Short List, Inspiried by WUDJ Chat + Update on All Current Writing Projects
Below the cut you will find a short list, an update on all the current major writing projects I have going, something mean about cherie_morte and something even meaner about my cat.
Top Seven Fears
1 - Sh*rks (two sets of teeth, never stop swimming, can walk on land disguised at people, m.f.ing megalodons wtf is that shit, jaws can exert 132 pounds of pressure, four in the US Senate alone. Real fear, people.)
2 - Finding out something I thought was non-sentient is actually sentient (ie: baked goods, bathroom mirror, underwear, &c&c).
3 - Injuring my fingers (esp. the tips of my fingers).
4 - Cats that walk on leashes (unnatural. Just sayin').
5 - Landing after I have fallen off of something high (because heights don't really upset me).
6 - Wil Wheaton befriends pandas, they each learn of my hatred of them from the other and come after me (not saying I couldn't take them, because I absolutely could, just saying the thought of all the paperwork afterward is terrifying).
7 - Losing a grandparent (in any sense of the term 'lose').
In writing news, zombie story almost complete (unless I disregard Katie's threats and add a sex scene). Closed the doc down at almost 7800 words tonight. V. v. proud.
In a nearly unprecedented show, actually worked on my Dean/Castiel big bang fic today. More than double the word count -- bringing me from about 300 to about 1000. Summary still not complete, but that is priority one for tomorrow (after laundry, shower, finishing zombie fic, groceries, walking the dog, staring at the wall for a bit and having a small dance party).
Tacked about 900 words onto my SPN Het exchange fic as well. I'd say it's about half done, but the story actually has somewhere to go now, so I'm actually kind of enjoying my time spent there.
The 900 words of SPN Rarepairs exchange fic I found on my computer still continues to perplex me. WTF was I doing? WTF does it all mean? Why is it written like a really strange acid trip? And most terrifyingly, why do I like it so much?
We're not even going to talk about my RPF Big Bang.
And in a shocking turn of events, I have managed to put aside my Sam/Gabriel 'everyone is human' AU (aka: the one with the jellybean trick and the broken fax machine) to instead write the Supernatural/Big Bang Theory crossover that has been plaguing my mind since the episode where Raj works for Sheldon. Okay, look me in the... comments right now and tell me you didn't picture it when you heard those first few bars of Eye of the Tiger. I dare you. You can't.
Also had a disturbing dream about the potential crossover I will write for an episode of Leverage that hasn't even aired yet. Wow self, your penchant for crossover fic is getting terrifying. I think you need to get that checked out.
Now. As for the evil that is cherie_morte. In a recent post she linked to yet another big bang project. One that I saw about three weeks back and thought 'I would LOVE to do that, alas, it looks to be defunct'. Well it wasn't; it was in hiding and she went and linked it AND NOW I MAYBE WANT TO WRITE IT OH SWEET JUICY GODS WHY. So we made a blood pact and agreement to not sign up but if the sign up deadline (same date as the draft due date, hmm) rolls around and we happened to have drafts done, then HEY, maybe we will sign up after all. But we're not going to try or nothing. And we're not going to commiserate. And I'm not an exhibitionist.
epiphanyx7 used to talk me out of signing away my soul to evil crackpushers on the internet doing strange things, but alas, she is not here.
McLovin needs to be shaved, probably this weekend. He's too lazy and stupid to groom himself ever, so his entire back end is just on giant mat. He's atrocious and vile and why did I think it would be a good idea to get a cat? I love him because he's like an angry, bitey, smelly toddler and he's moving with me (still haven't found a place, btw), but he amazes me daily with his astounding levels of dumb.
There are no babies in the zombie apocalypse because babies have large heads and are chubby and slow. So they have all been eaten in the first wave of the attack. No babies, unless they are zombies babies. When you see a zombie baby, you must make a will save of 20 to avoid the Angst +15 effect.
Thank you for your attention this evening, please drive safely.
FYI, this got entry weird. Warnings for zombies and other distasteful things (like Wil Wheaton and so much crossover fanfiction that my wrist started to hurt just thinking about maybe writing it all one day). Whew. I could kill me with my brain too.
