Another chapter down, and who the hell knows how many more to go...
Chapter 39 of TFR is done. Thirty-nine chapters. Fuck. That's a lot. And who the hell knows how many more. I'm going to start on Chapter 40 tomorrow. If I really push it, MAYBE I'll get it done tomorrow. Maybe. But...sheesh. I'm tired. I know where I want this story to go but getting there...
But I loved Chapter 39, honestly. I don't often love what I write but that chapter was really fucking good, if I do say so myself. The problem is, I don't know how or if I'll be able to top it, which might be why I'm procrastinating on starting Chapter 40.
Oh yeah, and somebody left a "review" that said "Harry was born in 1990, not 1980." Actually, Harry WAS born in 1980, thank you very fucking much. Says so in canon and in The Lexicon.
And, yeah, it seems that my beautiful Hermione/Lucius bunny isn't going anywhere at the moment. (sniff!) My co-author/beta woman hasn't gotten back to me. I really want this story to happen, it's too good to wither on the plot vine. Even if I could just see a single chapter posted at RS.org that would be awesome.
It's pouring rain right now, which sucks, but the Red Sox swept the A's, which is good.
And I would like to reiterate at this time that Dick Cheney is a fucking evil bastard. How do I know this?
Because he told people that if we don't vote for him and that idiot fucking fratboy from Crawford in the upcoming election, we're all gonna die from a terrorist attack. This is what our political process has been reduced to. Slinging mud and threatening voters with DEATH if they don't vote for the "right" people.
I still say Warner Brothers should have picked Cheney to play Voldemort.
But I loved Chapter 39, honestly. I don't often love what I write but that chapter was really fucking good, if I do say so myself. The problem is, I don't know how or if I'll be able to top it, which might be why I'm procrastinating on starting Chapter 40.
Oh yeah, and somebody left a "review" that said "Harry was born in 1990, not 1980." Actually, Harry WAS born in 1980, thank you very fucking much. Says so in canon and in The Lexicon.
And, yeah, it seems that my beautiful Hermione/Lucius bunny isn't going anywhere at the moment. (sniff!) My co-author/beta woman hasn't gotten back to me. I really want this story to happen, it's too good to wither on the plot vine. Even if I could just see a single chapter posted at RS.org that would be awesome.
It's pouring rain right now, which sucks, but the Red Sox swept the A's, which is good.
And I would like to reiterate at this time that Dick Cheney is a fucking evil bastard. How do I know this?
Because he told people that if we don't vote for him and that idiot fucking fratboy from Crawford in the upcoming election, we're all gonna die from a terrorist attack. This is what our political process has been reduced to. Slinging mud and threatening voters with DEATH if they don't vote for the "right" people.
I still say Warner Brothers should have picked Cheney to play Voldemort.