Inspiration is damned inconvenient, sometimes.

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For example, when forty wives of Methos turn up in your head at half past four in the morning, insisting their stories be told, and told *now*. All I really wanted to do was sleep.

This is why I usually prefer to work without inspiration, even if it doesn't get me six pages of notes in twenty minutes.

Has somebody already done this, btw? A story about *all* of Methos' wives? Not that I could stop writing now, this thing is frelling insistent - but I'd like to know if I'm treading familiar ground. It's a bit of an experiment (again), but it's a very *obvious* experiment, so I wouldn't be surprised if somebody thought of it before me.

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Oh, and thanks...

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for reading 'Normal'! I didn't know you read Farscape fic!

Re: Oh, and thanks...

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I don't. (my great friend Vix does, though).

I read you.