Top Seven Fears
1 - Sh*rks (two sets of teeth, never stop swimming, can walk on land disguised at people, m.f.ing megalodons wtf is that shit, jaws can exert 132 pounds of pressure, four in the US Senate alone. Real fear, people.)
2 - Finding out something I thought was non-sentient is actually sentient (ie: baked goods, bathroom mirror, underwear, &c&c).
3 - Injuring my fingers (esp. the tips of my fingers).
4 - Cats that walk on leashes (unnatural. Just sayin').
5 - Landing after I have fallen off of something high (because heights don't really upset me).
6 - Wil Wheaton befriends pandas, they each learn of my hatred of them from the other and come after me (not saying I couldn't take them, because I absolutely could, just saying the thought of all the paperwork afterward is terrifying).
7 - Losing a grandparent (in any sense of the term 'lose').
In writing news, zombie story almost complete (unless I disregard Katie's threats and add a sex scene). Closed the doc down at almost 7800 words tonight. V. v. proud.
In a nearly unprecedented show, actually worked on my Dean/Castiel big bang fic today. More than double the word count -- bringing me from about 300 to about 1000. Summary still not complete, but that is priority one for tomorrow (after laundry, shower, finishing zombie fic, groceries, walking the dog, staring at the wall for a bit and having a small dance party).
Tacked about 900 words onto my SPN Het exchange fic as well. I'd say it's about half done, but the story actually has somewhere to go now, so I'm actually kind of enjoying my time spent there.
The 900 words of SPN Rarepairs exchange fic I found on my computer still continues to perplex me. WTF was I doing? WTF does it all mean? Why is it written like a really strange acid trip? And most terrifyingly, why do I like it so much?
We're not even going to talk about my RPF Big Bang.
And in a shocking turn of events, I have managed to put aside my Sam/Gabriel 'everyone is human' AU (aka: the one with the jellybean trick and the broken fax machine) to instead write the Supernatural/Big Bang Theory crossover that has been plaguing my mind since the episode where Raj works for Sheldon. Okay, look me in the... comments right now and tell me you didn't picture it when you heard those first few bars of Eye of the Tiger. I dare you. You can't.
Also had a disturbing dream about the potential crossover I will write for an episode of Leverage that hasn't even aired yet. Wow self, your penchant for crossover fic is getting terrifying. I think you need to get that checked out.
Now. As for the evil that is cherie_morte. In a recent post she linked to yet another big bang project. One that I saw about three weeks back and thought 'I would LOVE to do that, alas, it looks to be defunct'. Well it wasn't; it was in hiding and she went and linked it AND NOW I MAYBE WANT TO WRITE IT OH SWEET JUICY GODS WHY. So we made a blood pact and agreement to not sign up but if the sign up deadline (same date as the draft due date, hmm) rolls around and we happened to have drafts done, then HEY, maybe we will sign up after all. But we're not going to try or nothing. And we're not going to commiserate. And I'm not an exhibitionist.
epiphanyx7 used to talk me out of signing away my soul to evil crackpushers on the internet doing strange things, but alas, she is not here.
McLovin needs to be shaved, probably this weekend. He's too lazy and stupid to groom himself ever, so his entire back end is just on giant mat. He's atrocious and vile and why did I think it would be a good idea to get a cat? I love him because he's like an angry, bitey, smelly toddler and he's moving with me (still haven't found a place, btw), but he amazes me daily with his astounding levels of dumb.
There are no babies in the zombie apocalypse because babies have large heads and are chubby and slow. So they have all been eaten in the first wave of the attack. No babies, unless they are zombies babies. When you see a zombie baby, you must make a will save of 20 to avoid the Angst +15 effect.
Thank you for your attention this evening, please drive safely.
FYI, this got entry weird. Warnings for zombies and other distasteful things (like Wil Wheaton and so much crossover fanfiction that my wrist started to hurt just thinking about maybe writing it all one day). Whew. I could kill me with my brain too.