Now I have to get back into the rhythm of my goals again. I've kept on writing my fanfic as much as I could, but I haven't been walking like I should have, or translating. This fanfic is another strange thing -- the idea has grabbed me by the scruff of my neck, dragged me into its grotty cave, and forced me to write. I can't concentrate on anything else, the story goes around in my head during all my waking hours. I keep working on it, trying new scenes, polishing old ones, and yet I'm quite sure I won't get a big audience or much praise for it when it's finally finished. As it's a fanfic, I also won't be able to sell it anywhere for money, either, but despite the probable lack of reward, I just can't stop. I am holding out a faint hope that once I've completed the fanfic, I can get back to my original idea for the Mindflights story that has now wilted by the wayside.
I was just thinking the other day how listening to audio books and audio productions has introduced me to several classic books that I never would have bothered with otherwise, or which might have scared me off if I'd tried them in their original form first. Thanks to BBC Radio Four Extra (which used to be the better-sounding BBC Radio 7), I have listened to productions of, among others, Dracula, Frankenstein, and most recently, Ben Hur. And more than a year ago, I also listened to Richard Armitage playing Robert Lovelace in a production of Clarissa on BBC Radio Four -- a book I never would have dreamed of reading (and probably never will even now.) His performance was, at least to my untrained ears, award-worthy, even if I didn't care for the story all that much. I wish he could do more audio work. But in the meantime, I will enjoy the work of others as I go about my housework with headphones in my ears, fixing lunch with a generous helping of various dramas.