Well, what do *you* do when you can’t sleep?

I had this whole fucking fic written at 12:45 last night, but I had no computer so well, we all know where that story is. At that great unfulfilled plot bunny resting place in the sky. Damnit. I have to write something before I go barmy.

I can’t get over some of this historical fiction I’m reading. I couldn’t resist this.

*idea nicked from alexander:child of a dream by valerio manfredi*


( Cutting Teeth: A Dialogue )