"Here comes the sun, lalalala..."
The weather has been glorious. About 21 degrees Celcius (anything above 15 is pretty much a heat wave here) with some clouds but still a lot of sun. I am slowly but surely adopting my annual red-as-a-lobster tan. We went to this lake that is here nearby and spent three hours reading, snoozing and watching the little guy catch tiny fishies with his hands. He brought one home in a jar. I give it three days.
Oh, and then I got attacked by a tornado.
Well, it wasn't really big enough to qualify as a tornado, just about 2-3 meters high, but it sounds more dramatic that way. I heard someone say "Oh, look!" and looked up to see a beach ring flying towards the sky and then I looked down and there's this whirlwind moving across the beach, straight in my direction. I only had time to squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath and then I was sitting in some crazy wind blowing up the sand for about ten seconds before it moved on. Typically I was applying sun screen, being very careful not to get sand on me and of course ended up covered in it, all sticking to my moist skin. Great. I also had to jump up once it had passed and run after my shirt which was being carried along the beach. When hubby came back from standing in the lake with the boy he had no idea what I was talking about because he hadn't noticed anything. lol
Anyhow...
The fic I'm working on is at 88.682 words presently and far from being finished. *sighs* And yes, it's another "wimpy, whiny, spineless Jensen" fic. FYI, the Back button is usually in the upper left corner somewhere, good to know so you don't end up spending hours reading lots of boring OTT angst completely against your will. Twice. *snorts* (Sorry, I just couldn't help myself. *waves cheerfully at bitchy anon people*)
Seriously though, this one is pretty heavy stuff and even if I'm enjoying writing it it's rather emotionally draining. So I've been distracting my angsty self with reading porn over at blindfold_spn and wondering what happened to my porny bone. Read through the prompts, hoping something would inspire but I just keep wanting other people to write them so I can read them. *grumbles* Really, is it too much to ask to get a porny plotbunny every now or then? I miss writing short pointless porn. *pouts*
Hubby unknowingly did give me an idea for a Whatever Makes Him Happy timestamp though. Might try my hand at that. I just want to finish something. I've only posted one story this year. Considering back in the days I posted stuff many times a week this feels weird. And disappointing. Maybe I should do an icondrabble call, just to see if anything inspires... *ponders*
Oh, and then I got attacked by a tornado.
Well, it wasn't really big enough to qualify as a tornado, just about 2-3 meters high, but it sounds more dramatic that way. I heard someone say "Oh, look!" and looked up to see a beach ring flying towards the sky and then I looked down and there's this whirlwind moving across the beach, straight in my direction. I only had time to squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath and then I was sitting in some crazy wind blowing up the sand for about ten seconds before it moved on. Typically I was applying sun screen, being very careful not to get sand on me and of course ended up covered in it, all sticking to my moist skin. Great. I also had to jump up once it had passed and run after my shirt which was being carried along the beach. When hubby came back from standing in the lake with the boy he had no idea what I was talking about because he hadn't noticed anything. lol
Anyhow...
The fic I'm working on is at 88.682 words presently and far from being finished. *sighs* And yes, it's another "wimpy, whiny, spineless Jensen" fic. FYI, the Back button is usually in the upper left corner somewhere, good to know so you don't end up spending hours reading lots of boring OTT angst completely against your will. Twice. *snorts* (Sorry, I just couldn't help myself. *waves cheerfully at bitchy anon people*)
Seriously though, this one is pretty heavy stuff and even if I'm enjoying writing it it's rather emotionally draining. So I've been distracting my angsty self with reading porn over at blindfold_spn and wondering what happened to my porny bone. Read through the prompts, hoping something would inspire but I just keep wanting other people to write them so I can read them. *grumbles* Really, is it too much to ask to get a porny plotbunny every now or then? I miss writing short pointless porn. *pouts*
Hubby unknowingly did give me an idea for a Whatever Makes Him Happy timestamp though. Might try my hand at that. I just want to finish something. I've only posted one story this year. Considering back in the days I posted stuff many times a week this feels weird. And disappointing. Maybe I should do an icondrabble call, just to see if anything inspires... *ponders*