There are times when I've really, really hated the online world and everything surrounding it. As a friend often says, it brings out the adolescent in people. The bouncy, fresh, vibrant part is just lovely. The jealous, sulky, spiteful, 'my gang's better than your gang and I'm gonna make you *suffer*' part is less fun ( Read more... )

"Hello lovely clients. This is your friendly neighbourhood translator and editor speaking.

Now, today is Friday. The day you usually think 'ooooh, let's have that done by Monday'.

Except I am having that strange and wonderful thing called a weekend off. Including Monday. So, I wish to have no irritating things to try and do on trains and planes ( Read more... )

Amazing. Truly amazing.

This situation happens about once a year... but it's happened today.

MY DESK IS CLEAR!

At the moment, it's wonderful. I have betas to do, ironing to do, writing to do... and I'd love it to last for a week at least (last time that happened was about 4 years ago. However, after 24 hours I'll start getting worried. Always ( Read more... )

Not going to wail AGAIN that client sends 12 pages for Monday morning 9.00 a.m. on Friday at 4.30 pm. Seen it too often before. No supplement either - some things aren't negotiable apparently and it's a good client who sends lots more work. So it's a question of living with it. Ask me again Sunday night... but heck nothing's perfect ( Read more... )

Endings are hard. I am absolutely, definitely and decidedly exhausted. And the 'rounding it all off' part is crap.

Bleurgh.

Topped 50,000 words. Somehow. And two longish scenes to go, or maybe three before it's done.

Huge, huge thanks to Elaine (who doesn't have an LJ but she has access to information I needed and is wonderful) and to shanandoha for endless patience and brilliant plot advice after being the (rather brave) recipient of the first draft of 90% of it. And somebody ( Read more... )

Definitely. And I haven't been eating (too busy ( Read more... )

God, I'm tired. And happy ( Read more... )

I could do a 'badfic' rant (excuse me while I shudder at something I just read). Can't be bothered. It's there, it exists. So what ( Read more... )

Well, well, well.

I mean... just... well, well, well.

(Cryptic comments a speciality).

Am exhausted. Writing does that to me. (That's a clue). Going to the Lions to *try* to think about something else.

NOBODY MENTION THE IRONING MOUNTAIN.