( Nov. 2nd, 2011 05:50 pm)
Swing: Up

I have work in 15 minutes, but I thought I'd give you guys a quick update.

NaNoWriMo is going swimmingly so far. I decided to commit this year in an attempt to get myself back into the habit of doing something that I love every day. I haven't done much writing at all since this migraine came on and I've really regretted it. Here's to hoping this helps improve my mood. It has so far!

On a related note, if anyone has any word goals for November and are interested in joining the community I made last year, head over to [livejournal.com profile] nano_haven. It's intended to be smaller than most of the LJ NaNoWriMo communities, so that we can all get to know one another and support everyone.

I signed up for the cd swap on the nanowrimo website and might be floating a care package idea on [livejournal.com profile] nano_haven, if anyone's interested. Because you all know how much I love mail.

Aside from that, everything's going pretty well. I had a lot of pain yesterday, but a good day today. I'm behind on all my LJ posts, but I love you all and I'm thinking of you.

I decided, since I've regained all the weight I lost over the summer, that I would also make November No Junk Food month. So for a month I'm trying to give up sweets, cake, cookies, pie, ice cream, non-diet soda, and fried things. Day two is going pretty well. I have a fridge full of fresh veggies and good friends supporting me. And when I say I'm doing this for a month, I mean until Thanksgiving. I will be eating loads of crap then. :D

AND: Skimbli you are the best for the pompom spider. I hope you're doing alright, dearest.
( Nov. 28th, 2010 09:05 pm)
Title: A Worthy Risk
Fandom: original, related to NaNo 08, The Stone House Affair. The only previous knowledge needed is the fact that Todd works at a brothel known as the Stone House, and that the lower levels of the city have been abandoned, save for the homeless.
Rating:  PG
Warnings: references to prostitution
Word count: 942
Summary: Todd sneaks out to visit his boyfriend.
A/N: This turned out to have sad undertones, despite the warm happy snuggling. :/ Not what I intended, but I'm mostly satisfied nonetheless.
In which Todd sneaks out to see Ethan. Again. :) )
( Nov. 16th, 2010 05:05 pm)
So. Here I am putting off another paper (this one's not due tomorrow though, no worries) and it occurs to me that I'm not really happy with my noveling efforts this November. The story has become less than interesting, and I'm really don't need another 50000 word manuscript sitting on my computer, in desperate need of a polish and quite possibly never going to make it anywhere. I'd still like to hit my 1000 words of fiction goal for [livejournal.com profile] mini_nanowrimo , but what I like the most about being here on LJ is that I get to share my stuff with you guys.

My question, then, is this: What do you want to see? Obviously, I am writing primarily for my own enjoyment/entertainment, but I'd love to hear what you guys are interested in. More on the super powers verse? Some magic? Anything? I'd really love some prompts (even/especially if they're of the "I'm interested in such and such character' or 'tell me about so and so's biggest secret' variety).

But honestly, I'm not picky. Prompts, anyone?

Expect Sherlock!fic before the week is out. I just need to post the last bit to the meme...
( Nov. 7th, 2010 10:42 am)
It's a good thing there was no reason for me to wake up today. I completely forgot about the time change, which made for a nice hour of reveling, lounging, reading and generally wasting time once my phone reminded me. I can't think of a better way to have started the day!

I've talked quite a bit about NaNo on here, or over at [livejournal.com profile] nano_haven , so I figure it's about time I admit what I'm actually working on. It will probably never be posted here in its current form, for a variety of reasons not the least of which being that it needs quite a bit of editing, but it seems kind of likely that you'll see it eventually. I'm working in the Memory Thief verse, following the separate lives of three different characters.

Malachi, Peter, and Seth... )

Aside from working on NaNo, I'm also kind of doing a ridiculous amount of writing. I'm working variably on fills for [livejournal.com profile] shkinkmeme (which I would totally link you to, if anyone is interested at all; they range from fluff to incredibly horribly dark, and pre-established relationship to settled down), as well as plotting out a short zombie fic (remember Trent and Yuri, anyone?) and poking at Something to Believe In. I also updated my master list, so it is now completely accurate and up to date.

