Various Musings ...
On the ASJ front first, since that's the fandom I've been playing in lately. I have screenshots of Heyes-Leaning for jekesta , Heyes-Hands for all of us, and the Kid with his hand on Heye's knee (Stagecoach Seven) - so slashy. Also a couple more screenshots of Heyes in the bathtub (never too much Nekked!Heyes for my benefit. Oh, and some Curry Gun Shots ... nice basket views as well, if you are a Curry Basket Fan. They're all over at my Scrapbook - the ASJ gallery.
Oh, and if anybody makes icons -- you gotta POST THEM AT aliassmithjones !
I'm chuffed that I'm still writing after a month. I think my meds are finally at the right mix. I've been depressed for so many years without noticing, that it's rather odd to be almost back at my old self again. Of course, one of the drugs in the mix has a possibility of playing with your blood glucose levels. Since diabetes runs in the family, I have Mum's glucose meter, and am going to start checking my levels. Frankly, if the stuff works, I'll deal with the glucose levels if the problem arises.
My new psychiatrist is the bomb! He's so empathetic, so knowledgeable ... his whole person reassures you that he knows exactly what he's doing. And he really does. He has been straight on the target every time I've talked to him. Our first session, he assured me I'd be back from the depression within a few months, totally changed my meds, and I started feeling better almost immediately. Now, with a few more tweaks over the past months, I'm nearly there.
Now I need to ease my way out of my Heyes/Curry obsession and back into my original fiction. I have totally lost track of the gay erotica market -- got no idea if stories even sell any more outside of anthologies! I should get in touch with the old gang and see if there are any anthos I can submit stories to. Armand and JT have a few more new stories, and I still have a couple that I haven't sold yet.
I should copy that "Heyes" smut I sold to Bunkhouse into this journal, shouldn't I? Now, where did I put that copy of the mag.....
Tell and Tano are starting to tug at the curtain, wanting their turn, and Jack and Ian still need work. I'm still waffling on the rest of the velyr ... that first tale is going to really need professional writing, and I'm still not totally confident I can do it yet. Maybe I need to hit some more scifi conventions and boost my ego some. After all, if Rachel Caine, Jim Butcher, and Kim Harrison can make it big in the time I've been depressed, I should be able to do it before I hit retirement age!
Need a new hot water heater, too. This pinhole leak is annoying -- the damn pilot light keeps going out. I'm thinking tankless, but I hear the installation fees are horrid. I also need to figure out why my li'l azalea bushes are so puny. I may need some acidic azalea food or something.
Damnation, I also need to get back to doing darksyde_lite essays now that my mood has lifted. Of course, if I were really following the mindfulness pathway, I'd have kept it up more frequently during my depression .....
If I can ever sell Mum's house, I'll have the money to go visit my other friends across the country ... maybe take pipmudturtle with me on my next overseas trip (if I can make him save up the funds, that is).
I think I'm going to have to post the Heyes/Holmes crossover in two parts. It's turned into a novella already, 20K words, and I've just barely gotten Heyes and the Kid back together to scheme with Holmes.
Oh, and if anybody makes icons -- you gotta POST THEM AT aliassmithjones !
I'm chuffed that I'm still writing after a month. I think my meds are finally at the right mix. I've been depressed for so many years without noticing, that it's rather odd to be almost back at my old self again. Of course, one of the drugs in the mix has a possibility of playing with your blood glucose levels. Since diabetes runs in the family, I have Mum's glucose meter, and am going to start checking my levels. Frankly, if the stuff works, I'll deal with the glucose levels if the problem arises.
My new psychiatrist is the bomb! He's so empathetic, so knowledgeable ... his whole person reassures you that he knows exactly what he's doing. And he really does. He has been straight on the target every time I've talked to him. Our first session, he assured me I'd be back from the depression within a few months, totally changed my meds, and I started feeling better almost immediately. Now, with a few more tweaks over the past months, I'm nearly there.
Now I need to ease my way out of my Heyes/Curry obsession and back into my original fiction. I have totally lost track of the gay erotica market -- got no idea if stories even sell any more outside of anthologies! I should get in touch with the old gang and see if there are any anthos I can submit stories to. Armand and JT have a few more new stories, and I still have a couple that I haven't sold yet.
I should copy that "Heyes" smut I sold to Bunkhouse into this journal, shouldn't I? Now, where did I put that copy of the mag.....
Tell and Tano are starting to tug at the curtain, wanting their turn, and Jack and Ian still need work. I'm still waffling on the rest of the velyr ... that first tale is going to really need professional writing, and I'm still not totally confident I can do it yet. Maybe I need to hit some more scifi conventions and boost my ego some. After all, if Rachel Caine, Jim Butcher, and Kim Harrison can make it big in the time I've been depressed, I should be able to do it before I hit retirement age!
Need a new hot water heater, too. This pinhole leak is annoying -- the damn pilot light keeps going out. I'm thinking tankless, but I hear the installation fees are horrid. I also need to figure out why my li'l azalea bushes are so puny. I may need some acidic azalea food or something.
Damnation, I also need to get back to doing darksyde_lite essays now that my mood has lifted. Of course, if I were really following the mindfulness pathway, I'd have kept it up more frequently during my depression .....
If I can ever sell Mum's house, I'll have the money to go visit my other friends across the country ... maybe take pipmudturtle with me on my next overseas trip (if I can make him save up the funds, that is).
I think I'm going to have to post the Heyes/Holmes crossover in two parts. It's turned into a novella already, 20K words, and I've just barely gotten Heyes and the Kid back together to scheme with Holmes.