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I have this tendency to do most of my planning on paper and in chats with other people, which means finding my notes means trawling through IM logs and old writing pads and pieces of paper floating around the computer desk. This combination of talking to other people and scribbling down lists and diagrams and conversations with MYSELF in incomplete sentences seems to be the best way for me to plan.
Which is relevant because I'm trying to get together all my notes on CCS!X and make sense of a particular comment I made in one such log. I think I've got almost everything now and I can fill in the gaps, but hey.
*flicking through a pad looking for notes on CCS!X and finds notes on Domine Sancte instead* HEE. The first half is in Japanese because I was afraid of someone walking past and wondering what I was writing, except there's an English line in the middle of all the Japanese -- "forgive me father for I have sinned". *rereads* EH? Hakken te nan da yo, that should have been haiken. And why am I correcting myself NOW, anyway?
Huh, some of the details here ended up different in the actual fic.
Okay, no seriously, back to looking for what I was MEANT to be finding.
... Ah, next page.
Refreshingly useless. Oh well. XD
Anyway, I've written 3500 words on CCS!X in the last 3 days. Didn't go to bed until past 4 yesterday because I was determined to get the scene done, and it's already 3.30 now. *eyes clock* God, after about 2 months of writers' block, why do I have to get my mojo back right before uni starts again and I have piles of untouched work that now need to be done in the next two days? *tears hair out* Well, okay, it's good from the point of view of Christmas fics. And of course I ALWAYS want my writing mojo, even when it's inconvenient. But what is it with me and getting caught up with CCS!X right before Christmas fics? I did it last year, too. *ponders this truth*
Completely changing the topic, tonight my parents and I went to see Grease: The Musical, which was awesomely cool. The singers all had really good, strong voices, and I've always loved Grease. It's something my older sister indoctrinated me with when I was a child; she had a tape of it, and we used to watch it together all the time. I think I must have seen that movie 10 to 15 times or so, a record rivalled only by the original Star Wars trilogy (esp. the third one. I loved Ewoks and happy endings, what can I say), which coincidentally we had on a set of old tapes I always watched with my brother. *wry grin* A lot of who I am comes from a schizo mess of influence from my brother and sister, though my brother's influence was stronger in the end, I think.
There are lots of things about me that are nothing like either of my siblings (or parents), of course. Perhaps attributable to (or blameable upon) the friends I've known the longest, from third grade or seventh grade onward. But anyway, why did I get sidetracked into that kind of dumb introspection? It's almost 4 am and I need to finish this scene.
ETA: Oh, also, I watched Disney's answer to Hercules and I am TERRIBLY AMUSED. I love the way there is a complete lack of adultery or murderous stepmothers-- let's blame it all on the God of the Underworld. XD (No, I did enjoy it, I just found that hilariously funny. Showers of gold and swans extra-maritally impregnating young women aren't PC enough, clearly!)
Which is relevant because I'm trying to get together all my notes on CCS!X and make sense of a particular comment I made in one such log. I think I've got almost everything now and I can fill in the gaps, but hey.
*flicking through a pad looking for notes on CCS!X and finds notes on Domine Sancte instead* HEE. The first half is in Japanese because I was afraid of someone walking past and wondering what I was writing, except there's an English line in the middle of all the Japanese -- "forgive me father for I have sinned". *rereads* EH? Hakken te nan da yo, that should have been haiken. And why am I correcting myself NOW, anyway?
Huh, some of the details here ended up different in the actual fic.
Okay, no seriously, back to looking for what I was MEANT to be finding.
... Ah, next page.
Refreshingly useless. Oh well. XD
Anyway, I've written 3500 words on CCS!X in the last 3 days. Didn't go to bed until past 4 yesterday because I was determined to get the scene done, and it's already 3.30 now. *eyes clock* God, after about 2 months of writers' block, why do I have to get my mojo back right before uni starts again and I have piles of untouched work that now need to be done in the next two days? *tears hair out* Well, okay, it's good from the point of view of Christmas fics. And of course I ALWAYS want my writing mojo, even when it's inconvenient. But what is it with me and getting caught up with CCS!X right before Christmas fics? I did it last year, too. *ponders this truth*
Completely changing the topic, tonight my parents and I went to see Grease: The Musical, which was awesomely cool. The singers all had really good, strong voices, and I've always loved Grease. It's something my older sister indoctrinated me with when I was a child; she had a tape of it, and we used to watch it together all the time. I think I must have seen that movie 10 to 15 times or so, a record rivalled only by the original Star Wars trilogy (esp. the third one. I loved Ewoks and happy endings, what can I say), which coincidentally we had on a set of old tapes I always watched with my brother. *wry grin* A lot of who I am comes from a schizo mess of influence from my brother and sister, though my brother's influence was stronger in the end, I think.
There are lots of things about me that are nothing like either of my siblings (or parents), of course. Perhaps attributable to (or blameable upon) the friends I've known the longest, from third grade or seventh grade onward. But anyway, why did I get sidetracked into that kind of dumb introspection? It's almost 4 am and I need to finish this scene.
ETA: Oh, also, I watched Disney's answer to Hercules and I am TERRIBLY AMUSED. I love the way there is a complete lack of adultery or murderous stepmothers-- let's blame it all on the God of the Underworld. XD (No, I did enjoy it, I just found that hilariously funny. Showers of gold and swans extra-maritally impregnating young women aren't PC enough, clearly!)