Aside from that, I am studiously ignoring my philosophy paper and refraining from thinking to pointedly about all the research I need to finish for my UW. I'm pretty sure I need 5-8 more sources for my annotated bibliography. D:

Also, my roommate and I actually have plans to hang out. She's obsessed with Masterpiece Theater and has finally figured out what channel it's on here. As it just so happens, Masterpiece has been playing Sherlock for the past two Sundays and the final episode is tonight (how in the hell I missed this, I will never understand). Point being, we're watching together! I so need a Sherlock icon...And I'm also using it as an excuse to re-watch the first two episodes
( Nov. 1st, 2010 03:24 pm)
Frantic catch up between noveling and research for my latest UW Paper:

The weekend was generally lovely. Caught up with Will and company (his lady friend, a friend of his who actually goes to my school and is an acquaintance, said acquaintance's cousin and that cousin's friend) on Friday evening. We chilled and talked and wandered about a bit. Saturday we went to the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Peace. It was the first rally I've been to (for shame, I know, living in the nation's capital and not going) and it was... well, all the signs were funny and once things started happening it was entertaining enough. Aside from that it was full of standing for hours on end and not eating anything substantial. But it was pretty cool to go all the same.

Cue more hanging out, eating, laying around and watching random episodes of Doctor Who and Torchwood with Morgan, Will, and the gf. It was a good time, even if she was clingy and kind of annoying even if I don't generally like Will's "type" of girl. (Sorry, man.)

Throughout all of this I was still throat sore. By Sunday I had developed a terrible cough and had lost my voice almost entirely. It's still not back yet, though the cough is more manageable. Anyway, as a result of my health I barely left my room on Sunday and therefore didn't participate in any Halloween goings on. So no dragon costume/pictures. :(

But now I'm working dutifully on my novel (I'm afraid I really do need to stop and try and plan something. I have a very general idea and am familiar with the world in which it is set, but as far as actual plot goes, I'm kind of lacking). I'm also working dutifully on the next UW paper I have. If I haven't mentioned it before, I really do love that class. It's not even just the people, but the assignments and the freedom. For our last paper I wrote about slam and beat poetry, how they rose out of pressure from certain aspects out of culture and the potential effects such poetry movements could have on culture. It was fascinating. So now I'm researching for my paper exploring the manifestations of a poet's gender and sexual orientation in his/her work in slam poetry and the importance of such poetry. Gender studies and feminist theory is really, really interesting.

On that note, I had better get back to work. Toodles, all!
( Oct. 21st, 2010 08:06 pm)
This entry will be in the form of a list! Three big things I want to tell you all about:

1. Job interview! I had an interview today and I think it went pretty well like the last three. I should know by next Wednesday if I've gotten the job. The position is as an office assistant like the last three in the International Affairs school. My least favorite part about interviews is when they insist on telling you how great the job is. Today it was all: this is a great environment, it's a lot of work- but it's not hard work, we're really friendly, etc. Well, I've already applied and now you've made me want the job very badly, when there's nothing else I can do to insure that I get it. :/ But fingers crossed!

2. I got a card from my grandmother. It was just a nice hello, how are you doing, sort of card, plus pictures she printed out from our trip to London, plus a hundred dollar check. A random check for a not insignificant amount of money. (Hooray!) I feel like this is compensation of sorts, because they aren't as involved in my life as they are in my cousin's (because he lives nearer to my grandparents than I do). I don't feel as though I need compensating, but I do appreciate the help especially since I haven't got a job yet. I've already gotten out a card to write in return. :)

3. THIS IS THE MOST EXCITING ONE! Hear ye, hear ye- [livejournal.com profile] nano_haven is officially up and running! I've sent out invites to the people who expressed interest in my last post- and if I missed you come on out and join! Membership is moderated, to avoid an influx of people we don't know, but I'd love to have you! Send your friends over too! As long as there's a connection within a few degrees (x is a friend with you, you are a friend with me) we should all get along fine! It's looking a little sad over there all by my lonesome, but become a member and watch out for the Introduce Yourself post. I predict lots of fun and shenanigans in the coming month!

Wow, one sentence in that last paragraph that didn't end in an exclamation point. Can you tell I'm excited?

EDIT: Four things, I lied! I totally forgot about the awesome book I want! How to Survive a Garden Gnome Attack looks pretty hilarious. I don't even remember now how I found it, but see the excerpt below:

Although you’re fairly safe in open spaces, it is never recommended to follow a gnome into the woods should you see one leave the lawn and head for the trees. ... If you step out of the familiarity of your backyard and into the black hole that is the forest, your chances of survival decrease by 60 percent, while your odds of getting bludgeoned to death at the thicket’s edge increase by 200,000 percent.

How can you not be interested?
( Oct. 19th, 2010 05:35 pm)
It feels like it has been forever since we last spoke, f-list. Fear not! It has only been a week in actuality and I have returned!

Playing catch up... )

In other news I finally caved on NaNoWriMo- or, I suppose, not so much caved as created a back up plan. I intend to pledge 1000 words every day on [livejournal.com profile] mini_nanowrimo. I've been writing 750 every day for the past 70 or so days on 750words.com, so I hope this increase will be less intimidating. If I go over and end up hitting the 50000 word mark, that's great. If not, I still reached a goal, so that's great too.

