Okay, seriously

[cinaed]

No more fic-a-thons for me after this one. Seriously. I've been sitting here trying to start my Radek fic-a-thon story for the past half hour or so. Just sitting here. Vibrating with frustration. Staring at the blank Word document. Gah!

*grumbles and kicks story*

In other, less grumpy news, have another poem by Pablo Neruda, which reminds me of John/Elizabeth, sort of.

"The Queen"

I have named you queen
There are taller ones than you, taller.
There are purer ones than you, purer.
There are lovelier ones than you, lovelier.

But you are the queen.

When you go through the streets
no one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
at the carpet of red gold
that you tread as you pass,
the nonexistent carpet

And when you appear
all the river sound
in my body, bells
shake the sky,
and a hymn fills the world.

Only you and I,
only you and I, my love,
listen to it.

Comments

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you do fine without fic-a-thons. try freewriting and don't be so hard on yourself with it. something will come to you. and if not, it is all good. all good all the time. (quote from dark angel you won't get, but it seemed appropriate.)

good luck. and i should be around this weekend for the most part if you need a person to bounce ideas off.