Fic Question
Okay, I *might* have the beginnings of a fic idea. We'll see. The muse has been horrible to me lately - filling my head with fun ideas and then laughing at me when I realize they're not doable.
Muse: Psst. Michelle. Wouldn't it be neat to do SG-1: The Musical?
Me: Well, I don't know. Sounds pretty lame.
Muse: Come on! Think of the costumes!
Me: I do like costumes.
Muse: And the cool lighting?
Me: I *have* been hoping for a chance to haul out my stars gobo.
Muse: Frankly, the idea of Sam giving up being a nun to become a governess for Colonel O'Neill's seven children is too good to pass up! Better write it before someone else does!
Me: Well...okay.
Muse: Sucker!
My question: Would the water bottles SG-1 carries be called canteens? Or is canteen an antiquated term? Are they made out of plastic?
Muse: Psst. Michelle. Wouldn't it be neat to do SG-1: The Musical?
Me: Well, I don't know. Sounds pretty lame.
Muse: Come on! Think of the costumes!
Me: I do like costumes.
Muse: And the cool lighting?
Me: I *have* been hoping for a chance to haul out my stars gobo.
Muse: Frankly, the idea of Sam giving up being a nun to become a governess for Colonel O'Neill's seven children is too good to pass up! Better write it before someone else does!
Me: Well...okay.
Muse: Sucker!
My question: Would the water bottles SG-1 carries be called canteens? Or is canteen an antiquated term? Are they made out of plastic?

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None whatsoever. But *someone* has to be willing to take a chance on an unknown, an unknown hungry for the spotlight, full of dreams of the Great White Way and of dancing feet, and who's desperately trying to learn how to carry a tune...?
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That was beautiful. You're in!