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burntcopperNarnia : taking over my braaaaiiiiiin for fic purposes. Somewhere in the background my torchwood WIPs are muttering about seceding due to not even getting the guilt thoughts or bad original fic crossovers. Mostly short scenes from the 'what if the Pevensies stayed at the end of Prince Caspian' AU - Calormenes' reaction to the news, couple of politics discussions so far. I need to hunt for a beta who knows and is willing to touch Narnia stuff...
:sigh: my personal canon really needs sorting out from other people's since I get persuaded by their ideas.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bedlambard being a prime contender. I have a pretty much finished ficlet which was Peter post-war as a young officer in the army - and then she says something about it still being mid-war when movie-verse has them attending school in Prince Caspian. (still a fuck-up on behalf of CS Lewis since you normally spent more than a year out of London as an evacuee, but he bloody forgot) And of course movie-verse Peter is 17 or so in PC. (I can't quite take him as 18 because he'd be that close to leaving school) Which would shift him in which war he'd be fighting *in*. And then the fact that he'd be better in the RAF since he'd be more autonomous and is obviously having real problems adjusting to taking orders from *anyone* post-High King. ARRRRRGH. ...Fuck it. Finish this one as a capsule and then think about it.
Well, looks like Jessie from IDA is in limbo - Bill Kenwright had been rumoured as wanting her for the touring version of Cabaret, but Cameron Mackintosh was making pouty noises and throwing hissy fits. Bill's gone with Samantha instead, she's just been announced for it. (much less hassle, much more consistent, and can actually dance and has stage presence. Not quite sure I can see her as Sally Bowles since we didn't get to see her doing 'damaged', but what the hell. And it's a pity Rachel got picked up for We Will Rock You, since on the strength of her performance of Cabaret, I'd really like to see what she'd do with it.)
Need also to set up an electric fence around me when on lunch. Checking mail and journal before going out. Very obviously doing so. and that's when my boss comes up and decides to talk to me about work stuff I emailed him about earlier. Finally get rid of him. Pack to go out. Make sandwich. Stuff sandwich in mouth, about to walk out door... and he does it again. I spend most of this conversation with the sandwich still in my mouth and communicate by noises and eyebrows. No, really. this is my fucking lunch hour. On coming back, conferring agrees that we really do need an electric fence for such occasions. Finally get out of there. Pass by cheapo hairdressers (I only get a trim on long one-length hair, there is no point in getting layers or shaping with the way my hair grows) and think 'fuck it' since they look empty, so at least that's something achieved for today.... :pokes: it's now relatively shiny and sleek. I'm not sure I can cope with serum'd hair....
:sigh: my personal canon really needs sorting out from other people's since I get persuaded by their ideas.
bedlambard being a prime contender. I have a pretty much finished ficlet which was Peter post-war as a young officer in the army - and then she says something about it still being mid-war when movie-verse has them attending school in Prince Caspian. (still a fuck-up on behalf of CS Lewis since you normally spent more than a year out of London as an evacuee, but he bloody forgot) And of course movie-verse Peter is 17 or so in PC. (I can't quite take him as 18 because he'd be that close to leaving school) Which would shift him in which war he'd be fighting *in*. And then the fact that he'd be better in the RAF since he'd be more autonomous and is obviously having real problems adjusting to taking orders from *anyone* post-High King. ARRRRRGH. ...Fuck it. Finish this one as a capsule and then think about it.Well, looks like Jessie from IDA is in limbo - Bill Kenwright had been rumoured as wanting her for the touring version of Cabaret, but Cameron Mackintosh was making pouty noises and throwing hissy fits. Bill's gone with Samantha instead, she's just been announced for it. (much less hassle, much more consistent, and can actually dance and has stage presence. Not quite sure I can see her as Sally Bowles since we didn't get to see her doing 'damaged', but what the hell. And it's a pity Rachel got picked up for We Will Rock You, since on the strength of her performance of Cabaret, I'd really like to see what she'd do with it.)
Need also to set up an electric fence around me when on lunch. Checking mail and journal before going out. Very obviously doing so. and that's when my boss comes up and decides to talk to me about work stuff I emailed him about earlier. Finally get rid of him. Pack to go out. Make sandwich. Stuff sandwich in mouth, about to walk out door... and he does it again. I spend most of this conversation with the sandwich still in my mouth and communicate by noises and eyebrows. No, really. this is my fucking lunch hour. On coming back, conferring agrees that we really do need an electric fence for such occasions. Finally get out of there. Pass by cheapo hairdressers (I only get a trim on long one-length hair, there is no point in getting layers or shaping with the way my hair grows) and think 'fuck it' since they look empty, so at least that's something achieved for today.... :pokes: it's now relatively shiny and sleek. I'm not sure I can cope with serum'd hair....
