I swear that I can't take one step forward without taking two steps back. ONE day after finally starting my original fiction project, I found myself writing Merchant Ivory porn. I came home last night and worked on a A Room with a View fic for about 3 & 1/2 hours straight. I mostly blame this on hormones as I was in one of those crazy upswings in which all things seem possible, even Merchant Ivory porn. And, as I still haven't crashed, I'll probably try to finish off the rough draft tonight before the depression hits.
While I was driven by hormones, I would never have come up with the idea in the first place if blooms84 hadn't mentioned in her LJ that she might try her hand at a A Room with a View fic this summer. Oh, and then she had to suggest a Rupert Birthday Meme on dilestrade, which I managed to resist for all of about two minutes before my muse showed up and had me plotting in overdrive. Damn you, blooms84. Damn you, muse. And damn you, Rupert Graves for having a birthday on top of being so irresistible. *g*