NaNoWriMoing update: nothing prepares you better for sitting in the freezing cold angrily bashing out words and poking your head around a carrel to glare at people if they so much as breathe loudly as walking two miles in the freezing cold angrily working out what you're going to write and then being annoyed that you're not actually there yet to ( Read more... )

I HAVE FINISHED THE FIRST DRAFT OF THE ANTHOLOGY FIC, WOULD ANYONE BE AMENABLE TO BETA-ING IT FOR ME?

This (and the fact that I don't have to go to work again until Wednesday) ought to be a source of triumph or at the very least relief, but unfortunately/fortunately I got a letter from my grandmother today. She's in reasonably fine fettle and I ( Read more... )

When I was a child I began making up versions of stories that I read because I wanted to be in the stories and I wasn't in them. There WERE little white girls, but they were little white girls with pigtails and two parents and good manners who never bit anyone, and I had fundamentally a very strong idea that I was the person sitting here and that ( Read more... )

Sewing. Went into Central London, bought Christmas presents for TWO people and am now staring at my bank account with a horrified feeling. I do however have some banging fucking bloomers in which I look rad as shit. One of the characters for the next project - Aaron Kirke - has developed the most beautifully clear character voice, down to accent ( Read more... )

What with one thing (house moving drama which hasn't even really taken off yet, we're still at the paperwork stage of ~hideous drama~) and another (work, which combines boring with internet access, thus ensuring that I never spend any time thinking about stories), and the rest of it (not so much writers' block as total brain death), I'm not getting ( Read more... )

Title: Bounce
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Words: 1,489
Pairing/characters: Mycroft, Sherlock: Gen fic.
Warnings: N/a
Disclaimer: All the BBC/ACD
Notes: There was a textsfrom221bakerstreet or whatever that mentioned Mycroft and a bouncy castle in connection with each other.

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(but I have to write to my grandmother first)

Title: The Empty House
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Words: 4,090
Pairing: Gen or Mycroft/Sherlock if you squint.
Disclaimer: All of dis belong to da BBC / estate of ACD.
Notes/Spoilers: As the title suggests, this takes place after The Final Problem.
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This is the year of writing without fucks given. By which I mean, I will write whatever characters I bastard well please, however I bastard well fancy writing them. I will not wring my hands about what people choose to read into my writing: I cannot help what baggage a reader brings with them in their own head. I will give fucks about writing well, ( Read more... )

1. Go to bastarding Shrewsbury tomorrow and make nice to my grandparents
2. Rewrites urgh fuck go away
3. Fix the damn bag
4. Anything remotely resembling marketing my shit ever
5. Wear clothes
6. Adulthood
7. Say anything civil to or about Lindsay

It's because you reinforce passive-aggressive borderline behaviour by responding to it but don't reinforce positive attempts to gain attention by responding to them.


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