Here I am, with a post full of belatedness.

Happy American Thanksgiving! Happy Birthday elderwitty! Happy everything else I've missed since my last post. ::grins ( Read more... )

I'm not gonna lie. I hate working. I get zero fulfillment from it. First job isn't too bad. I get to sit on my butt all day and hang out on the computer. It's a bit stressful at the moment because of copious staff changes making it hard to know who is handling what these days, and because we're frantically trying to get ready for the start of ( Read more... )

So, the prompt fills for comment_fic are generally speaking supposed to be bite sized. Most are posted right there on the comm. And for a good portion of the time my muse cooperates with keeping things short and sweet. (Which is how I posted my 100th prompt fill to AO3 this week, woo!) But sometimes the muse goes, "Ooh, let's draw this out ( Read more... )

You know, it shouldn't be that hard to commit to a weekly post of fic links. Why can't I do it? ::shakes head::

So, I had to drop out of intoabar. I don't feel good about it, but the fic was...not my best effort. I'm not giving up on it, but I honestly don't know how to fix it at this point.

But I have bigger fish to fry. Namely finishing my sentinelbigbang. I've ( Read more... )

Why is parenting so haaaaard? None of this was listed in the brochure when I signed up. My son is going through a bullying thing right now at his school. There's a new student in his class that is terrorizing the entire seventh grade, and some of the 8th and 9th graders as well. I'm of the opinion that this kid shouldn't be in regular ed, but he's ( Read more... )

First, the good things ( Read more... )

I wrote words today. About 500 of them. And notes on the same fic, with the good wrap-up I'd thought up. Figured I'd finish it once I got home. Only to find that I can't open the file. Word tells me the file contains unreadable content. Same with my wordcount spreadsheet ( Read more... )

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Finally here in February and the lofty goals I set up for myself last month have yet to be realized. It all seemed so easy back then, in the hazy, rum-soaked beginning of 2014. I was going to focus. I was going to finish my two posted WIPs. I was going to own the muse, instead of the other way around ( Read more... )

I've let a lot go, as far as my Christmas holiday is concerned. The big, noisy, crazy holidays of my youth are just that...in the past. Last year I gave up the big tree we normally get for a table-top version better suited to the new, smaller apartment. This year I will likely not be doing cookie baking and Christmas shopping with my friend Chippie ( Read more... )