Musing in the Rain
So it's quarter to eight in the morning after another sleepless night spent sitting around watching YouTube videos and doing my music homework. I wouldn't recommend identifying major scales at three in the morning while watching Joss Whedon's lecture on Humanism, the contrast is just a bit too bizarre to deal with that early. It's raining outside, which means everything is tinted in dark blues and grays and has an air of mystery to it. I've been waiting for weather like this. I need a day where it's not just blinding sunlight and leftover snow. Honest to god rain is my favorite weather in the world, for some reason, and given the choice I'd take rainy New York over a sunny beach any day.
There's a jar of peanut butter on the desk next to my computer. It's abandoned from my night of binging on rice cakes. It sits dejected next to my mug of half-finished Sprite and a broken wind-up robot. My desk is eclectic, to say the least.
I've hit a boring part of my Dollhouse/Dr. Horrible crossover, Bete Noir. It's not boring to read, I think, it's just boring to write. I've realized recently that I'm just not a romantic writer. There's a reason all my fanfiction has always been "general" or "darkfic" and that's just because romance isn't my thing. I like reading it, from time to time, as long as it has a plot, but writing doesn't really seem to be my cup of tea. Hopefully it won't come off that way in the finished piece, I'm trying my hardest, and I am having fun describing the atmosphere of the scene. I'm just really worried I'm not going to finish it, I know where I want it to go, and how I want it to end, and I know all the plot twists that are coming, it's just...extensive. I've never written a fic this extensive before, I've mostly stuck to one-shots. I hope I do alright.
Oh, and um, the next chapter should be up soon. Later tonight, hopefully, provided I don't pass out from two days of almost no sleep and wake up tomorrow morning with nothing posted and no homework done. Because that can happen, unfortunately. Very easily.
Anyway, there's not much else going on in my life right now. I'm going to Washington DC this weekend to promote genocide awareness with a social activist group I'm in. I have to meet with all these crazy important political leaders, I'm a bit nervous. Plus we're going to the Holocaust museum which is always...hard. To say the least. Other than that, though, I'm kind of excited. I haven't been to DC in a couple of years, and the last time I went it was one of the greatest trips I'd ever been on. Granted, I think that was mostly because I was 16 and finally allowed to wander around and decide on my own how I wanted to spend my vacation. It was kind of self-actualizing, I think.
But, yeah. That's what I'm up to. I should probably go get ready for my acting class now, I have to find my script and my characterization notes. And stuff.
Oh, also, does anyone on my friends list read tarot cards? I'm looking for a second opinion on a card meaning.
There's a jar of peanut butter on the desk next to my computer. It's abandoned from my night of binging on rice cakes. It sits dejected next to my mug of half-finished Sprite and a broken wind-up robot. My desk is eclectic, to say the least.
I've hit a boring part of my Dollhouse/Dr. Horrible crossover, Bete Noir. It's not boring to read, I think, it's just boring to write. I've realized recently that I'm just not a romantic writer. There's a reason all my fanfiction has always been "general" or "darkfic" and that's just because romance isn't my thing. I like reading it, from time to time, as long as it has a plot, but writing doesn't really seem to be my cup of tea. Hopefully it won't come off that way in the finished piece, I'm trying my hardest, and I am having fun describing the atmosphere of the scene. I'm just really worried I'm not going to finish it, I know where I want it to go, and how I want it to end, and I know all the plot twists that are coming, it's just...extensive. I've never written a fic this extensive before, I've mostly stuck to one-shots. I hope I do alright.
Oh, and um, the next chapter should be up soon. Later tonight, hopefully, provided I don't pass out from two days of almost no sleep and wake up tomorrow morning with nothing posted and no homework done. Because that can happen, unfortunately. Very easily.
Anyway, there's not much else going on in my life right now. I'm going to Washington DC this weekend to promote genocide awareness with a social activist group I'm in. I have to meet with all these crazy important political leaders, I'm a bit nervous. Plus we're going to the Holocaust museum which is always...hard. To say the least. Other than that, though, I'm kind of excited. I haven't been to DC in a couple of years, and the last time I went it was one of the greatest trips I'd ever been on. Granted, I think that was mostly because I was 16 and finally allowed to wander around and decide on my own how I wanted to spend my vacation. It was kind of self-actualizing, I think.
But, yeah. That's what I'm up to. I should probably go get ready for my acting class now, I have to find my script and my characterization notes. And stuff.
Oh, also, does anyone on my friends list read tarot cards? I'm looking for a second opinion on a card meaning.