer of 2003, during which I was sixteen and in flux, writing fic incessantly, seized with an inarticulable ungluing under my skin. There is nothing new under the sun.
Speaking of the sun, it's very warm. Work is.... quite dull, at the moment; I have no files of my own, for reasons that are kind of depressing to go into, so I'm pottering along doing not much of anything. Wedding planning marches on and is far outpacing me. (Everyone's got an opinion! But I don't. I don't really have any opinions about anything.) I am supposed to be doing a thousand things, both right now and in the general case, and instead I am sitting here gently overheating and idly plotting what a Vorkosigan/M*A*S*H fusion AU would look like.
(Why I am doing this, I don't know. But remember the bit right at the beginning with the eleven (seventeen? some number, anyway) uterine replicators the Barrayarans have been given to deal with at the prison camp? Imagine the military field hospital attached to the camp - dedicated, but anarchic, and by this point in the war, very cranky - who are suddenly tasked with the responsibility. Yeah.)
The sun is shining; I am going to Edinburgh tomorrow; I am, at least, still writing; still here, still here, still here.
Speaking of the sun, it's very warm. Work is.... quite dull, at the moment; I have no files of my own, for reasons that are kind of depressing to go into, so I'm pottering along doing not much of anything. Wedding planning marches on and is far outpacing me. (Everyone's got an opinion! But I don't. I don't really have any opinions about anything.) I am supposed to be doing a thousand things, both right now and in the general case, and instead I am sitting here gently overheating and idly plotting what a Vorkosigan/M*A*S*H fusion AU would look like.
(Why I am doing this, I don't know. But remember the bit right at the beginning with the eleven (seventeen? some number, anyway) uterine replicators the Barrayarans have been given to deal with at the prison camp? Imagine the military field hospital attached to the camp - dedicated, but anarchic, and by this point in the war, very cranky - who are suddenly tasked with the responsibility. Yeah.)
The sun is shining; I am going to Edinburgh tomorrow; I am, at least, still writing; still here, still here, still here.
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on 2013-07-17 11:27 pm (UTC)OMG. Yes. I never thought of it till this moment, but dammit, it would work. Hawkeye's commentary on the situation would be priceless. And Margaret's, heh.
I hope you are feeling better soon, and yes, things do go round in cycles. Hope it cools off, too. (I mean, it's much hotter here, but we're sort of used to it and have air conditioning everywhere.)
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on 2013-07-20 12:24 pm (UTC)And thanks for your kind words - I am in Scotland, where it is cooler, and feeling a little better. :)
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on 2013-07-20 01:12 pm (UTC)And thank you - I'm so glad to have met Martin. And Frank is not a bad perspective on Lost, being somewhat an outsider, but it would still be fairly incomprehensible, yes. :)
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on 2013-07-17 10:50 pm (UTC)Enjoy Edinburgh, and good luck with the planning. xx
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on 2013-07-17 11:40 pm (UTC)Mental health things. You've got a lot of stresses at the moment, it seems, which might be dislodging your sensible, smooth pebbles.
Have an excellent time in Edinburgh! And, I would absolutely love that fic, were you to write it. I'm relatively un-busy until the end of August and would be happy to beta, when the time comes.
xo
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