this is not a reflective post (that will come later)
Whoa. Hi there, internet. It's been a crazy few days here in casa de pocky_slash. Or whatever. I don't actually know Spanish. Although Latin is sort of similar. And I do know Latin. What was I talking about?
Right. Busy times at the house of pocky_slash. Mostly for me, as I've been working odd shifts at The Bookstore and running around trying to get end-of-the-year things done. I'll have my year-end word count for you later tonight, but I definitely broke 200k with the last Sam/Will ficlet, so I'm pretty proud of myself. I signed up for getyourwordsout next year, so here's hoping for 250k in 2009!
(I know, I know, I am crazy. Et cetera.)
My parents are having a party for their friends tonight. I have no friends, so I will be here, too. fuuchan might grace me with her presence as well. So far, it seems night holds the Twilight Zone marathon and doing all of those year-end memes that have been going around. I feel like I already covered most of it in the post where I discovered I was a stone's throw away from 200k, but when has that stopped me from talking about writing even more? "Never" is the answer you're looking for, Internet.
I also want to set up the next writing chat thingy, plan my V-Day party, and set up the Sam/Will ficathon I said I'd run, all in the next few days. Why do I do this to myself? I should know by now that I am preternaturally lazy and would much rather spend my day off sleeping. TRAGIC.
(Unrelated to anything else in this post, I just got a Facebook invitation from Kate Hewlett and died a little inside. My crush on Kate is wildly out of control and I do not care at all.)
I never wrote any of those original Christmas ficlets, did I? Crap. I knew I should have done Advent this year.
Okay, this entry is degenerating into notes to myself, so I'll take leave of you for the moment. I'll be back later telling you what my favorite song of 2008 was and what my most under-appreciated story of 2008 was, I promise XD
Right. Busy times at the house of pocky_slash. Mostly for me, as I've been working odd shifts at The Bookstore and running around trying to get end-of-the-year things done. I'll have my year-end word count for you later tonight, but I definitely broke 200k with the last Sam/Will ficlet, so I'm pretty proud of myself. I signed up for getyourwordsout next year, so here's hoping for 250k in 2009!
(I know, I know, I am crazy. Et cetera.)
My parents are having a party for their friends tonight. I have no friends, so I will be here, too. fuuchan might grace me with her presence as well. So far, it seems night holds the Twilight Zone marathon and doing all of those year-end memes that have been going around. I feel like I already covered most of it in the post where I discovered I was a stone's throw away from 200k, but when has that stopped me from talking about writing even more? "Never" is the answer you're looking for, Internet.
I also want to set up the next writing chat thingy, plan my V-Day party, and set up the Sam/Will ficathon I said I'd run, all in the next few days. Why do I do this to myself? I should know by now that I am preternaturally lazy and would much rather spend my day off sleeping. TRAGIC.
(Unrelated to anything else in this post, I just got a Facebook invitation from Kate Hewlett and died a little inside. My crush on Kate is wildly out of control and I do not care at all.)
I never wrote any of those original Christmas ficlets, did I? Crap. I knew I should have done Advent this year.
Okay, this entry is degenerating into notes to myself, so I'll take leave of you for the moment. I'll be back later telling you what my favorite song of 2008 was and what my most under-appreciated story of 2008 was, I promise XD