I don't ever want to look at a bus again.
May. 5th, 2004 09:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
One seven-hour bus journey later, I'm back in Scotland and very very tired. (It started pouring with rain the second we drove past the 'Welcome to Scotland!' sign on the motorway. Funny, Scottish weather, very funny.) I did write fic on the bus, though. I'm a little concerned about this one. It's only half a page so far, and already I think it's going to need a thirteen-paragraph author's note disclaiming pretty much everything. I doubt it'll be necessary - it's not like anyone's going to yell at me for mentioning the less-than-pretty side of the Earth/Minbari war, is it? - but given the subject matter, and given that Branmer's already getting a little emotional about it, I'll feel more comfortable with some sort of note there. For lack of a better word, this feels odd.
Speaking of fics which might need long, detailed and defensive notes, I'm going to take a look at the other ficathon story and see if I'm as happy with it as I was when I looked at it last. I think, with this one, I'm going to end up hitting 'Submit Post' with a hand over my eyes and then running away from the computer.
Speaking of fics which might need long, detailed and defensive notes, I'm going to take a look at the other ficathon story and see if I'm as happy with it as I was when I looked at it last. I think, with this one, I'm going to end up hitting 'Submit Post' with a hand over my eyes and then running away from the computer.