I don't create. I consume.

The blame for my return to this place to consume is to be placed on the Christmas holiday and Ewan McGregor's beard in Star Wars 2. Meaning I watched the six movies (it had been so long!) in five days and by then was a bit out of my head. To express it mildly.

I would have some scraps of never published Bowie/Ronson, but since this place isn't for RPS... Though I do consider them as fanfics, because honestly... Can that person/alter ego/whatever have really existed?