I know I'm in my own world... it's okay, they know me here

I haven't written anything in over a week.

Again.

And this would suck if it was just that I was stuck, or busy, or even trying at all, but honestly? I barely even remember I'm supposed to be trying. And that's what frustrates me. Because I love writing, but I don't seem to want to any more. I think I want to 'have written' more than I want to write. And that's awful to me. Really want to punch myself in the head (but won't, because that will hurt. But I would really like an icon of self-head-punching gifness.)

ARGH. Have a rec.

By nature, I am not into RPF and never have been. The idea gives me the squicks. However, it is easy to distract me from the squicks with awesome writing by one of my favourite authors and a cool-sounding summary, and thereby anklehoist me into a fandom I protest at being in. It's like the sort of "rape" you get in badfics where the character is going 'no, I don't like it when you rape me! Oh, harder!'

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A Matter of Inconvenience by astolat. Summary: Kris just laughed. "Do you get—we're talking twenty thousand pounds at least just to clear the debts?" "Yes," Anoop said. "There's a way." "Who do I have to kill?" Kris said, dryly. "Not kill," Anoop said. "Marry."


Tags: americanidol, kris/adam, slash, fic, au, regency!au, historical!au, a:astolat

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