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kittydesade) wrote2012-03-01 09:51 am
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Гранитная набережная с собственной пристанью, отделанные венецианской штукатуркой подъезды, кафе и рестораны, салоны красоты и супермаркеты, ну и конечно же, квартиры по две-три сотни метров.
The granite embankment with its own quayside, the entrances finished with Venetian plasterwork, the cafes and restaurants, the beauty salons and supermarkets and also, of course, the apartments with several hundred square feet of floor space.
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Okay. I feel like I actually have a brain today, which is good because yesterday I had several bouts of staring at the screen for minutes on end trying to think of how best to phrase this concept that I had clearly in my head and wasn't translating on paper. On the screen. Whichever.
House stuff is now on hold till I hear back from anyone about anything, but with it being under contract most of the panic that someone will snake it out from under me is gone, at least. And yeah, someone probably could come by and see it and be all "Yes! Cash now, give me house!" but given the state it's in (shutters falling off, paint peeling off the front) I think they're more likely to take a look at the outside and go "Bleh." So we'll wait to hear back about the boiler. Which means I don't have to think about having to do anything but my taxes this weekend, which is fucking awesome. Back to fake people problems!
First of which, I think, will be banging on the BBM drafts so those can get done. At least those are relatively short. If I can bang out 2-4k on an original story in a day (admittedly, a day I don't have to work, but still) those can get done over the weekend, and then I'll have drafts and can do all the edits ever. So... mm, actually, that can be work type stuff. And then home type stuff, more Long Road, more Black Ice. Triumvirate is also a work type thing because right now it's still in world-building stages, and that takes care of that writing stuff! I had more thoughts but they went away.
One thought since I'm looking at my documents list again is that I've completely gotten distracted from sporking poor Kiera Cass. I should actually get back to that, not to rip her writing to shreds although there is some of that involved, but to remind myself why I do things the way I do them and why this is better than that and so on. It's really good for that. Hell, I could probably do it with my own writing, if I knew where half of it was. And if it wasn't so loaded to do it with your own writing; that way lies endless pits of "God I suck." No, that's not true, this is writing you were doing ten years ago. On the other hand, doing it to someone else's writing leads to the pitfalls of "How come sucky writing like this gets published but I don't." and "Everyone is a terrible writer but me." Both of which are bad, for different reasons.
Also need to get back to that rewatch of Farscape. Though tonight there will either be The Glades or New Amsterdam, and all of the pretty. And the snark. Piles and piles of snark. I am... starting to feel like myself again. Which is a little unnerving that the stress of house-buying logistics has knocked me that far out of myself. On the other hand, it's also kind of reassuring to know that I'm capable of doing that. Still, I'm glad we'll (hopefully) only be doing it once.




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I mean. Yes.