It’s funny how my brain works. It goes into strike when it “has” to do something, even if it is something I have chosen myself. And I LOVED Yuletide last year. And I like my prompts and I don’t foresee any troubles writing it. But my brain also immediately conjure up another fic I would much rather write on. Two, actually, as later last night in conjured up a sequel to my Versailles-fic, which doesn’t fit into Yuletide at all...