Well...

Last night, I thought things had gone a little quiet on the Torchwood-fic front. Thought I might be able to get some of the older fics (the longer ones) dealt with, 'cause I've been working on them for ages and they deserve completion.

But no. I watched my brother's most recently completed film project bit (art students, eh?) which was extremely good, by the way. It was a collection of poems being read aloud, with various different styles of filming as a visual background to the words. Very nice.

And it created three Torchwood ideas, which just jumped up and smacked me in the face, laughing all the way.

One of them... To me, one of them is beautiful.

And yes, I'm writing it now.

Ah well.

Went to the auditiony bit. Except that 'cause the auditions were technically last Thursday (which was when I finally found out about them) and nothing's been official (or particularly well-organised, as far as I can see... or maybe I've just missed all the posters and bulletins that gave us such vital information as "it was on Thursday, hun, you missed it"?) I didn't get to sing tonight.

I have to go tomorrow lunchtime instead. (And here was you thinking I'd been turned down flat, right? Oh ye of little faith!)

So I'm now playing the backing track again, making sure I know what's what, writing Torchwood fic (the beautiful one), and looking through a very extensive screencap gallery from End of Days. Ooh. Pretty Ianto pics. *snatches*

Ahem.


EDIT to add: Oh, hello. There's a "Random Image" bit on the side that brings up anything remotely related to what you're looking at. I just got a pic of Jack plus gun from Doctor Who Season 1 Episode 12. Ie, Jack plus gun, minus clothes. Well. Random images are clearly the way forward.