I'm busy kicking my story into shape, polishing, buffing, mending glaring inconsistencies and all that. I was naughty today at work and spent some time on it when I should have been doing something else. It's strange how fanfic takes over your life like that, like an obsession; there's my new shiny job, there I am, Miss Super Keen, lots to do and learn, and organise and oh, just excuse me for an hour, fanfic to write, okay? I just can't help myself!