goodbye.
I feel like I owe everyone here an apology. I haven't posted much lately and what I have posted was written hurriedly and for a fic challenge, culled from stray thoughts scribbled down in meetings, discarded scraps of other stories and Post-Its strewn all over my apartment (which is not to say that I'm not proud of them, more of I'd wish I'd been able to insert more effort). I'm supposed to be working on a fic battle but the status of my portion of that is much the same as it was when the idea first surfaced: I've thought about it. There hasn't been anything particularly original in the last months, sequels of prequels and forays into universes that only a handful of readers appear interested in. I haven't read fic in this fandom in ages and it's been even longer since I bothered to leave a comment on a fic of someone with whom I'm not close friends.
The truth is, I'm busy. Incredibly busy. I was recently promoted at work and while I was able to cast aside most of my previous responsibilities, I'm still carrying the weight of the company's largest account in addition to making an upcoming fiscal year close go smoothly, placating global manufacturers and spearheading a new division of the company for which we only recently settled on a name but whose invoices are four months ancient. The 15K race that I've been training for is tomorrow but if that goes well and my bike isn't entirely a rusted heap of metal in my parents' garage, I'll be starting triathalon training for July. My social life has gone from sitting in my apartment with a frozen pizza and West Wing reruns to getting home after ten almost every week night.
The Addison I loved from Grey's and early Private Practice has disappeared. And since it's the rare fic of mine that doesn't involve Addison Forbes Montgomery, it's hard to find things to write about her when I know that she's on television every week acting like an awkward, self-centered, bumbling fool who isn't given anything more to do than giggle at cute men and talk to uninteresting pregnant women. That's a fault of the writing and a fault of the acting. And a fault of me tumbling head over heels at the speed of light into another fandom that, thoughout all four seasons, never disappointed. Perhaps I've learned that there is better television out there.
There will be no more new Grey's or Private Practice fic coming from me in the upcoming months. I will try to finish out at least Microgravity soon and get Rachel to kindergarten, though I believe that Sound Magic may need to permanently shelved. The end of May marks the fiscal close that I mentioned above and I don't anticipate having much free time to sit down and breathe until that has passed.
I will revisit this decision then but for now, time is up and my pencil is down.
I thank all of you. Those of you who have commented, whether it be with consistency or just every so often, have made otherwise unbearable days at work a collection of eight hours that I can get through. Those of you who have read though not commented, I may have complained a few times about you but knowing that you were reading was enough to keep going.
It's been a great ride.
♥
Sara
The truth is, I'm busy. Incredibly busy. I was recently promoted at work and while I was able to cast aside most of my previous responsibilities, I'm still carrying the weight of the company's largest account in addition to making an upcoming fiscal year close go smoothly, placating global manufacturers and spearheading a new division of the company for which we only recently settled on a name but whose invoices are four months ancient. The 15K race that I've been training for is tomorrow but if that goes well and my bike isn't entirely a rusted heap of metal in my parents' garage, I'll be starting triathalon training for July. My social life has gone from sitting in my apartment with a frozen pizza and West Wing reruns to getting home after ten almost every week night.
The Addison I loved from Grey's and early Private Practice has disappeared. And since it's the rare fic of mine that doesn't involve Addison Forbes Montgomery, it's hard to find things to write about her when I know that she's on television every week acting like an awkward, self-centered, bumbling fool who isn't given anything more to do than giggle at cute men and talk to uninteresting pregnant women. That's a fault of the writing and a fault of the acting. And a fault of me tumbling head over heels at the speed of light into another fandom that, thoughout all four seasons, never disappointed. Perhaps I've learned that there is better television out there.
There will be no more new Grey's or Private Practice fic coming from me in the upcoming months. I will try to finish out at least Microgravity soon and get Rachel to kindergarten, though I believe that Sound Magic may need to permanently shelved. The end of May marks the fiscal close that I mentioned above and I don't anticipate having much free time to sit down and breathe until that has passed.
I will revisit this decision then but for now, time is up and my pencil is down.
I thank all of you. Those of you who have commented, whether it be with consistency or just every so often, have made otherwise unbearable days at work a collection of eight hours that I can get through. Those of you who have read though not commented, I may have complained a few times about you but knowing that you were reading was enough to keep going.
It's been a great ride.
♥
Sara