Warhead On Legs

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Despite the shenanigans of today, I somehow managed to come home, make dinner, put in beef to marinate for tomorrow night's dinner, feed the cats, medicate Murdock with his homeopathic dewormer since he keeps goddamn reinfecting himself (none of the other cats have worms by the way, it's just him), wash and block two pairs of arm warmers and a dishrag, practice my guitar, do my Japanese, and get a fair bit of writing done. Because I'm awesome.

I banged out some of one of the BigBang Mixups and some of Long Road, little bits of a couple other things but mostly I'm pretty happy with what I did manage to get out. Considering how crazy today's been.

Not much reflection on tonight's writing, just that I need to tighten up my use of time a bit but dictating and knitting is going pretty well as simultaneous activities.

Also, does anyone want a cheese egg? Seriously, this is my sixth or so.

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I need a nap. Or something. I need more hours in the day. But tomorrow will be at least a little easier, I think. Much less outgoing, I need to finish fiber kits but I might even get writing done in the middle of the day that doesn't involve silly tumblr fics.

I feel... a little more confident about my ability to handle all my writing tasks. Less so after having do to some dishes in addition to making dinner and the ten other domestic chores I had tonight, but hopefully that'll change tomorrow. I hope. Or I might end up using the down payment for bail money.

(I kid but, seriously, if I'm going to do all the cooking around here because apparently the boy has forgotten how to make rice, he can fucking well do the dishes. I will be so glad when we move into a place with a goddamn dishwasher.)

Anyway, so, yeah. But I did get some outlining and some writing done, and I feel at least more capable of handling everything that comes my way as far as writing goes. The rest of it, heh. We'll see. I do need to get a little better organized though, so, more writing meditations today, and tomorrow:

1. Snakes That Rattle edits in the morning
2. Black Ice supplementary documents, Triumvirate outline at work. Other BBM scenes as they apply.
3. Long Road and Black Ice: Subversive Mummies in the evening.

And that ought to cover everything.

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No, really. Why is the cake a Storm Trooper?

Well, that was rough. On so many levels, first of all being that I adore my grumpy old bastards with all of my heart and I don't like it when they fight. And secondly being that it's really hard to write proper angst when you're writing from the third person limited point of view of a grumpy old bastard who isn't really given to angst. But I got them out of that scene and onto the next, and I'll call that a victory.

I did have the strange incident ... okay, first of all, I posted a new piece of the Ruby/Gold saga of self-indulgence tonight. All That Glitters, seriously you guys I could go on making bad gem/jewel/shiny cliche titles for ages with this pairing. And it really is pure self-indulgence, there's nothing in canon that substantiates it and I don't goddamn well care. But I posted it, and the usual suspects came and drooled all over it and made my self-indulgent heart glad to know I'm not alone. And then I remembered that one of these people had a tumblr, so being the insecure writer that I am I went to see if they'd tumbl'd anything about this. Which they hadn't.

They had, however, tumbl'd something else about a different story of mine. About a purely self-insert story of mine, because the story couldn't go that way, because I didn't believe Rumpelstiltskin caused a whole giant ogre battle to be lost all by himself, because I don't believe one random guard who barely recognizes him by face or by name knows what the hell happened to his wife. Especially when said guard seems to enjoy going out of his way to be a jackass. So I made up some canon and jammed it in there sideways, and since it required a character of 'Rumpelstiltskin's wife', I made one up. Me! Because I do not at all crush on Robert Carlyle I have no idea what the hell you're talking about. And because I have Opinions about what happened to him. And because I actually know how to spin and dye and weave, and it tickles me all shades of pink that Carlyle seems to have learned for the role. Or maybe he already knew. No clue.

So anyway, this person had linked to it. And said something about the OC being "a total badass." After going on about obvious self-inserts in much the same tones that I do, and then I feel guilty about writing the same thing. And then someone fangirls all over it and I feel weird. So, that happened.

Then again, some days it seems like all my female characters who don't strictly follow someone else's pattern are self-inserts. So maybe it's just me.

Anyway. So, I finished the Ruby/Gold thing, did some more on Long Road. Started a prequel to the Rumplestiltskin and his lady fic wherein he's a shy but much more whole young man courting a pretty girl, and now I have a pile of fic to work on this weekend. Original stuff, novel plotting, but also that and my Plunkett & Macleane fic sequel, not to mention something in New Amsterdam and J3 needs to get finished and posted. That ought to keep me from thinking about house shit for a while.

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Well, that was... odd. Long Road came much easier tonight, not sure why. Maybe just stepping off the pressure some helped. There's only a certain amount having a deadline helps, and after a while it just sits on my brain and impedes every word.

I'm really exhausted, maybe too exhausted to ponder much about my writing tonight. Did go through, at least, and make up a rough schedule of alternating work. Fanfic and Black Ice during the day because it's the stuff I can work on and be interrupted at any moment. Triumvirate outline expanding and world-building at night, and Long Road. Hopefully Long Road will continue to be more like meditation and dance and less like, um, that analogous ruby scene in Plunkett and Macleane. There might be three of you who will get that, I leave it to the rest of y'all's imaginations.

And so good night unto you all.

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Okay, that was better. That was much easier and better, albeit interrupted a little of the way through to do some thrashing of spreadsheets. But tomorrow it'll be easier still (I hope) and I'll get more written. I actually wrote, according to my word counter, about twice as much today in Long Road as I did yesterday. I definitely wrote twice as much in general. Two Once Upon A Time fics, one for the cuddle meme and one that I drabbled because I still ship Emma/Stranger-as-adult-Bae.

This does sort of help. Both flossing my brain with short fanfic and setting down my thoughts on writing before bed, except that today my thoughts are "damn, that was way easier" and that's about it. But, Nameless came easier today. Yes, I may have phrased that on purpose.

So tomorrow there will be Triumvirate outline expanding and some more written on Long Road and hey, I got my publishing schedule laid out through the end of February! Up to and including building up my website, which I'd started to neglect. Which is all very well when you have actual content there but when it amounts to a holder page with a few broken graphics, not so much. What I really should start doing is I should start transporting the Arcana stuff over, because that's the stuff everyone links to and talks about. Even after they're years past talking to me like a person or at all, which actually kind of amuses the shit outta me. Apparently I have good ideas. Who knew.

And of course some fanfic mental floss tomorrow. Probably the Sherlock Mrs. Hudson fic that I have yet to finish, fix up, and toss out there. Juke Joint Jezebel can wait for the next section till Friday night or Saturday day, I don't anticipate doing anything this weekend. Other than chewing on my desk because of Old Hotness.

To sum up tomorrow's tasks:
1. Triumvirate outline expand and add
2. Long Road
3. Sherlock Mrs. Hudson fic