what's next?
Well, this weekend was pretty much a wash. I pretty much spent the entire weekend rewatching West Wing for no apparent reason. No writing, a bit of packing and organizing but not much. Oops. Still, I kind of needed that.
Friday was my last day of work at the Big Gay NPO; I'd been there almost three years. I won't miss it much. Some of the people, maybe, but not the job itself. Being done is a huge load of stress off my back, you don't even know. Granted, now I have moving!stress and oh-god-what-am-I-doing-with-my-life!stress, but still. Totally worth it.
I have less than a week before I leave D.C. Huh. I've pretty much said all my goodbyes to people here; I've been more social in the past couple of weeks than in, like, the six months before that. Figures. But now I've got nothing left but packing. UGH I HATE PACKING. I'm taking it slow, just doing a few things every day. But yeah. This week's practically a vacation for me. Hopefully I won't squander it all away watching more West Wing, but I make no promises.
I did just do a major rewrite on a section of my Reversebang -- I'd been stuck on it for weeks, because I couldn't decide whether to keep the section as is or overhaul it to favor action over character moments, and I couldn't move forward because my decision would significantly affect the next several scenes. But the pacing just sucked, so I bit the bullet and rewrote it, axing out a LOT of Charles/Erik stuff in favor of Erik being an impulsive asshole. Which makes more sense for his character and improves the pacing and keeps the stakes a lot higher, granted, and that was why the section wasn't working before, but still. It's always hard for me to make massive cuts like that. Oh, well, hopefully now I can move forward. There's still a LOT of this fic left to write.
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Friday was my last day of work at the Big Gay NPO; I'd been there almost three years. I won't miss it much. Some of the people, maybe, but not the job itself. Being done is a huge load of stress off my back, you don't even know. Granted, now I have moving!stress and oh-god-what-am-I-doing-with-my-life!stress, but still. Totally worth it.
I have less than a week before I leave D.C. Huh. I've pretty much said all my goodbyes to people here; I've been more social in the past couple of weeks than in, like, the six months before that. Figures. But now I've got nothing left but packing. UGH I HATE PACKING. I'm taking it slow, just doing a few things every day. But yeah. This week's practically a vacation for me. Hopefully I won't squander it all away watching more West Wing, but I make no promises.
I did just do a major rewrite on a section of my Reversebang -- I'd been stuck on it for weeks, because I couldn't decide whether to keep the section as is or overhaul it to favor action over character moments, and I couldn't move forward because my decision would significantly affect the next several scenes. But the pacing just sucked, so I bit the bullet and rewrote it, axing out a LOT of Charles/Erik stuff in favor of Erik being an impulsive asshole. Which makes more sense for his character and improves the pacing and keeps the stakes a lot higher, granted, and that was why the section wasn't working before, but still. It's always hard for me to make massive cuts like that. Oh, well, hopefully now I can move forward. There's still a LOT of this fic left to write.
This entry was originally posted on Dreamwidth. Comment wherever you'd like.