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So I've got "He Plays the Violin" stuck in my head today - with good reason, at least - which would probably go a lot better if I could ever remember more than the first verse.
On the whole, though, it's been a productive day.
--Coded & posted the next chapter of Heart. I am beginning to think that I'm not actually writing Heart 2 - that is to say, I'm still writing it, but what I'm writing might not be Heart 2 but Heart 3. As Heart 2 is on a half hiatus while I try to finish the Mystrade fics and the casefic, I could be wrong about this. We'll see.
The ultimate goal at the moment, however, is to try to finish all the writing and editing on all the WIPs before November, so that I can concentrate on the Sherlock AU Nano, and still have stuff to post, because I find that getting reviews is awfully good for the ego.
(Well, I knew that already, but it's always a nice lesson to relearn.)
--Finished editing the still unnamed casefic. Poor, sad, little unnamed casefic. (Poor and sad only because it's still unnamed. Hopefully not poor and sad in that no one will love it like I kind of do.) I may just have to give up and call it by its working title, which is the most boring working title possibly ever given to a fic.
Mind, all these edits were in long-hand since I printed the fic out, so I still have to go back and type the new stuff in - and there's a lot of new stuff - so oh Betas of the flist, don't expect to see it in your inboxes until the end of the week at the earliest, and more likely the beginning of next.
--Sugar cookies, because apparently I am co-hosting a Bunco tournament for the compound this evening. I have never played Bunco in my life, but I am assured that all it involves is wine and gossip. Also dice. I can handle that. We're supposed to provide snacks, and I have some leftover lemon icing that needs an excuse, thus, sugar cookies.
--Wrote the sherlock60 ficlet, which I consider impressive only because I really didn't like this week's story (Resident Patient). I think I like what I wrote; if I decide I do in the morning, I'll post it then.
--Grocery shopping. Andrew is a very good shopper, except that the PX/BX is right next to the commissary, and he has learned that Daddy is a sucker who will take him into the PX to buy him Matchbox cars. Momma, on the other hand, is not a sucker, does not want to shell out $5 for a car on every grocery trip, and thus dragged a kicking and screaming Andrew away from the PX and into the commissary, where the cashier all love Andrew and think he is the CUTEST CHILD EVER. Tantrums notwithstanding.
In other news, yesterday's workout did not result in sore muscles today. I take this as a sign that I need to up my game in the gym. Thus, tomorrow morning: elliptical. If I die on the elliptical machine from over-exertion, it was lovely knowing you all, and please send Colin Firth my regards.
On the whole, though, it's been a productive day.
--Coded & posted the next chapter of Heart. I am beginning to think that I'm not actually writing Heart 2 - that is to say, I'm still writing it, but what I'm writing might not be Heart 2 but Heart 3. As Heart 2 is on a half hiatus while I try to finish the Mystrade fics and the casefic, I could be wrong about this. We'll see.
The ultimate goal at the moment, however, is to try to finish all the writing and editing on all the WIPs before November, so that I can concentrate on the Sherlock AU Nano, and still have stuff to post, because I find that getting reviews is awfully good for the ego.
(Well, I knew that already, but it's always a nice lesson to relearn.)
--Finished editing the still unnamed casefic. Poor, sad, little unnamed casefic. (Poor and sad only because it's still unnamed. Hopefully not poor and sad in that no one will love it like I kind of do.) I may just have to give up and call it by its working title, which is the most boring working title possibly ever given to a fic.
Mind, all these edits were in long-hand since I printed the fic out, so I still have to go back and type the new stuff in - and there's a lot of new stuff - so oh Betas of the flist, don't expect to see it in your inboxes until the end of the week at the earliest, and more likely the beginning of next.
--Sugar cookies, because apparently I am co-hosting a Bunco tournament for the compound this evening. I have never played Bunco in my life, but I am assured that all it involves is wine and gossip. Also dice. I can handle that. We're supposed to provide snacks, and I have some leftover lemon icing that needs an excuse, thus, sugar cookies.
--Wrote the sherlock60 ficlet, which I consider impressive only because I really didn't like this week's story (Resident Patient). I think I like what I wrote; if I decide I do in the morning, I'll post it then.
--Grocery shopping. Andrew is a very good shopper, except that the PX/BX is right next to the commissary, and he has learned that Daddy is a sucker who will take him into the PX to buy him Matchbox cars. Momma, on the other hand, is not a sucker, does not want to shell out $5 for a car on every grocery trip, and thus dragged a kicking and screaming Andrew away from the PX and into the commissary, where the cashier all love Andrew and think he is the CUTEST CHILD EVER. Tantrums notwithstanding.
In other news, yesterday's workout did not result in sore muscles today. I take this as a sign that I need to up my game in the gym. Thus, tomorrow morning: elliptical. If I die on the elliptical machine from over-exertion, it was lovely knowing you all, and please send Colin Firth my regards.