AND ON A RELATED NOTE: I'd like to float this idea with you. Who all out there is doing NaNo or [livejournal.com profile] mini_nanowrimo? Roll call! Do you have friends who are doing either? Do you think they would be interested in the following idea (and if you do, would you send them over here? I was thinking of setting up a community for our little corner of the internet that is taking on one of these challenges. It would be a place to post snippets of what you're working on, complaints, rants, setbacks, encouragement, etc. I was thinking we could do a weekly post to comment with the line you wrote that you love the most, or your most interesting character, or 'include the following in your next chapter' posts, or other things like that. Just a bit of support for like-minded people, since I for one will have a very small rl support group and think this would be a cool idea. Anyone interested?
( Sep. 16th, 2010 11:12 pm)
Briefer post today, about a couple of random things.

First, the girl in my Italian class, who did an exercise out of the book (Write eight questions that will help you get to know another person. Team up with a partner and take turns answering each others' questions or the like). Only thing is, she raised her hand in class and said, "Wait, are we supposed to write these in Italian? I wrote them in English." *facepalm* It was doubly hilarious because the whole class, including the professor just laughed. Seriously?

Today I made an attempt to be dressy and fashionable and got mixed results. Ankle boots, black tights with large polka dots, and a swishy purple dress. I felt damn pretty, but throughout the whole morning I only got creepy stares from older men. Then after that, I got several comments, all from lesbians. It was just kind of a bizarre juxtaposition. It was nice though, because the following the movie and during my conversation with Catherine, I got several compliments on my awesome tights. And two comments of "Where are you going (all dressed up)?" from my roommate and suitemate. I'm not going anywhere, I just like to feel pretty sometimes.

So, realizing I haven't really talked about Catherine (I think...), let me elaborate. She was assigned to be my LGBT mentor, and is an out lesbian and professor of art history in the honors department. She's awesome and eccentric and pretty easy to talk to. We chatted for a little over an hour this morning, first about how classes were going, then the extra curricular stuff I've been getting into, then about where I could go shopping, then about movies and Christian Bale, then about how Interview with a Vampire is (apparently, in her words- and I guess in mine, since I couldn't get through it) one of Anne Rice's worst novels. She suggested I read the next one in the serious because it's great and eventually at the end of the series Jesus comes into the picture? It was a pretty great conversation, and I feel like we bonded and she says she adores me, which makes me feel glowy inside. Woo! OH! And we also talked about NaNo and the possibility of starting a club next year after I've better found my niche and made some connections. She has friends who've done it, apparently. So yeah. She's kind of my favorite person right now.

On that note, I think I'm going to go to bed. I got laundry done today (!!!) and did some writing, but I feel kind of in a weird mood right now. Thursdays are always weird for me, because I get to that point where I think about how little I could possibly do to get by on Friday before I hit the weekend and so I know there are things I could have done this evening to make classes go more smoothly tomorrow (though I've technically done all the work) and I feel like I didn't get anything super important done in the mean time (started my next [livejournal.com profile] kinky_fantasy  prompt, which I've rewritten several times now). So I just feel kind of... empty. I guess. Probably a sign I need to get some sleep.  Here goes, then. Night all!
( Sep. 15th, 2010 10:53 pm)
I don't think I've ever been this busy. It feels so fantastic, because I'm figuring out how to use all of my time wisely and am able to enjoy extra-curriculars without pulling study sessions at the library from eight at night to two in the morning, like my roommate is. I wonder how much of it is efficiency differences and how much of it is the differences in our schedules/work loads. These past couple of days I swear, we haven't spent more than ten minutes in the room together while both parties were awake. Crazy.

The past several days, catching up on life. )
( Sep. 11th, 2010 10:37 pm)
So, naturally when I posted earlier I forgot to even mention the thing that's been overwhelming my brain for the past- at least day. We'll say the past twenty four hours.

I have tentative plans to expand the Memory Thief verse into this year's NaNoWriMo novel, and as such I've been doing a lot of brainstorming about the world in which it was set. Thinking about things like, when did the powers start showing up? What was the initial reaction of the public/government/church? What kind of prejudices were there, what kind of fear? What kind of institutions were put in place to protect the public and to protect those who were coming into the spotlight as having super powers? Etc. A lot of pondering on the political and social reaction to the slowly increasing population of people who possessed super human abilities.

The current topic of choice is about Subject Zero. Who was the first person with a power that came into the public light? What happened to him? Was he decried as being a hoax? Captured for testing and experimentation? Shunned by society? Loved? 

