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The Book of Na'Lon

or rather, Inane Ramblings of an Expatriot

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A word in your shell, like, dear fictional characters...
For just a few hours I would appreciate the sole use of my brain for work purposes. I would like to get on with stuff without internal replays of theme-music, or snatches of scenes to write.

That goes for all Barrayarans, Betans, Drascans and other Sebeceans, Centauri (yes, I know it's been a while since I have paid much attention to you lot), Angels, Evas and pilots and all other Nerv or Seele personnel. And yes, Ta'Kiri, it goes for you, too.

Thanks for your cooperation.

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*nods* Yes. Last night I battled them all down with some Yoga breathing exercises, and so got some sleep. It took me a while, though, because no sooner have I managed to get one lot of characters to pipe down, another lot appears. When they start talking to each other from across different genres and books/shows/films/roleplaying games, I know I am in trouble. At the moment my head just feels too full!

I wrestle them into a lead-lined chest and lock them in. The only ones I leave out are well-behaved characters from ancient obsessions. These I put through a nice, cliched adventure that they've been through a million times before. They're so dazed with boredom now that they just say their lines, and don't argue. And, somewhere along the way, I fall asleep. Works every time...

Except that when I've got a new or active obsession, or am currently writing something (i.e. about ninety percent of the time), the characters in the lead-lined box escape...

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