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Dec. 1st, 2006 02:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeWelp. Nanowrimo's over for another year, and I squeaked through. Hate about half of what I've written, yay. I think I'm going to scrap about half of the Pen Bryton sequel and re-write it. At least now I have an idea of what are the boring scenes (and I should really know better) to write and what scenes can stay in. What I need more of and what I need less of. I should go over the outline with the highlighters first. At least I have an idea of the proportions now? Hm. Maybe I'll print that out and do it at work. Need more plastic paper sheets.
There was a birthday party last night! And, it seems, much fun was had, including by the Birthday Bear whose movie we did not get to see, alas. Poo! But there was fun, and that was the important bit.
I have this urge to write the 'kiss' prompt for Pen. Or maybe for Jake. This is bad in the first case because I should not ship my own characters so much. It's going to bleed into my writing and I'm trying not to be... it's a pulp detective novel, dammit! Not a fan romance! Jake, not so much, because it's not like he's ever going to get to.
Time, I guess to get caught up on ficlets and other writing things. And mini painting, finish the last few sewing tasks before I put things away, and dancing. I've actually been stretching? And the green tea seems to steady out whatever it is that was making my size fluctuate (weight? I have no idea. I don't keep a scale. But size, yes.) which is good because I'm so much less inclined to dance when I feel like a fat turd. Don't you just love hearing me whine about my body? Yeah, me too.
I think it's also helping to regulate my body temperature better. Because my body temp doesn't fluctuate as wildly as it has been the past few years. Not sure what's up with that.
Yawn. Sleepy. Don't wanna go to work. But I get paid today, and I don't have to be on the phones (I think) for the next two days. Which is always a plus. I'm also keeping so much better track of my bank book than I used to. Which is good, and selling stuff on Ebay means that people might get paid accounts. And more icons. Except the only one I want to get a paid account and more icons, there aren't as many good pictures for his PB as ... bleh. Bah humbug. Today's just generally a bah humbug kind of a day. It's a Richardian day. Except for the wind howling outside.
There was a birthday party last night! And, it seems, much fun was had, including by the Birthday Bear whose movie we did not get to see, alas. Poo! But there was fun, and that was the important bit.
I have this urge to write the 'kiss' prompt for Pen. Or maybe for Jake. This is bad in the first case because I should not ship my own characters so much. It's going to bleed into my writing and I'm trying not to be... it's a pulp detective novel, dammit! Not a fan romance! Jake, not so much, because it's not like he's ever going to get to.
Time, I guess to get caught up on ficlets and other writing things. And mini painting, finish the last few sewing tasks before I put things away, and dancing. I've actually been stretching? And the green tea seems to steady out whatever it is that was making my size fluctuate (weight? I have no idea. I don't keep a scale. But size, yes.) which is good because I'm so much less inclined to dance when I feel like a fat turd. Don't you just love hearing me whine about my body? Yeah, me too.
I think it's also helping to regulate my body temperature better. Because my body temp doesn't fluctuate as wildly as it has been the past few years. Not sure what's up with that.
Yawn. Sleepy. Don't wanna go to work. But I get paid today, and I don't have to be on the phones (I think) for the next two days. Which is always a plus. I'm also keeping so much better track of my bank book than I used to. Which is good, and selling stuff on Ebay means that people might get paid accounts. And more icons. Except the only one I want to get a paid account and more icons, there aren't as many good pictures for his PB as ... bleh. Bah humbug. Today's just generally a bah humbug kind of a day. It's a Richardian day. Except for the wind howling outside.