up and up
WHOA, I've been productive lately. Some of this might have to do with telling Court to lock me out of my own Tumblr for weeks at a time and slowly tricking myself into thinking that there is nothing fun on the internet except for writing, but shhh. I'd been really falling behind on schoolwork and script pages, but ever since I had a talk with one of my screenwriting profs, I've been inspired to take his advice and sit down at the same time every night and get around five pages out -- so far, it's been working (even if sometimes I only crank out three or four, um), and I'm finally starting to catch up! WOOHOO!
Annnd, better yet, I've been tackling my LoM/DW longfic and doing a bunch of edits that I'd been putting off, and now I think I'm abooouuut ready to move forward into EXCITING THINGS (aka tardistardistardistardistardistardis). I'm really happy I decided in advance to not post any chapters up until I'd finished and polished, since now I can go back and embed shit and look clever when really I'm just incredibly slow and indecisive kajfhks. But yeah, I'd been leaving that sitting pretty on GooDocs for a while, and now I've moved it into WriteRoom and am WORKING LIKE A DEMON. ...Not that that means. Especially fast for me. BUT STILL. WORKING. CONSISTENTLY. ON A LONG PROJECT. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS.
Sam glanced from Gene to the tall, lanky bloke sitting across from him. Gene waved his hand in a gesture that bordered between introductory and dismissive.
"D.I. Tyler, meet D.I. Smith. From C-Division."
The man turned in his seat to grin at Sam.
He looked a bit odd, Sam thought immediately -- all big teeth and gawky angles, wrapped up in an over-tailored suit. But before Sam could take any further stock of the man, he leaped up, hand outstretched.
"John Smith," he said. When Sam took his hand, the man returned the motion with a tighter grip than he was prepared for. "Sam Tyler, I've been looking forward to meeting you."
Oh, also picked up my tablet again and so I've been sketching too??? Talented peeps on Plurk (aka Ryu and Brenda) mentioned somewhere that to practice properly, you need to draw things you aren't good at, and that kind of indirectly shamed me into wanting to try that skjfksaf SO BEEN TRYING FULL BODIES? AND SHADING? Badly, but trying nonetheless.
BASICALLY, TURNING OVER A NEW LEAF; LIFE IS GOOD; ETC. ETC. FEELS GOOD, MAN. ♥
Now, to get myself a new internship... 8|a
Crossposted from hughes@dreamwidth.
Annnd, better yet, I've been tackling my LoM/DW longfic and doing a bunch of edits that I'd been putting off, and now I think I'm abooouuut ready to move forward into EXCITING THINGS (aka tardistardistardistardistardistardis). I'm really happy I decided in advance to not post any chapters up until I'd finished and polished, since now I can go back and embed shit and look clever when really I'm just incredibly slow and indecisive kajfhks. But yeah, I'd been leaving that sitting pretty on GooDocs for a while, and now I've moved it into WriteRoom and am WORKING LIKE A DEMON. ...Not that that means. Especially fast for me. BUT STILL. WORKING. CONSISTENTLY. ON A LONG PROJECT. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS.
Sam glanced from Gene to the tall, lanky bloke sitting across from him. Gene waved his hand in a gesture that bordered between introductory and dismissive.
"D.I. Tyler, meet D.I. Smith. From C-Division."
The man turned in his seat to grin at Sam.
He looked a bit odd, Sam thought immediately -- all big teeth and gawky angles, wrapped up in an over-tailored suit. But before Sam could take any further stock of the man, he leaped up, hand outstretched.
"John Smith," he said. When Sam took his hand, the man returned the motion with a tighter grip than he was prepared for. "Sam Tyler, I've been looking forward to meeting you."
Oh, also picked up my tablet again and so I've been sketching too??? Talented peeps on Plurk (aka Ryu and Brenda) mentioned somewhere that to practice properly, you need to draw things you aren't good at, and that kind of indirectly shamed me into wanting to try that skjfksaf SO BEEN TRYING FULL BODIES? AND SHADING? Badly, but trying nonetheless.
BASICALLY, TURNING OVER A NEW LEAF; LIFE IS GOOD; ETC. ETC. FEELS GOOD, MAN. ♥
Now, to get myself a new internship... 8|a
Crossposted from hughes@dreamwidth.