The Urge to Create

I've always thought it very interesting that, right after I read something or watch something, the first thing I want to do is make write or record something of my own.

I've spent the last few days watching old Vlogbrothers videos, and right now the thing I want to do more than anything is to pick up my video camera and.... speak. Not about anything in particular, I want to make something.

I also watched both Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy and Hounds of the Baskerville today, so I want to write fanfic about that, and the last few days before this have been spent reading Tinker Tailor as well, so....

So why does this happen?

I don't exactly have a poetic thought about how I want to add more to the awesome levels of the earth and decrease levels of worldsuck by virtue of my amazing art, or anything, I just want to.... create.

So tomorrow I will be doing some creation.

Writing again

The rush usually started somewhere in the middle of a summer month and lasted for about a week. It changed every year, and some years it simply couldn’t be predicted no matter how many seers were put to the task, and such was the case with the Summer Rush of 2008.

Savannah had prepared. She had a strange job with unusual hours and even more unusual tasks, and often it was impossible to be prepared, but right there in the job description were the words, “Do your best to be prepared for every eventuality.” So she did. She had a first aid kit in her kitchen, bathroom, and car; she had three bags packed at any given moment for hot, cold, and mild weather; she had a will on file that she updated every so often; and she was locked in a special room the day after the rush started.

The room itself wasn’t very special. It was the spare room in her apartment, meant to be a second bedroom. There was a bed, anyway, but it was a simple one that Savannah often neglected to change the sheets of. There were windows that she covered with wooden, custom-made frames. There was a desk that was absolutely covered with butcher paper, markers, and enough food and water to last her the week, if she remembered to eat. 

So, yeah. Writing. Look at that. 

365 Day Challenge + Day 1, Sherlock

So, I am going to post something here every day this year.

....Who am I kidding? I'm going to fail within the next week.

But I shall try, starting with this announcement.

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What do you know about Sherlock? You're probably thinking Sherlock Holmes, the great detective that could see your whole life story in a glance and did tons of cocaine. You might be thinking of the movies directed by Guy Ritchie.

I'm thinking of the BBC Series, directed by Stephen Moffat and Mark Gatiss. The one with the amazing, enthusiastic, embarrassing fandom on Tumblr that I am privileged to be a part of. For a year and a half, we have had three, 90 minute episodes.

But today, we have four. In three weeks, we will have double the amount of canon.

Needless to say, I am staying off Tumblr because people refuse to tag their spoilers and I already know too much about it. Summary and review is coming tomorrow, I guess.

Quilt Count: 5 and a bit.
Sherlock Episodes: 4