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[essayel]

Miserable - that's me. Apologies to everyone I've been snappy or short with this past week - it's January, I'm feeling menopausal and I have a stinking cold..I also have a really good dose of writer's block and that's the worst thing of all.

Oh well... look, everyone's offering to do these fic commentaries so I'm offering to do so too. If anyone out there has read one and is sufficiently interested, or sufficiently confused by my thought processes, to care I'll try to explain what and where and why and all the rest of it.

For now I'm off to bed with a Lemsip, a box of Elizabeth Shaw mint crisps and Jack Aubrey and Stephen Maturin (two of the slashiest characters ever to grace the printed page).

Oh lord the weatherman says that on Tuesday it's going to be winter. I'm going to stay in bed!!

Comments

[casfic.livejournal.com]

Oh you never said you were feeling poorly when we were chatting! commiserations. Lemsip and mint crisps sound just the ticket, but put some whisky in that lemsip and you'll feel right as rain tomorrow!

[gonzothegreat.livejournal.com]

(begins loading the citrius catapult for trans-Atlantic)

[essayel.livejournal.com]

bean products

Hmmm...a trade off between menopausal symptoms and chronic flatulence... I'm not sure which to go for there!

[rhi]

{{{hugs}} I prescribe good fic, hot drink of choice, warm blankets, and possibly a cat to pet, but that part's optional. Hope things start to look better for you.

I'll ask for commentary later, when it won't be a chore.

[metallumai.livejournal.com]

I would like to know more about the epic and its timeline.

But in the meantime, just stay warm, make someone go out and get you some lavender-scented bath salts, and let them get their own supper. And if you get sick leave, take at least a day off. They owe you, for making you sit through that silly course.