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Feb. 15th, 2007 10:00 pmI have a new love. Life on Mars is completely awesome. How the hell did I manage to miss that the first time around? Am now working my way through the first series and am developing a serious crush on John Simm - cute and a fantastic actor too!
I swear there must be about 50 Supernatural stories to every Torchwood story being produced on my flist about now. And I'm beginning to get a tad fed up with the fact that most of the Torchwood authors don't seem to use a beta. The occasional mistake I'm prepared to let slide but I've read stories recently with sentences which may as well be written in Klingon for all the sense they make. And we're not just talking about the bad authors here - a lot of the decent ones seem to be suffering from the same problem. My favourite was the story recently where the author clearly couldn't decide whether she wanted to write Jack/Ianto or Jack/Owen and so mixed up the names the entire way through. And what's with the description I've seen popping up a lot in fics of Jack having "warm hazel eyes"? Barrowman's got the bluest (and occasionally coldest) eyes I've ever seen.
Work still sucks - I desperately need a holiday. New York in April sounds good.
I swear there must be about 50 Supernatural stories to every Torchwood story being produced on my flist about now. And I'm beginning to get a tad fed up with the fact that most of the Torchwood authors don't seem to use a beta. The occasional mistake I'm prepared to let slide but I've read stories recently with sentences which may as well be written in Klingon for all the sense they make. And we're not just talking about the bad authors here - a lot of the decent ones seem to be suffering from the same problem. My favourite was the story recently where the author clearly couldn't decide whether she wanted to write Jack/Ianto or Jack/Owen and so mixed up the names the entire way through. And what's with the description I've seen popping up a lot in fics of Jack having "warm hazel eyes"? Barrowman's got the bluest (and occasionally coldest) eyes I've ever seen.
Work still sucks - I desperately need a holiday. New York in April sounds good.