We need a word for when you're being sucked back into an old fandom.

Especially if it's a fandom that you've already broken up with once, and it was amicable enough but you know this is just going to end badly, but you can't resist its shameless flirtation.

"Fanstalgia", maybe.

I've already conceived a new word today: "squeesomnia". When you have so much squee about something, it follows you into your sleep, and you keep waking up from bizarre dreams that are half-fic, half fragments of lost canon, and all crack. Can't complain, though -- the last two days have been the first in a while where I haven't woken up with jaw pain from middle of the night tension.

SUFFICE TO SAY, I have finished the two latest Mary Russell books. AND THEY WERE GREAT. Well, actually they were kind of a mess in some ways, especially Garment of Shadows, but they were just the kind of mess I like, rather like Russell herself.

( Spoilers for The Pirate King and GoS )

So far the very best character in Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries

I think I had the same opinion when I read the book, and was really outraged when Doctor Macmillan never appeared again.



Anyway, the important thing here is, when did Australia get a Kate Mulgrew of our very own?