It’s another. It took me about a week to recover from my party, only to feel human for a day before auntie Flo came knocking. Here we are, a week later and I’m still not quite what I’d call ‘human’. At least I’m not fit for anything other than read or sleep.
I’m all caught up on watching Teen Wolf (okay, maybe I haven’t seen last week’s episode yet, so shhh no spoilers, please). After chatting with a friend, she pointed me toward a couple of stories in that fandom and I’ve been happily glutting myself with them since.
Float Until You Learn to Swim, by Sylvesterelle is a sweet story wherein Stiles… well, the title pretty much says it all, I guess. It’s a series (incomplete) but still worth reading because they stand fairly well on their own (but do read in order for it to make more sense). It’s M/M, no real warnings. A bit of fluff with a hint of angst to liven things up.
The next one I will warn for, because when I started reading it I was very skeptical. Why? Because it’s Professor Hale, Student Stiles and to be quite honest those kinds of stories tend to weird me out a little. Mostly because of the power imbalance thing that’s generally implied between student/teacher. Put Down Into Words, by Paintedrecs however, I ended up enjoying a lot. Derek’s a little older (hitting the big four-oh, actually), while Stiles is early twenties, so there’s the whole May/December thing there, obviously. Paintedrecs managed to make the story unfold naturally, despite the whole teacher/student thing. Without giving it all away, (or at least, I’ll try not to) things progress in such a way as to avoid the squick-factor. For me, at any rate, but your mileage may vary, obviously.
While I do enjoy reading fics, I kind of miss being able to sit outside on my patio and read on my Kindle. Due to smoke being in the valley from several fires (not near enough to be worrisome, but smoke and valleys are not good friends, usually), it’s been too hazardous for one’s health to be outside more than strictly necessary if you’re an asthmatic, which I am.
I know, I know, I can read on my Kindle just as well inside, but it isn’t the same, somehow. Yes, I’m weird.
Another thing I’m really missing is crafting. I just haven’t had the energy or the wherewithal to do anything and it sucks. One of these days I’ll manage to craft again, right? Right? (please just nod and say ‘yes’, even if it’s a lie)