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See the TURTLE of enormous girth!
On his shell he holds the earth
His thought is slow but always kind
He holds us all within his mind
On his back all vows are made
He sees the truth but may'nt aid
He loves the land and loves the sea
And even loves a child like me

(At least one Wiki has different text for this poem, but I know what I remember, and I memorized that when the book first came out, and that's the way it went.) Anyway, so that is a Beam poem. There are twelve Beams that hold up all the worlds, only some of which are known, most of which have fallen by the time the book takes place, etc. Those of you who are familiar with the Dark Tower series may remember this. Those of you who aren't... will probably be really confused.

Many, many years ago, when the books first came out, I decided I wanted to write the other Beam poems. I have no idea where those papers went. These Beam poems are better, written with lireavue ( Bear and Wolf )

And we're still working on the others.

Superhero training is fucking hard, yo. It was about 60 in the morning this morning and I still came back sweaty. And now my legs are all weak-feeling and oi, superhero training, how does it work. On the plus side, yay muscle building!

Oddly doing pretty well on getting back into the swing of writing after last minute Big Bang panic. Maybe taking the weekend off helped. At the rate I'm going, though, it won't take me too long to get my Novel BigBang draft finished, and then I can let that sit and be ripped to shreds by my beta team while I work on Horror and Original Big Bangs. Holy crap. This could actually work. And much more relaxed than SciFi Big Bang, which was sort of a cluster-fuck. That's here, by the way, I don't know if I linked it before. If anyone wants to explore more stories in that 'verse, let me know? It gives me fewer fits now than it did throughout most of the stupid Big Bang process in general.

I'm also tempted to do this reverse Big Bang thing, a 10k fic based on a mix. Especially since it includes Original fic and isn't due till next year. Hell, the mix claims aren't till November. Ponder.

I'm sure there was something else to say, but damned if I can think of what it was. If anyone finds where I left my brain, please let me know.

Oh! Hah. I remember what it was. Also writing-involved. Mostly that, um. Ponder. I need to pick my novel back up and finish it, which will involve considerable writing of additional scenes and editing of the ones I have, but I guess maybe I'll start putting a progress bar here anyway, or reporting progress weekly/daily/every other day as I have it? Hopefully that'll keep me going on it till it's done. Because, um. Nothing says get your dumb ass moving on that damn novel like three strangers saying, off a one-line comment on how similar something is to your novel, "I'd read that!" Yeah.

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Seen around the interwebs: "If I made Cinderella, the audience would immediately be looking for a body in the coach." -- Alfred Hitchcock, 1899-1980

So, if I wrote Cinderella, or any other fairy tale, what would you look for?


Oof. Yep, sleepy again. I really need to quit this. I also need to step up my superhero training a bit because I'm not panting and sweating nearly as much as I used to, which means my body's getting more used to what I'm doing. One thing I'm going to do, though, is add weights to some of my yoga poses, and since I'm already doing sun salutations to stretch for running, maybe swap those out for more reps of other stuff.

Long Road Progress: Imported everything into a Word doc so I can read it all at once. Because right now I've divided it into sections and that makes it easier for googledocs to manage, yes, but it also makes it really hard for me to keep track of what I'm doing where and when. So now it's all in one doc, in one file, and I can go through and read over it when I need.

My Horror Big Bang is 10,600 words already. And it needs a title. It's about ... something. Magical love bonds between a fairly cynical EMT and a demon biker and the trouble it causes both of them. Haven't decided yet on the ending. Right now it's just That Demon Biker story. Starring Kim Coates because this all started with Sons of Anarchy. Any ideas? Anyone? Bueller? I am pleased to note, at least, that Novel BigBang is coming along reasonably well and on time, and by on time I mean I should have the damn draft done in time for people to go over it and poke it at least a little bit for edits. Go go Beta team of awesome! I don't even know what to do with Original Big Bang, except that it, too, needs a title and I need to start kicking my own ass on it. At least the dates have all been pushed back some. And I'm pretty familiar with the world, too. Thank you, Nameless.

Someone remind me to go hunt monofilament thread at the bead store down the road a bit tomorrow. Otherwise it's going to be sewing the lightwire on with black thread and I don't know how well that's going to work. Possibly better than I think it will because it'll be thinner than great gobs of thread in certain places, but maybe not. Debate. Debate debate. And possibly sewing shit on... not tonight. Tomorrow night, when the boy's home.

Sad news, though. That was a cute whale.

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Sleeeeepy. Exhausted sleepy. But having so much fun with Leverage. So much fun. There are many episodes tonight and thankfully I got a chunk of my writing done already which means I can indulge in a few episodes and Eliot! Eliot Eliot Eliot. Not that I have a crush or anything.

And I completely didn't do the scene I meant to do for today's writing schedule, but wrote something in something else instead. This is probably a sign that I should go to bed. That and the fact that it took me about three hours to remember that I had this post open and post it. Oops.