In thinking about these topics I tried to consider what has influenced me writing about these topics and what sort of literature there already is about something of this nature happening to the world. My goal is not to recreate something that someone else has already explored, but to explore the concept for myself and come up with a complex world that has reacted to and adapted to this new evolution of men.

Yes, I think way too seriously about these things sometimes, but it's been most entertaining and quite an exercise in creative thinking. I'm having a lot of fun and hope that whatever the novel ends up being like this November (if I do choose to participate, given the limits on my time as a first year college student) I will have enjoyed writing it and come out with something I am proud of.
( Aug. 12th, 2010 01:02 pm)
Title: Tango: Chapter 2
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3885
Summary: Partnering with Thom, Gavin quickly learns that there is more to the 'thief' than meets the eye.
Notes: This is a work of fiction. No thieves were hired for the writing of this story.

The fox is in the henhouse. )
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( Aug. 11th, 2010 10:56 am)
Heh. Missed a day. Maybe I'll list twice today, since I've only been up two hours. Anyway, happiness from yesterday!

Again with the nice people being nice. Went in to have a Hep B titer drawn (because the school demands it) and the nurse and I talked about how uncomfortable it is to have blood drawn from the finger (as she did it from my arm). Normally the doctor does it from my finger, which is always terrible because I apparently don't bleed well from there. Bad circulation or something. Anyway, she was lovely and it didn't even hurt. :)

Shewmaker came over to hang out for a little bit. Having not seen her all summer, it was great to catch up. I'm gonna miss Shew once school starts, but for now it was cool to just talk about Doctor Who and Buffy and charlieissocoollike. And school, which is less exciting for her because she's sticking near home. Still. Awesometimes.

When Shew came, she returned to me a comic book that I didn't even remember having, let alone lending to her. It was like getting a present!

I listened to the classic rock radio station, which I don't normally do, as I was waiting for my mother's doctor appointment to end (nothing life-threatening, but she had a migraine). The music made what might have otherwise been a boring hour pretty entertaining. I was badly prepared for the wait- no mp3 player, no notebook, nothing- so having the radio was a blessing.

I found the Supernatural Season 5 gag reel on youtube. Will came over and we watched it, then chatted for an hour about various things. The gag reel was hilarious, as always, and the chatting was nice. A little random, but nice.

The folders on Mohinder are finally organized. I went through and shuffled everything under 'Fiction' into genre related folders, deleted stuff I would never need again, and then copied the lot onto my flash-drive. Not only am I organized, I'm also backed up! Hooray! :D

A good thing came of a bad thing- my evening set aside for writing the other day didn't go precisely as planned, and now the next Terry/Dan story may be a while in coming. I got to that place where I disliked everything I was writing and had to force myself to go on. So I stopped, took a break, did other things for a while. When I came back to it yesterday, I decided I still wasn't in the right headspace, so I pulled out Tango. Working on that was way easier, because I can pull up the original, complete rough draft in one half of the screen and the chapter I'm working on in the other, and then working from there is essentially editing sentences and adding details, etc. It's a lot like writing, but way more like re-writing, which I think has helped me get back into the zone.

( Aug. 8th, 2010 11:52 pm)
So guys, my word count total for stories posted in the past week (including things posted on my other journal, as well as the 2500 words of Terry and Dan's latest- and as of yet, unfinished- story) comes out at around 16,500. \o/

Though the week definitely had it's stress, I think all of this writing helped to alleviate some of that stress. Not to mention all the fun I've had, or the fact that if you divide it up, those numbers are well over what I'd need to write each day to complete NaNoWriMo in November, which is just kind of exciting to me.

Also, you know that free sample music that comes on your computer? Mine came with a techno song that is really good background music. Really good like I've been listening to it for the past hour. >.>
I probably spend entirely too much time reading things that I've written and never done anything with. I have an inexpert sort of memory when it comes to stuff like this so it's fun to go back and see what I did, what I was thinking, and why I gave up on it. Today's project was NaNo 09, codename Tango (as in Alpha, Bravo, not as in I like to dance the ___). I really enjoyed writing it, but by the time November ended I was ready to save it in a hidden folder and not look at it for several months. Well, it's been several months (eight) and now I have some observations to make.

