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If you read doyle_sb4 you've already seen much of this, but I'm collecting it for those who haven't and so I can find it later. (The "finding it later" is mostly my reason for being a one-woman Daily Who and Torchwood Three this morning.)

Big Finish is having a contest "open to anyone, of any age, who has never had a work of fiction published that they've been paid for." 2,500 words on "How the Doctor Changed My Life," meaning the life of a fictional/historical character. The winner "will work with an editor to get their story to publishable standard. [Note to post-print-era fanficcers: This means they will tell you to change things. Deal.] They will receive the standard author's contract - and rates of pay - for their story, which will be published in one of the Big Finish Short Trips anthologies in 2007." Links to previous stories are provided.

Hmmmm... although other things currently in the pipeline take precedence; I need to see how they end up first.

Also from Doyle, a link to crepe_suzettes' essay on Torchwood. I'm not familiar with "Dad's Army, but I do think she nails it dead to rights with They are misfits and incompetents, and the reason they're Torchwood at all is that the proper Torchwood - one with the large staff and the glitzy office and the proper grasp of security procedures was so consumed by its own arrogance and self-importance that it not merely destroyed itself, but almost the entire world along with it... But no-one will destroy Torchwood Three - as they destroyed Torchwood One - by lining them up and ordering them to march into the conversion machine. When the aliens invade Cardiff and they try to round up Torchwood Three, two of them will be off at the back bonking, one will have slipped out for an illicit ciggie, another will be trying out some useful alien technology on the cat (and later, therefore, return to the fray assisted by one alien-enhanced and Bloody Furious cat) and the last one will have phoned in sick so she can go to the rugby.

You don't defeat the best swordsman in the world by sending in the second-best. You defeat them by sending in the worst swordsman in the world.

Again, hmmmm. Also: BWAhahahaha!

There's a PDF of the knitting pattern for Rose's fingerless mitts at: this site found thanks to alabama_e that I will have to print out at work because ever since I "upgraded" to IE7, it crashes whenever I try to open a .pdf, even after I downloaded the new reader, and even if the reader is already running. Better version, my ass!

Y'all *do* know about the BBC Doctor Who advent calendar by now, don't you? Previous days still active.

And finally, *points happily to new icon swiped yesterday, courtesy gordon_r_d* Rose was a fantastic companion, but so far there's only been one assistant who was woman enough to work with three different doctors in two time periods and hold down a sequel of her own. Sarah Jane is rapidly retconning into my favorite companion EVER (sorry, Leela!)

On the personal side of things, I have finally uploaded all of my favorite Christmas music to iTunes and gotten a mix I'm happy with. It's 10 hours long. *blink* Will be burning to CDs this weekend for use in car; 10 hours of ipod earphones make my ears hurt.

Oh, crap, late for work!

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Well...there's no really knowing that this is *the* Torchwood #3 that Ianto knew of. For all we know Jack's set this up as the perfect front while he tries to figure out what Rose and the Doctor have done to him (and boy that sounds incredibly kinky but strangely in context with the show, doesn't it?).

I know, I know, it's all silly speculation. Blame it on seeing "The Sting" awhile back.

JSM