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21 August 2012 @ 01:28 pm
Four weeks after being banned by MarkWatches (in an inconsistent but somewhat understandable way), I've appealed to be unbanned. I don't know if there's a precedence for that, but we'll see. Haven't heard back, yet, and looking at what's going on over at the site, I may have been better off to stick with my original plan and waiting until the current seasons of Buffy/Angel were over.

But I jumped the gun after waiting a few days post-Seeing Red, but I didn't account for all the ugliness surrounding [Spoiler (click to open)]Dead Tara and Dark Willow. I would not be surprised if nobody is in a particularly forgiving mood.
23 July 2011 @ 03:18 pm
The situation in Norway has me absolutely heartsick.

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Also, Amy WinehouseCollapse )
08 February 2011 @ 01:48 am
Life's happened.

The first month into the new year went well. Last month of the last one did, too, for that matter. Four days is apparently the perfect amount of time to be home. It's just enough to enjoy everyone without getting bogged down in questions about why I'm not married, don't have kids and still work in *gasp* retail(!) instead of an office or something somewhere. Personally, I'm just considering myself lucky to have a job in any field; I don't care what it is.

Not much writing going on, which is disappointing. But the other day I unearthed a box of prompts that I swear are at least five years old. Because I have a distinct memory of sitting with a friend, opening random books to random pages and blindly pointing at words and phrases, writing them down on notebook paper and then tearing that into tiny little bits. And it was a long time ago.

So maybe I'll start doing those. One a day.
04 August 2010 @ 09:09 pm
I've always been the sort of writer who plans everything down to the letter. I outline, I character map, I even draw things. The only problem is that by the time I've done all that, I kind of forgot why I wanted to write that story in the first place.

So, this time around I've decided to take the Stephen King/NaNoWriMo approach and just start writing and let the words go where they will. I've actually started into a really good premise about closeted transguy in the South who's just hit "debutante" age. So I've been writing and it's going great, but I've been hit with the urge to slap some supernatural fantasy stuff into it...and noooooo. As the subject line says, that just can't be good.
06 March 2010 @ 12:06 am
It seems like I've spent a year or more just going to work, watching tv, reading and ocassionally scratching away at unfinished fanfics I don't really like anymore. But now?
My damn muse has finally woken up, and gifted me an original story idea that I love. I'm kind of disappointed it didn't happen in November so it could be my NaNo, but at the same time, I'm just happy to have a story I'm actually EXCITED to be writing about instead of just writing to keep my tools sharp.

I need to do a little research though. What happens if somebody runs away when their 16 or 17 and manages to live off the grid until they're 18, what happens then? I mean, if my character from a rich family had enough in savings that she could run away to some other town (possibly in another state) and pay cash for like an efficiency apartment (you know, the sort where they've essentially turned old hotel room into a studio and rent by the week or month) and then does odd jobs -- basically keeping her name out of the system, when she turns 18, if she opens a checking account or applies for an actual job or does something else where her name is out there for people to see and therefor find her, there's no law or whatever that would mean she HAD to go back home or anything, right? In fact, if her family kept trying to get her to come home, she could even try to get a restraining order, maybe?

And no, it's not like her family is abusive and evil, just not emotionally supportive because they're all about keeping up appearances and she is...so not what the high society would deem acceptable.
13 February 2010 @ 03:12 pm
Been away for awhile. Work's been crazy but I guess better than nonexistent. Will check all the real people on my flist shortly (hope the few of you I had haven't given up on me) but for now my thoughts on various fandoms:

supernaturalCollapse )

SmallvilleCollapse )

ChuckCollapse )

Nothing to spoiler cut. My love for it and everybody in it remains untarnished.

Now, I'mma try to not abandon this thing again. Seems like I'm always saying that.
11 November 2009 @ 11:18 pm
very generic squeeingCollapse )
12 August 2009 @ 08:49 pm
God, it seems like I only ever post to say "It's been so long since I posted!"
07 March 2009 @ 12:36 am
I don't know what to say. I've got fic ideas. Some are even fairly detailed fic ideas (just did a whole big post about one, but I went back and made it private). I just can't seem to write anything worth keeping on the screen. And I really should try writing something that isn't fanfiction. I keep hoping that someday I'll write a really good, epic fanfic, and then be able to file off all the serial numbers and make it original-ish.

Well, actually I keep hoping I'll write the really good, epic fanfic, and then in the process of filing off the serial numbers, I'll stumble into a new, original story that is not like the fanfic really at all, but is equally good and epic.
14 January 2009 @ 08:07 pm
Been away, but back now. Just joined a group called thedailywriter. It gives a prompt for each day and here was todays:

"Write down the thoughts of the moment. Those that come unsought for are commonly the most valuable."

Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing. Am I where I'm supposed to be? Am I where I want to be? Sometimes I feel remarkably satisfied with my life, but other times? Other times I feel less so. Like maybe I was meant for something more. Something better. Something great. But something without focus and direction is nothing. I find myself spiraling. Lost with just the idea that there is more but I don't know what or why or how.

And so I wallow for awhile. A miserable lost little thing until the tide turns and what seems wrong seems right again Some times take longer than others.