Things that suck: getting a computer virus that requires you to strip your own hard drive and re-build your laptop from the ground up, but then be unable to access any of your backed-up files because the stupid back-up service isn't responding to your emails and you need your log-in data (which you do not have because your computer crashed) to ( Read more... )

Someday, I will have the time to just sit down at the computer and start writing the set of stories that have been brewing in my head for weeks, even months, now. They involve time travelers and wannabes and televangelists and mechanics and war correspondants and computer programs with abandonment issues and dog-things who smoke cigarettes and ( Read more... )

Here, have a story. It would appear I've decided to give that ancient U2 Songfic Project thing another go. *grins*

(Follow the fake cut to that one writing journal I made forever ago and never update anymore)

Mostly I'm putting it up there because it's the outline of someting bigger and better (i.e., illustrated) that will apear here in the future. I ( Read more... )

So I was doing some reflecting the other day about fandoms, and how people are consciously or unconsciously shaped by them, like any other interest. After a rambling conversation with the sister about it, I wrote about it a little bit.

Treat this like a meme if you want to -- this was an interesting bit of self-reflection, and I'd kinda be curious ( Read more... )

Have a quick story-sketch.

I don't know if you've ever run into kids like this before, but I know I sure have. Some of my friends from Debate were this breed of person, my boyfriend's a more laid-back, philosophical version of this, and even I border on it when I've been listening to too much Nine Inch Nails.

Part of the U2 Songfic Project. It's ( Read more... )

It's been a long, long day.

Have a story-thing.

( Tuesday Gray )

A: All of it.

So, today was interesting. I took a day trip with the family up to the Biltmore Estate in the Blue Ridge mountains. The place was absolutely huge, and after having read my Amelia Peabody books, which are set around the time the house was built, I felt I could appreciate it a bit more. Still, room after room of paneling and embroidery ( Read more... )

It's been a good summer. I've learned a lot, done a lot, gone places and written things and had a general blast. Everything's got to come to an end at some point, though, and tomorrow I'm headed off to school. I wish I had just a few more days of freedom -- I had so much left to do. But this year, I feel, is gonna be great.

I wrote something today ( Read more... )