My brain of a Wednesday night
The mouse is dead, but the bedroom still has a faint odor of dead rodent. I think I'm just going to have to throw out that foot-high pile of magazines and stuff. blaurosen would quote the Clean Sweep motto at me, and she's probably right. If I haven't looked at it in more than two years, how important can it be to me? (Still quite important, but maybe not enough to keep the stench of death in my bedroom.)
Went babysitting tonight, and the kids played nicely with each other and stayed out of my hair and I was able to catch up on some betaing and to read over what I have of the gargantuan SPN story I've been sweating over for a few weeks. I've got about 13 pages written, and I think it's got about 60 in it, total. So, not a lot, considering. Anyway, I was reading over it, trying to think ahead and revisit my outline, and things started to click in my brain more than they have been, and I feel like it might actually be possible for me to write, and even enjoy writing it. I have a couple of original characters I'm starting to like and some of the niggly details of where and why things are happening are solidifying. Of course, I still have a few major hurdles (you know, other than the 50+ pages remaining to write) to get over: I can't quite commit to having it be exclusively from Dean's POV, even though I know, dramatically, why I originally decided to do it that way, and still agree with that reasoning; I keep flagging sections I've just written with "could be SAM," and have written two versions of one scene to test whether a) I can still write Sam at all and b) how his voice feels in this story. And then there's the list of questions and {{OMG RESEARCH}} notes that are accumulating and will need to be addressed... But still, I can see the path now, which is fun.
And I also managed to brain dump quite a bit of fun Winchester Paper Trail stuff, which I'm off to type up now. My partner in WPT crime got me all excited about it this afternoon, and I've moved off the slightly boring and research-intensive project and moved onto something more fun and with a higher potential for quick gratification.
Oh, and I made an icon. *points up* I really have to see Treasure of the Sierra Madre again.
Minou is crying outside my bedroom. I think she is still traumatized by the dead mouse. I wish she would cry silently or just come over here and sit by me and be comfy. She makes my head hurt.
Went babysitting tonight, and the kids played nicely with each other and stayed out of my hair and I was able to catch up on some betaing and to read over what I have of the gargantuan SPN story I've been sweating over for a few weeks. I've got about 13 pages written, and I think it's got about 60 in it, total. So, not a lot, considering. Anyway, I was reading over it, trying to think ahead and revisit my outline, and things started to click in my brain more than they have been, and I feel like it might actually be possible for me to write, and even enjoy writing it. I have a couple of original characters I'm starting to like and some of the niggly details of where and why things are happening are solidifying. Of course, I still have a few major hurdles (you know, other than the 50+ pages remaining to write) to get over: I can't quite commit to having it be exclusively from Dean's POV, even though I know, dramatically, why I originally decided to do it that way, and still agree with that reasoning; I keep flagging sections I've just written with "could be SAM," and have written two versions of one scene to test whether a) I can still write Sam at all and b) how his voice feels in this story. And then there's the list of questions and {{OMG RESEARCH}} notes that are accumulating and will need to be addressed... But still, I can see the path now, which is fun.
And I also managed to brain dump quite a bit of fun Winchester Paper Trail stuff, which I'm off to type up now. My partner in WPT crime got me all excited about it this afternoon, and I've moved off the slightly boring and research-intensive project and moved onto something more fun and with a higher potential for quick gratification.
Oh, and I made an icon. *points up* I really have to see Treasure of the Sierra Madre again.
Minou is crying outside my bedroom. I think she is still traumatized by the dead mouse. I wish she would cry silently or just come over here and sit by me and be comfy. She makes my head hurt.