I post!
Well, I have nothing to whine about, but as I haven't posted in, oh, almost 3 months, I figured I would. Obama is president... so, super-yays for that! My from-Texas co-workers (also AF) apparently had discussed moving to Costa Rica (I can only assume for dinosaurs) or France (cuz apparently France is the most evil place you can go to, damn their cheese and wine!), while just about everyone else either didn't care or was quite happy about the outcome. Now our chain of command will have color, opposed to being all old white men.
An another note, I am working on my Nanowrimo. I am writing a cliche fantasy. That is the one-sentence description I give anyone who asks, since I HATE when I ask people what they're working on, and they proceed to tell me EVERY INSIGNIFICANT DETAIL of their work, and take an hour doing so, and I am usually too polite to tell them to STFU. However, as this is my livejournal, I feel the need to expound, so the following paragraph is, more or less, my plot. Read at your own risk.
Tim (name, and relative identity stolen from Books of Magic and Neil Gaiman) is a punk at a magic school, and, while out in the town, which he's not supposed to be, accidentally through magic kills someone, and is expelled. Perturbed, and with nowhere to go, he decides to wreak havoc upon his former favorite teacher/ mentor's 'area of solitude' as his final prank. It turns out this area contains a passageway into the land of Elves/ Fey. There, Tim lusts after their Queen, Orielle, who promises to sleep with him if he fulfills a quest, which Tim completes. Tim returns to the Queen, where his teacher, Johnathan (name, but not really identity, stolen from John Constantine, a friend of Tim Hunter's) is hanging out with the Queen, looking for Tim. The Queen tells Tim to break the Amulet, which was his quest, and voila, the spirit of an evil sorceror is released. Johnathan is all like, 'you tard' and Tim's like, 'FU and whatever.' Then Johnathan's all like, 'I'll stay here and fight the sorceror and you go find the one person who can, theoretically, stop him.' Which Tim does.
I am hoping at this point I will have reached my 50,000 word requirement for Nanowrimo, and thusly, I can (technically) stop. There is, obviously, more to the story, but I get EXTREMELY iffy on how I want it to play out after this, hence why I hope I've got 50k by this point. Any further comments/ ideas are always welcome.
Andyhoo, that's what I've been up to.
An another note, I am working on my Nanowrimo. I am writing a cliche fantasy. That is the one-sentence description I give anyone who asks, since I HATE when I ask people what they're working on, and they proceed to tell me EVERY INSIGNIFICANT DETAIL of their work, and take an hour doing so, and I am usually too polite to tell them to STFU. However, as this is my livejournal, I feel the need to expound, so the following paragraph is, more or less, my plot. Read at your own risk.
Tim (name, and relative identity stolen from Books of Magic and Neil Gaiman) is a punk at a magic school, and, while out in the town, which he's not supposed to be, accidentally through magic kills someone, and is expelled. Perturbed, and with nowhere to go, he decides to wreak havoc upon his former favorite teacher/ mentor's 'area of solitude' as his final prank. It turns out this area contains a passageway into the land of Elves/ Fey. There, Tim lusts after their Queen, Orielle, who promises to sleep with him if he fulfills a quest, which Tim completes. Tim returns to the Queen, where his teacher, Johnathan (name, but not really identity, stolen from John Constantine, a friend of Tim Hunter's) is hanging out with the Queen, looking for Tim. The Queen tells Tim to break the Amulet, which was his quest, and voila, the spirit of an evil sorceror is released. Johnathan is all like, 'you tard' and Tim's like, 'FU and whatever.' Then Johnathan's all like, 'I'll stay here and fight the sorceror and you go find the one person who can, theoretically, stop him.' Which Tim does.
I am hoping at this point I will have reached my 50,000 word requirement for Nanowrimo, and thusly, I can (technically) stop. There is, obviously, more to the story, but I get EXTREMELY iffy on how I want it to play out after this, hence why I hope I've got 50k by this point. Any further comments/ ideas are always welcome.
Andyhoo, that's what I've been up to.