I write therefore I ..
... forget the rest.
I haven't done much writing lately. With great effort I finished my entry for the spn rebang. It's a Dean/Cas 1940s AU which makes it sound a lot more fancy than it really is. It's basically porn set in 1947-ish. It's here, if it's your kind of thing: http://archiveofourown.org/works/564377
Aside from that I've been frozen with indecision about what to start next, and petting the hurt feelings of my scorned bathroom meme, which is here, if it's your kind of thing: http://janesgravity.dreamwidth.org/7931.html
There's only three prompts after something like two or three weeks, but I believe in it dammit!
If you know anywhere I can pimp it out, or if you feel like pimping it out yourself, let me know/feel free. At the moment it's the little meme that maybe could if it could just find somebody to love. (I deleted it off LJ, btw, in case anyone's looking. It just exists here now).
I ramble.
Uh. Frozen by indecision. Right.
I should poke at Atoms (Bruce/Tony) and write the second/final part of that. Or uh, I signed up for this: http://dchappyendings.livejournal.com/ and uh, I guess I could start something?
I want to write Mordred fic. Like. Really really really really badly. Partly because Alex Vlahos is an actual human cupcake, and partly because I think there should be ALL THE MORDRED FIC because god knows he's not getting any screen time (let's save that rather butthurt stan-rant for another post Jane shall we?)
There are so many possibilities. So. Many. And we're back to frozen with indecision. I genuinely don't know what I want to work on, if anything. I want to do something, I think, but the question is what? This is my brain at the moment. -.-
Apparently I committed to doing nano this year, but I haven't written word one. I've barely written anything at all this month and I haven't kept track of my word count for GYWO at all but November's been a bit - extremely - pants.
We lost Scout - one of our cats - to cancer a few weeks ago, we've had two other cats at the vets for surgeries on bad teeth and a lacerated tongue respectively and my creative energy has been really lacking.
What that means is ideas keep pinging around in my brain like a little ball in a pinball machine and I can't settle to anything at all and blergh.
On the bright side, I've finished about four or five books lately so .... go me?
I saw Skyfall last Thursday. I haven't seen Quantam of Solace so I can't compare, but I found Skyfall a bit lacking? I'm not sure why. Parts of it were great - the first chase, and Javier Bardem, and new!Q but the story felt really stretched, and I thought they waited too long to introduce the main villain. I felt like I was waiting for something that never quite eventuated.
I also started watching Apollo 18 on Friday night but ended up falling asleep on the couch.
I'm being dragged into One Direction by Christina, but the less said about that, the better.
Oh! Also, if you haven't been listening to The Confessions of Dorian Gray, you really really really really really should. It's a radio play of sorts, on big finish: http://www.bigfinish.com/ranges/v/the-confessions-of-dorian-gray and Dorian Gray is read by Alex Vlahos and it's so very good.
Sigh. Maybe it's time to read On Writing for a fourth time. See if Mr King's words of wisdom can kick start anything.
I haven't done much writing lately. With great effort I finished my entry for the spn rebang. It's a Dean/Cas 1940s AU which makes it sound a lot more fancy than it really is. It's basically porn set in 1947-ish. It's here, if it's your kind of thing: http://archiveofourown.org/works/564377
Aside from that I've been frozen with indecision about what to start next, and petting the hurt feelings of my scorned bathroom meme, which is here, if it's your kind of thing: http://janesgravity.dreamwidth.org/7931.html
There's only three prompts after something like two or three weeks, but I believe in it dammit!
If you know anywhere I can pimp it out, or if you feel like pimping it out yourself, let me know/feel free. At the moment it's the little meme that maybe could if it could just find somebody to love. (I deleted it off LJ, btw, in case anyone's looking. It just exists here now).
I ramble.
Uh. Frozen by indecision. Right.
I should poke at Atoms (Bruce/Tony) and write the second/final part of that. Or uh, I signed up for this: http://dchappyendings.livejournal.com/ and uh, I guess I could start something?
I want to write Mordred fic. Like. Really really really really badly. Partly because Alex Vlahos is an actual human cupcake, and partly because I think there should be ALL THE MORDRED FIC because god knows he's not getting any screen time (let's save that rather butthurt stan-rant for another post Jane shall we?)
There are so many possibilities. So. Many. And we're back to frozen with indecision. I genuinely don't know what I want to work on, if anything. I want to do something, I think, but the question is what? This is my brain at the moment. -.-
Apparently I committed to doing nano this year, but I haven't written word one. I've barely written anything at all this month and I haven't kept track of my word count for GYWO at all but November's been a bit - extremely - pants.
We lost Scout - one of our cats - to cancer a few weeks ago, we've had two other cats at the vets for surgeries on bad teeth and a lacerated tongue respectively and my creative energy has been really lacking.
What that means is ideas keep pinging around in my brain like a little ball in a pinball machine and I can't settle to anything at all and blergh.
On the bright side, I've finished about four or five books lately so .... go me?
I saw Skyfall last Thursday. I haven't seen Quantam of Solace so I can't compare, but I found Skyfall a bit lacking? I'm not sure why. Parts of it were great - the first chase, and Javier Bardem, and new!Q but the story felt really stretched, and I thought they waited too long to introduce the main villain. I felt like I was waiting for something that never quite eventuated.
I also started watching Apollo 18 on Friday night but ended up falling asleep on the couch.
I'm being dragged into One Direction by Christina, but the less said about that, the better.
Oh! Also, if you haven't been listening to The Confessions of Dorian Gray, you really really really really really should. It's a radio play of sorts, on big finish: http://www.bigfinish.com/ranges/v/the-confessions-of-dorian-gray and Dorian Gray is read by Alex Vlahos and it's so very good.
Sigh. Maybe it's time to read On Writing for a fourth time. See if Mr King's words of wisdom can kick start anything.