I feel the need to whine...

Not about life, just bunnies. The fact that I used to churn out at least one piece of fanfic a week. Okay, it wasn't that great, but still. I'm lucky if I write one piece of fanfic in three months these days. My fanfic bunnies have gone and colonised the part of my brain that deals with original characters I invented a while back, coming up with new twists, AUs, historical fic (Never invent a big sprawling set of ancient interconnected Cornish familes that run most of the smuggling and shipping trade in the western hemisphere who also have this pagan thing running. They breed down the centuries.), rewrites... It's seriously fucking painful, while the Angel and Sentinel and DIR and everyone else characters wave in the distance and go 'hellooooo?' Remember us? Remember the snippets and unfinished stories?'

The fairy wings for Tink are going to die die die and I'm either starting again from scratch or buying some from a costume shop. I tried to make some that were close to the computer-generated ones in size and shape and failed.

BTW : to Sean Harry, he who invents the costume themes for Starfury. Vanilla? Goodbye? WTF? At least Saturday's one of Fairytales makes sense slightly...