Harry and Sarah Jane.

Writer's Block: The second time around

Do you think it's possible to fall in love with the same person twice in a lifetime? Or do you believe everyone gets just one chance to make it or break it?

Definately. But in a way I think it's more like the love you had for that person never really went away - so when you 'fall in love with them' again, it's just those feelings rising back up to the surface where they've been waiting all along. I don't know if it's possible to stop loving some. I really hope it is - or I'll never stop loving the boy who already is in love with someone else, and will never be able to find happiness in doing all of those things everyone else does, like getting married and having children.
Harry and Sarah Jane.

I'm happy hope you're happy too...

Morning all!

Today is the momentous day of the very last episode of Ashes to Ashes EVER *sobs*. Oh I'm going to miss them. I've changed my icon especially for the occasion - isn't it lovely?

I'm listening to Spandau Ballet to get in the mood. Is that infinately sad? I think I may have a day of eighties pop and David Bowie - lovely. I have to go to work in a bit but I'm only in for a few hours today (and I have to work tomorrow, a Saturday! Oh well).
I will no doubt write an action filled review post of the episode later tonight. Unless I am in shock and awe of the brilliance of the episode and can't move for days.
I think the keyboard on my laptop is playing up - I press the buttons but it keeps missing the letters out. Unless it's lj? Argh, it's jolly annoying anyway.

I really should be getting ready for work... but I'm just so excited! Tonight is the night we find out everything. Who is Gene Hunt? What the hell is going on with Alex and where on earth has Sam got to? Not to mention the crazy seeing stars thing.

No spoilers in the comments please, try to restrain yourselves  - I really do not want to know the ending. I want to find out for myself. I'm very much a spoilerphobe this time round, it's very unlike me but this is a very special episode. I can't wait to see it but at the same time I'm really sad because we're never going to see them again, they're just going to fade away. I'll miss Gene and Alex, and Chris, Ray and Shaz. I won't miss creepy Keats (he is creepy), though... oh I suppose he's part of the show, okay I'll miss him a tiny bit too. But nowhere near as much as the others.

As long as the ending is not the same as the abysmal US version of Life on Mars I think we'll be okay.

Fire up the Quattro!


Harry and Sarah Jane.

I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do...

Good afternoon (though I suppose technically it's evening!).

I hope you are all well, that you are all happy and are all as excited as I am regarding the Ashes to Ashes finale tomorrow! I can't wait - but not to the extent that I want to read spoilers. I do not want this ending spoiled. If someone spoils it for me I may have to cause them physical harm... or I'll at least report them to the spoiler police (oh yes, they exist). I still hate Digital Spy and am on strike from going on their website in an act of protest over the crime they committed earlier this week.

I've been thinking about love a lot. What I want to do is write something that captures love and sums it up - but I don't think I'll ever be able to. I only know that falling in love can happen so fast that by the time you realise what's happening you've fallen head over heels and have stars in your eyes whenever they walk by. I also know that people who say you can get out of love easily are liars - because I can't get out. I've tried. It's like being trapped in a cage. A horrible cage, but you still want to stay there - because not loving that person... well, you don't want to not love that person, you don't want to be in a world where you don't love them. Even though they don't love you back it still feels wonderful. I can't sum it up somehow. I will one day.

The sky looks particularly beautiful out of my window. I love the sky. It's quite possibly the most exhuisite creation of this planet. It's gorgeous. I could stare at it forever because it's always changing. I read the other week that one lady married the Eiffel Tower... a bit peculiar I suppose, but I'd love to marry the sky. Imagine that! But you'd never be able to touch it - and that thought alone puts me off the wedding.

What am I talking about? I've just read over the last few lines: I sound like a lunatic. Oh well. At least I'm a relatively cheerful lunatic.

I keep listening to the Dandy Warhols song 'You Were the Last High'. I found it in a Beatles-esque John/Paul slash fanmix. Yes, you read right. I'm this close *measures a teeny gap between thumb and forefinger* to shipping them for real. But I really shouldn't. It's not good for my brain.

Be happy.

Shaz xxx


Maybe you loved me, but now maybe you don't.
And maybe you'l call me - maybe you won't.

So I am alone but adored by a hundred thousand more,
Than I said when you the last.
And I have known love like a whore,
From at least ten thousand more.
Than I swore when you were the last -

 But you were the last high.

Dandy Warhols - You Were the Last High

Harry and Sarah Jane.

Writer's Block: Sunday in the park with ____?

If you could hang out with any fictional character for a whole day, who would you choose, and why?

Any? Oh who to choose...

The Doctor. Not sure whether to choose the Tenth or the Eleventh. I think Ten would win out in the end.

Though there are many other characters in the running... Gene Hunt, Henry DeTamble, Rhett Butler, Jack Harkness, Sheldon Cooper...
Harry and Sarah Jane.

doctor who fic: strawberry trees

Title: Strawberry Trees
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eleven/Amy
Summary: Something a little bit silly and fun. The Doctor and Amy on a distant planet contemplating the age old question: who would you invite to an imaginary dinner party? Hopefully it’s a lot better than it sounds.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who is not mine. More's the pity.
Thank you so much to my great beta starlitscribe 


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Harry and Sarah Jane.

I hate digital spy and here is why...

Hey kids,

(Hope you like the little rhyme thing in the title - well, I thought it was clever...)

Well - I really hate digital spy. First it changes all around and has some crazy makeover so I can't find anything. Then I go on there today and it waves a big fat spoiler about the last episode of Ashes to Ashes in front of my face! Before I could clap my hands over my eyes and run from the room screaming I read it. I am FURIOUS. Luckily, it wasn't a huge spoiler but it was a spoiler nonetheless. I didn't want to know. How dare they try to spoil the ending for me even a little - I mean, hell, that's what spoiler tags are for!

Sorry. Rant over. I've had a rough day.

I passed out whilst at work. That sounds really terrible and serious and it totally was, but it was kind of funny too. I was ill last week so I had the day off and today I had to fill out a form saying how much better I was feeling. Literally, fifteen minutes later I feel unbelievably dizzy and whilst walking towards the staff room bang into something loudly and my vision goes dark at the edges like I'm in a distorted tunnel and everything goes fuzzy and then I just felt someone grabbing me and holding me upright - good job too, I was right next to a big metal bookcase at the time, it wouldn't have done any good for me to crack my head open on it, the blood would have wrecked the books...

Anyway. Yes. Fainted.

But I'm okay now. Still feel a little woozy and it shook me up quite a bit. But I stayed at work like the hero I am. I don't get the chance to be heroic much, so I'm saying I'm a hero even though I'm not. It was really weird. I've never fainted before. It was really embarrassing too, I was half way through serving a customer! I asked someone to cover for me, and as I stumbled away passed into oblivion.

Oh well. At least my long 9 til 7 day was made a little more interesting.

Shaz xxx

P.S. How awesome was Glee tonight? Kurt is AWESOME. Rose's Turn was just amazing - if that boy is not on Broadway within a year I will be sincerely disappointed.