More rambling, fearing for my fandom and crab about my neighbor
I've been thinking of writing a sequel to You Could. I was sitting on the train, coming home from work when it hit me. I don't have it all worked out yet. But just about. I Don't want to start the story as a second story but just continue on where I left off. I have to come up with a slightly different ending instead of making it final but it shouldn't be hard. Though I'm going to finish Bump in the night this weekend. And That Effect.
I got a email from amazon saying my book isn't going to be delivered until July 26th. I'm sort of pissed. Last time I ordered from them I got it on the day the book came out. I ordered the British Verison I don't know if that has anything to do with it or what. I did wait to the last minute to order it so maybe its my own fault.
My sister talked me into going with her to get the book at the local store at midnight. I'm sort of scared cause my sister (30yrs old) just got her Drivers license. Shes one of these people that drifts into the next lane when she drives. I fear for my life. (If I die my writings are for who ever wants them.) And to drive with her at night is even scarer. So now we're up to 6 adults going to get the book.
I've been rereading OoTP this week to get updated on it. Its been nearly a year since i've last looked at it. What really bothered me is the picture of Snape in the chapter on Occlumency. In the picture it looks like he's balding and has a gotee. I hate this picture. This isn't Snape. I can't imagine Snape that way. God I hope JKR doens' t kill off. Snarry would come to a halt just like HP/Sirius black stories did when he died.
I suppose I could go back to HP/DM. I can't read about a character thats dead. It bothers me cause it makes it seem more like its not real... and yes I know none of its real but still. It kills the mood. I fear for my fandom sometimes. I enjoy writing a lot and don't want to give it up. Not to mention I have about 10 stories in the works.
My neighbor comes over today and tells me that she doens't like it when we park the car in the garage cause she can't tell if we're home. I just stood there and stared at her. I mean what do you say to that. Sorry for the inconveniece? The thing is her house is at a weird angle and she can't really see the house from hers.
Not to mention we're never home. J works, I work, what is she doing while were gone.
I got a email from amazon saying my book isn't going to be delivered until July 26th. I'm sort of pissed. Last time I ordered from them I got it on the day the book came out. I ordered the British Verison I don't know if that has anything to do with it or what. I did wait to the last minute to order it so maybe its my own fault.
My sister talked me into going with her to get the book at the local store at midnight. I'm sort of scared cause my sister (30yrs old) just got her Drivers license. Shes one of these people that drifts into the next lane when she drives. I fear for my life. (If I die my writings are for who ever wants them.) And to drive with her at night is even scarer. So now we're up to 6 adults going to get the book.
I've been rereading OoTP this week to get updated on it. Its been nearly a year since i've last looked at it. What really bothered me is the picture of Snape in the chapter on Occlumency. In the picture it looks like he's balding and has a gotee. I hate this picture. This isn't Snape. I can't imagine Snape that way. God I hope JKR doens' t kill off. Snarry would come to a halt just like HP/Sirius black stories did when he died.
I suppose I could go back to HP/DM. I can't read about a character thats dead. It bothers me cause it makes it seem more like its not real... and yes I know none of its real but still. It kills the mood. I fear for my fandom sometimes. I enjoy writing a lot and don't want to give it up. Not to mention I have about 10 stories in the works.
My neighbor comes over today and tells me that she doens't like it when we park the car in the garage cause she can't tell if we're home. I just stood there and stared at her. I mean what do you say to that. Sorry for the inconveniece? The thing is her house is at a weird angle and she can't really see the house from hers.
Not to mention we're never home. J works, I work, what is she doing while were gone.