Is there anything more pleasing than finding summat you thought you’d lost? Well, my favourite sock (the one with the guardsmen on) has reappeared to join its twin brother. I’ll be wearing them tomorrow. And just as good is finding something you wrote ages ago and going, “Oh, that’s quite good.” This is from a piece of crossover fanfic:
This strange boy, the one who shares Archie’s name, who wears his features, who uses his voice, lights the room as much as the sunshine, his hands cradled around a steaming cup and an intense look of concentration on his face.
There’s a real freedom to writing fanfic that lets you try all sorts of things.