Apr. 27th, 2008

piplover: (soldier)
So, I was in the VA clinic last week, waiting for my appointment, surrounded by veterans of varying ages, when I hear one man, about 50 or 60, calmly say to a total stranger in a very loud voice, "So I got the crotch rot 15 years ago, and the stuff they gave me hasn't worked worth a damn..." 

I found myself listening to him, nodding my head in sympathy over his plight.  When I caught myself, I looked around and found that, even though the waiting room was filled and everyone else could hear this man's very personal problems, no one was the least bit embarrassed to be hearing about it, or even paying that much attention.  Just an ordinary conversation. 

I think I'm going to put this under a cut here, because the next part got a bit away from me and it's long!


piplover: (dance)
Ok, I'm writing a Torchwood fic which [profile] lil_banik_slave has been beta-ing for me.   Than you so much, sweetie! But I'm stuck!  I know where I want the story to go, but, really, the words are not coming!   I've rewritten the same scene like five times and each time I end up deleting it.  What do you all do when you end up stuck like this?  I've tried writing different scenes, but apparently my brain only works in a linear fashion and I keep getting sucked back into that difficult scene. 

Help?

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