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I took a shower and now there is soap in my eye. I demand a refund! *g*
Trying to plug along at spaceship rental. I only have a few scenes left, but I decided to go back and add an extra one I'd planned to add anyway. (It's one where I have the evidence and the conclusion already, but I needed to bolster the argument a bit more.) I want to write the final scene before I forget, too, but that feels a bit too much like a capstone to the project. This one and then that one? And then populate my not-actually-full draft with the necessary scenes, starting from the front. It's currently 60k. I don't think I'm escaping from this at under 70k. I have no idea what I've posted where, but have a snippet:
Bingo is progressing nicely. I'll complete the Awl column tomorrow! I chose to complete the Awl square by commenting on the first fic for Guardian in the tag, which is fitting in a way?
Yuletide sign-ups open in 10 days. I need to write a letter next week.
My spellcheck would like to inform you that Haole Yunnan is trying to prevent tensions between Sardinians and Carthagineans. Indeed, we all know the famous battle cry of Ye Zn, abetted by Thu Jim and Ya Sing: Carthago delenda est.
Half-baked thought: I like monsters because I am (seen as) one. I am the bogeyman, I am the weirdo no-one wants (their kids) to be. Over the years, I have become quite good at pretending to be a human, but especially in person, the cracks show and people notice.
Since that was depressing, let us have some plotbunnies:
- Groping the Hallows gives you tentacles.
- It is a nice day in Haixing, and Ye Zun is a terrible goose.
- Honk honk.
Trying to plug along at spaceship rental. I only have a few scenes left, but I decided to go back and add an extra one I'd planned to add anyway. (It's one where I have the evidence and the conclusion already, but I needed to bolster the argument a bit more.) I want to write the final scene before I forget, too, but that feels a bit too much like a capstone to the project. This one and then that one? And then populate my not-actually-full draft with the necessary scenes, starting from the front. It's currently 60k. I don't think I'm escaping from this at under 70k. I have no idea what I've posted where, but have a snippet:
He returned to the SID to find Shen Wei sulking on the couch. "What's up?"
"It has been explained to me," Shen Wei said, "that the reputation of the Black-Cloaked Envoy is such that no-one dares bring up complaints while he's present."
"So you've been sitting here and dying of boredom," Zhao Yunlan filled in.
Shen Wei did not sigh, but it was close. He lifted his glasses and rubbed at the bridge of his nose.
Bingo is progressing nicely. I'll complete the Awl column tomorrow! I chose to complete the Awl square by commenting on the first fic for Guardian in the tag, which is fitting in a way?
Yuletide sign-ups open in 10 days. I need to write a letter next week.
My spellcheck would like to inform you that Haole Yunnan is trying to prevent tensions between Sardinians and Carthagineans. Indeed, we all know the famous battle cry of Ye Zn, abetted by Thu Jim and Ya Sing: Carthago delenda est.
Half-baked thought: I like monsters because I am (seen as) one. I am the bogeyman, I am the weirdo no-one wants (their kids) to be. Over the years, I have become quite good at pretending to be a human, but especially in person, the cracks show and people notice.
Since that was depressing, let us have some plotbunnies:
- Groping the Hallows gives you tentacles.
- It is a nice day in Haixing, and Ye Zun is a terrible goose.
- Honk honk.
