how to fly: throw yourself at the ground, and miss

Yesterday morning my brain got mushy, or something, and what I thought was a good idea floated to the top of it. So, under the name I use for posting writing (by which I mean fanfic), I posted this:
( cut, just because I wanted to )

An hour later, somebody had set up fic_translation, and so far it's collected people for four or five languages, and everybody seems to think it's a wonderful idea. I'm amazed that I actually had the idea in the first place, and gratified that people seem to think it's a good idea.

I got email from Harvard again this morning, wanting to know if I could wait until next week to hear about the job. (I hope that means they're going to give it to me, and they're just making sure I haven't taken another offer yet. I'd like to think that if they weren't going to hire me, they wouldn't bother asking me if I could wait until next week to hear it.) I said I'd like to know one way or the other before Thanksgiving.

I feel, in general, like I'm on the edge of something here. I hope it's something good.