Look, at least I'm writing?

Probably not by coincidence, starting my new job coincided with a creative slump and a mild fibro flare-up. (Yes, the two are related!)

I am FINALLY emerging from both, thanks in part to my new habit of keeping a journal that tracks both pain and plot bunnies. I should be working on one of my novels, but what I've actually achieved is 1000 words of really schmoopy Lin/Tenzin where they are in love and trying quite hard not to repeat the mistakes of their youth, and also to not leave Tenzin's kids with any new neuroses, and also the world is kind of, "Really?" at Tenzin daring to fall in love again after his sainted wife passed away and all.

(Because I am a contrarian, I seem to end up with a lot of oppositional headcanons, one being that -- instead of regretting that Lin and Tenzin broke up and secretly hoping they get back together -- most people who know them greet the news of a reunion with feelings on a spectrum from Strong Concern to Setting Up Bomb Shelters And Organising An Intervention. Except Korra, obviously.)