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Somehow, I forgot today was Wednesday. I don't know how I forgot today was Wednesday, because I was aware of Wednesday-ish things happening - Andrew's water day at preschool, followed by his OT this afternoon - and yet I still never clued in to today being Wednesday, and the upshot is that I finally uploaded the prologue and first chapter to the Heart 'Verse prequel about an hour ago.
It's not like anyone's going to read it, of course - it might as well be original fiction, for all that the Sherlock characters appear in it. Mycroft for about two minutes at the end, and Sherlock for half a page, and everyone else is essentially original. (Well...I suppose we've seen Sherlock's parents in the show now, but I envisioned this story long before S3 aired, when we had no idea that was going to happen, and I'd already written Aurora Holmes, if not Sherrinford, so I'm not feeling particularly beholden to canon at this point. Not in the Heart 'Verse, anyway.)
Anyway, story's up, and so continues my effort to cause the Sherlock fandom as much heartache and emotional pain as humanly possible. Theoretically the last chapter and epilogue will go up the week of Gridlock, and as long as those three people who read the story don't also attend, I might make it out alive. :)
(This might sound like a bid for readers: it's not, really. Mostly, I just like the story and therefore I like talking about it, and Omegaverse is too weird to have anywhere but fanfic so it's not like it'll go anywhere else. Besides, it's such a classic love story that it borders on unoriginal, but I had fun writing it anyway.)
Writing the original story is going swimmingly. (This is probably what distracted me this morning.) However, it does mean I've set the Alphaverse aside for the moment. Hopefully I'll get back to that within a day or two, or at least by the end of the weekend, because I really want to be done with the original piece by then. It's probably too fast, but...well. I can't do much about that, except just write it and see what happens.
The tomatoes are turning red, bit by bit. Yay! We picked eight this afternoon, and Bill's going to try to make sauce out of them tomorrow. And there are three zucchini growing again, which is happy.
We plugged in the freezer in the garage, and it's humming away quite happily. Haven't put anything in it yet, though - maybe tomorrow morning. I have oodles of time tomorrow morning. (I also need to make jam out of those peaches and blackberries I bought at the farmer's market Saturday.....)
Edited to add: I just booked the hotel for Gridlock - it looks like the convention block is sold out, but today's the last day to get the $85/night rate for Friday night, so I went ahead and grabbed it. Non-refundable, though, which is a bit worrying, but Bill's theory is that spending $200 is an excellent way to ensure the adoption agency calls us with a baby before then.
(Well, he does have a point. I bought a really nice dress at Nordstroms about a month before we got Andrew, and it took me about three years before I had an opportunity to wear it!)
Anyway, I purposely got the room with the double beds (instead of the king-size bed) because I figure if someone needs a place to crash and they do not seem terribly sketchy I can offer them the second bed. Also, I'm not sure what I would do with myself, all alone in a king-size bed. (Other than pretend fictional characters are occupying the other side?)
It's not like anyone's going to read it, of course - it might as well be original fiction, for all that the Sherlock characters appear in it. Mycroft for about two minutes at the end, and Sherlock for half a page, and everyone else is essentially original. (Well...I suppose we've seen Sherlock's parents in the show now, but I envisioned this story long before S3 aired, when we had no idea that was going to happen, and I'd already written Aurora Holmes, if not Sherrinford, so I'm not feeling particularly beholden to canon at this point. Not in the Heart 'Verse, anyway.)
Anyway, story's up, and so continues my effort to cause the Sherlock fandom as much heartache and emotional pain as humanly possible. Theoretically the last chapter and epilogue will go up the week of Gridlock, and as long as those three people who read the story don't also attend, I might make it out alive. :)
(This might sound like a bid for readers: it's not, really. Mostly, I just like the story and therefore I like talking about it, and Omegaverse is too weird to have anywhere but fanfic so it's not like it'll go anywhere else. Besides, it's such a classic love story that it borders on unoriginal, but I had fun writing it anyway.)
Writing the original story is going swimmingly. (This is probably what distracted me this morning.) However, it does mean I've set the Alphaverse aside for the moment. Hopefully I'll get back to that within a day or two, or at least by the end of the weekend, because I really want to be done with the original piece by then. It's probably too fast, but...well. I can't do much about that, except just write it and see what happens.
The tomatoes are turning red, bit by bit. Yay! We picked eight this afternoon, and Bill's going to try to make sauce out of them tomorrow. And there are three zucchini growing again, which is happy.
We plugged in the freezer in the garage, and it's humming away quite happily. Haven't put anything in it yet, though - maybe tomorrow morning. I have oodles of time tomorrow morning. (I also need to make jam out of those peaches and blackberries I bought at the farmer's market Saturday.....)
Edited to add: I just booked the hotel for Gridlock - it looks like the convention block is sold out, but today's the last day to get the $85/night rate for Friday night, so I went ahead and grabbed it. Non-refundable, though, which is a bit worrying, but Bill's theory is that spending $200 is an excellent way to ensure the adoption agency calls us with a baby before then.
(Well, he does have a point. I bought a really nice dress at Nordstroms about a month before we got Andrew, and it took me about three years before I had an opportunity to wear it!)
Anyway, I purposely got the room with the double beds (instead of the king-size bed) because I figure if someone needs a place to crash and they do not seem terribly sketchy I can offer them the second bed. Also, I'm not sure what I would do with myself, all alone in a king-size bed. (Other than pretend fictional characters are occupying the other side?)