It's snowing!
Yes indeed, and while in theory this is a gorgeous thing (because yay, snow, also it's not too cold), in practice cycling through the snowfall is hard on the eyes, literally.
Still, there's something magical about watching it flutter down from the sky. Now if only it can continue tomorrow morning when I can actually see it illuminated by natural light as opposed to the street lamps, that would be nice.
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I've decided I ought to actually use that Ao3 account I got to archive some of my better (or I should say, preferred) fics. It's useful in that the longer ones that I had to split into two to post can now be posted as a single one-shot as it was intended. (I mean this one, which is perhaps the longest one-shot I've ever written, clocking in at 14,205.) I'm also kind of proud of it and wish it got more love. But I'm pants at pimping out my own work. (Also I figure it's probably not as great as I hope it is. Oh well. I like writing it anyway.)
Speaking of writing, I'm getting little bits jotted down here and there. Only, you know, not on the actual things I'm meant to be writing. Funny how that works.
Still, there's something magical about watching it flutter down from the sky. Now if only it can continue tomorrow morning when I can actually see it illuminated by natural light as opposed to the street lamps, that would be nice.
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I've decided I ought to actually use that Ao3 account I got to archive some of my better (or I should say, preferred) fics. It's useful in that the longer ones that I had to split into two to post can now be posted as a single one-shot as it was intended. (I mean this one, which is perhaps the longest one-shot I've ever written, clocking in at 14,205.) I'm also kind of proud of it and wish it got more love. But I'm pants at pimping out my own work. (Also I figure it's probably not as great as I hope it is. Oh well. I like writing it anyway.)
Speaking of writing, I'm getting little bits jotted down here and there. Only, you know, not on the actual things I'm meant to be writing. Funny how that works.