Last week I had nothing to read, then it occurred to me that that was mostly my fault. I hadn't posted anything in a while. Then when I finally got a day off and had to get a new keyboard because tea had been spilled into mine and even after it was dry, my alphabet looked like this: abcegijklmnoqrstuvwxy (before it was much worse. My A came with a friendly 4 and u opened my browser in a new window)
Not so good when the characters of my latest story are named Emirhan and Harun. Also bad for using keyboard shortcuts for undo ([ctrl] z). I've edited this story while on my lunch breaks, but by the time I got home on Sunday, it was too late to plug them in. But the major thing keeping it from being posted is that I can't figure out the end. Originally, Emirhan had a different motivation that the one he ended up with and therefore chose a different path, so when I wrote the finally few lines I wrapped up the original dangly bits, which probably aren't what a reader will worry about in this incarnation. I'm going to input all my changes and see if an ending comes to me. (a part two has, but I don't want to put in the research in necessary to write it)
Another story that has gone astray is Trifecta. I have part three of the Independence Day chapter written and all of Ty's Birthday chapter (although it is minuscule and I can't seem to pad it.) The problem is that I've been thinking of having them talk about kids, whether they want(ed) any and how there being three of them has/would affect that. Then I listen to a
DecodeDC about
the failure rate of birth control over the long term (50% of all US pregnancies are unplanned). Handing that off to Chloe and Flannigan would give the guys an excuse to talk about kids, plus give me a chance to write the uncomfortable grief that you might feel when something happens to someone you care about and you can't stop seeing how it will hurt you. The selfish, 'I'm so sorry that your car was totaled and you got whiplash, but how am I getting home for the Holidays now?' Or even when something good happens to them, the 'I'm so happy you got that job, but whose going to watch my kids now?' And then you feel bad for even thinking it, since whatever it is isn't about you anyway.
I'm not sure if I should toss what I wrote and try again or keep it. Maybe this section doesn't revolve as much around Chloe and Flannigan as I feel like it does and I just need an idea for the chapter about the guys' vacation. (to a place I've never been-more research...aarg!)
On a funny (plunny?) note, a guy walking through my department looked at his phone, smiled, and answered it with "Hello, Porkchop." Who would be happy to be called that?
Also, how many of us are on AO3? It occurred to me we could put all the Wizard World stories there and make them easier to read. I've been putting my stories up over there and if someone already has theirs there, I think we could link them as a series. My cat boy stories rely on their setting. And, sadly, those are the best things I've written (finished) in a while.
And now I'm home alone for the next five hours. Now would be the perfect time to write a love scene... if I was at that point in any story.