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Final Day of Vacation

It amuses me, or pleases me, that I have had a vacation with two miserably painful days spent in bed, thus rather thoroughly bollocksing a large number of my plans, and can still say at the end that it was a good vacation. (Yes, I still have the weekend, but that's the weekend. Hush.)

I'm actually up and dressed today. While I can still feel the back muscle complaining, it really is not enough to keep me abed. And I swear that today I'm going to do the work mail recovery thing I'd pledged to do. Over the weekend, I am going to organize at least the top of my desk.

And I am actually writing some fic. Or, to be more precise, I've returned to a Brian, Gus and Tabetha post TATM fic in the canon worldview that I completely reject in my head.  My worldview has the Ponds, Eleventy and River going down the pub after their cemetery encounter, because River has come up behind that pesky Angel and bashed it to granite dust, having used her vortex manipulator to go and change the timeline because RIVER CAN DO ANYTHING HUSH. Still, it has the feel of a potentially good fic if I can figure out where the hell it's going.

(Why
[personal profile] kaffyr will never be a professional fiction writer. She Does Not Do Outlines, because she's an idiot, and doesn't mind remaining one.)

I think I mentioned I saw Agent Carter a couple of nights ago, but I didn't talk about it much.

HERE BE SPOILERS


I was ecstatic that they brought the Red Room into the story (says the woman who's never read the actual comics storyline for Natasha, and knows the Red Room only second hand and from good fic. Wow.) It was absolutely chilling, and I'm glad it was, because you get a sense of what the SSR - however fucked up and brutal their methods are - is fighting against, even if they don't yet know it.

I don't know who Dottie is, but I think she's a contemporary of Natasha's (which makes Nat's "1984" birthdate more of a meta on where she came from and less of an actual fact, but others have probably already noticed that.) Also, the last scene, with Dottie chaining herself to the bed in order to sleep was possibly the saddest and most chilling piece of all, a totally well-built bit of casual horror. That's what stays with me from the episode, although I adored seeing the Howling Commandos, especially Dum Dum  (I love Neal McDonough, so seeing him was great). And I did like seeing the SSR team, which I've come to respect, even if I'm not at all sure I like them, starting to see the light about Howard Stark and Leviathan. I'm still wondering who the hell the mole is, and I'm really hoping it's not Souza.

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liadtbunny
Feb. 6th, 2015 06:32 pm (UTC)
Hurrah for fic writing:)

Leave the desk - they don't want to be tidied. Things will only move back when you're not looking. Stuff is sneaky like that;p
kaffyr
Feb. 6th, 2015 06:46 pm (UTC)
Heh - but I need to have some working space, and I find that if I don't make a serious bid to de-paper the desk, my work time gets eaten up by glaring at the piles, and gnawing at my fingernails. So I think of cleaning the desk as cheap therapy. As one does.