the Dalaverse

I did something awesome today: I wrote fic at work. Keep in mind that I work retail, not a cushy desk job, so you can fully appreciate the awesomeness. I would hide at the computer and write one sentence at a time, filling up two 2x3 inch slips of scrap paper throughout the day.

All right, so it's not much, but it kept me from murdering customers.

At the moment I have Will in my head flat-out agonizing over whether he prefers the cleavage of properly-clothed Elizabeth or the legs of pirate-attired Elizabeth...