The first is that I really, really could not have been more influenced by reading Shadow of the Templar.  Enter one suave, charming thief, one older mentor, and one sarcastic FBI agent. On the other hand though, you have said thief (Gavin) leading several different lives, while his family believes he is working at a law firm. Also is the agent's (Thom's) team, who don't really trust him and believe he's gone too far with this undercover thieving stuff. On top of that, is the entire complicated conspiracy that has Thom working with Gavin even after his cover has been blown.
But did I mention I find them hilarious? )

By the end of November the story was at 62,000 words and if my memory is correct, it was only about halfway done. I stopped in the middle of a dramatic thrown down. Several armed mercenaries invaded Gavin's father's fancy dinner party and are holding his sister hostage unless he gives himself up! Gavin has none of his usual gear, save for a single flashbomb sewn into the lining of his tux, and Thom only has a small knife at his ankle. Thom's team (the three of them) are across the street at a hotel and can't get there fast enough! Only Gavin and Thom know who the mercenaries are after. WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

Really, I can't believe I just stopped there. How cheap is that? I realize the beginning four chapters or so are really lame and slow, but that was no reason to give up on the book entirely. Also sometimes these guys are ridiculously fluffy. It's rather exciting.
You may be thinking: wow, how ridiculous, she's posted four times in one day! Well, let me explain.

Due to recent reflection on the amount of time I spend browsing livejournal and refreshing my friendspage, searching for something interesting instead of actually writing, I decided to institute a new bit of scheduling last week. I'll be around on Wednesdays and weekends. The rest of the time, I'll spend those would-be-wasted hours on writing lovely stories and actually finishing things. I'd say, given the success of this week, this new time management holds some promise. So if I don't respond to something really urgent you've posted, it's not because I don't love you! It's only because I haven't seen it. Please bear with me.

In other news, I was discussing the Memory Thief Verse with a friend (Will) the other day and he said something to me that I'm pretty sure I knew, but hadn't given much thought. I made a comment about how the social and political implications of the universe had grown frighteningly complicated. He returned that it was so complex that I could write more than just slash, if I so desired.


Yeah. Well- obviously, right? Right? This came up as I mentioned an idea I had for another Memory Thief Verse story (also I just noticed that abbreviation is MTV, and thus I will never be able to seriously use it. *sadface*). All the ones so far have focused on the good aspects of society. Masked and co, doing good for the Super community, Seth and the Night Watchmen keeping peace, Theo and the BCIP upholding the law; but what of those- for lack of a better term- supervillians? I think of them as the generation that was left behind. Those kids who got their powers before society and/or the government was ready to deal with them. Essentially their lives turned to shit and no one could fix that. Naturally, not all of them were that forgiving to the world that abandoned them.

So- this may or may not have morphed into potential novel material for November. I'm totally psyched and also terrified, I'll be honest.
[livejournal.com profile] grimm_psyke  did this, and it looked pretty interesting, so I thought I'd do it too. It's pretty long and I rambled some at the end. *toddles off to bed*

A Writing Meme... )
( Mar. 15th, 2010 10:40 pm)
Title: Inauguration
Fandom: Technically, this story is related to NaNo '08. Because NaNo '08 is not in any kind of form or format to be read by anyone other than myself, let it suffice to say that this can stand alone, though the small amount of background found in the notes may be of interest.
Rating:  R
Warnings: First time sex. Consensual, but under adverse circumstances. Related emotional trauma. 16 years of age.
Word count: 1856
Summary: Todd gets his first taste of the Stone House. It tastes like citrus, mixed with pity and pain.

Note on Background:
The novel from which these characters come is set in a city ruled more by the mafia like Families than by the government. While the society is somewhat futuristic, The Stone House is essentially a whore house, established by the Caivano Family. Mason originally became employed at the House when he was twelve, after his parents died. I believe this evolved because writing the answer to the question 'So what was it like for you, your first time?' is even more painful when considering for whom Mason first bottomed. In this story, both Todd and Mason are sixteen. The novel is set approximately two years later, when they are the best and closest of friends. They are not in love.

Author's Note: This was written with the intention that another section would come to follow. I'm not sure now that it will. Also, upon first writing this I felt really, horribly awful about doing this to these boys. Someday I will write a happy story. Meanwhile I might as well post this to [livejournal.com profile] holidaysmut  because its probably the first actual smut I can say I've written that fits a prompt. I'd love feedback. /nervous.

Todd never expected to choose the Stone House. )
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( Nov. 23rd, 2009 11:50 pm)

50,017 words down...

Three muffins devoured...

Three countries visited...

Three major thefts committed...

One relationship semi-established...

Countless key plot points to go!


This is ironic in part, because I'm not actually behind. Only behind where I'd like to be. In honor of the occasion, I bring you useful procrastination! I use delicious.com to bookmark websites that can be of use to me while writing or that I find interesting.

You can find those sites here.

Mostly I have random generators and sites about naming or writing prompts bookmarked. Some of it is pretty interesting stuff.

=) Good evening, and happy noveling.




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