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Ever since last weekend, with it's Temeraire 4 and The Intuitionist binge reading, and the filing that resulted in me having actual access to my art supplies with resulted in me actually *drawing* something....

I've been in this creative headspace. It starts around 4 in the afternoon, when I begin to be absolutely useless at work and can barely even put away my stuff I'm so scattered.

But then I come home and I read or I draw or I cook or something.

Tonight, I talked to Teal'c. Or rather, Sam talked to Teal'c.

And then I came home and wrote 1500 words in a great explosion that has left my brain feeling a little... vacuumed. I haven't even got to the conversation yet, the one they had when I was driving home from work. The one that brought me up short in the produce isle picking up scallions.

I feel so... hijacked.

Wierd.

For the record, Teal'c could have totally started talking to me about the late reel_sg1 fic I have beta comments on. But he didn't. You just can't predict him sometimes.

Also, Sam is surprising me a little with her voice in this. It's apparently been a while since I wrote Sam POV. Why is that, again?

I haven't updated Area 52 or any other archive in ages. I think it's all current in my sidebar and tags and the archive post here, but I'm once again having that 'maybe I should get a webpage' kind of idea. I generally get over that when I realize I don't really have the slightest clue how to go about getting, building or maintaining a webpage. I know it's probably not that hard, it's just a high energy of activation.

Right... I have nothing of substance to say, just... you know. Okay, leaving now.