October 2025

i may have only managed to get about three hours sleep last night and one of my packages may have been lost in the post but i am at least happy to say that i’ve finally wrangled my shorter je wip into something that i can see going somewhere over the course of the past few evenings. it’ll be a long time before i finish because of burnout but i’m at least confident that this structure will work.

feel like everyone should know that the only time i’ve ever dreamt about a fictional character was about six months ago, when i had a dream that jonathan jarchivist sims was my external phd examiner. bearing in mind i had only listened to half of season 1 at that point so that was the only frame of reference i had for the character, i was deeply offended when he told me that my thesis was shit and we started to argue over whether a book written by leitner was seminal enough to be a key source which would have made my omission of it a rather large oversight and then he failed me right then and there and i woke up angry. and that’s how i knew i was in too deep.

obsessed with the way that jonah’s powers are exposited during his and melaine’s ‘review’ in mag 106 upon a second listen. tying melanie to a pre-existing statement that the listener is already familiar with and then having jonah deposit the events of it directly into melanie’s brain is such a great way of subtly expositing something which otherwise would be hard to do in an audio only format, not to mention that it both serves to humanise melanie and make jonah just that bit more threatening. constantly in awe of the mastery of audio storytelling that is tma.

also something that’s never occurred to me before the relisten is the fact that literally every single one of jon and elias’s conversations can actually be described as an argument. my god do those two love to yell at each other. (and i love them for it).

made it to the start of s4 on my relisten which can only mean one thing: sobbing over jon trying to reconnect with martin post-coma whilst martin tries his best to avoid him.

once again i am feeling discouraged about my writing. i am so desperate for this fic to work but it feels like pulling teeth, and being unsure of what i actually want the end product to look like isn’t helping matters. still, all things worth doing are hard, so we persevere.