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I’ll need to write about nine hundred words tonight to reach my goal. I also need to post my story for July. Hopefully that won’t take too long. I may just post it on Livejournal for today because I just need to do a final few edits and then have it posted somewhere so that I can post a link to it on Writing dot com. As much as I like to have those posted on Archive of Our Own, it’s a lot more work to get the thing posted on there. I can always import the story from livejournal to AO3 later, which is helpful. I can access livejournal and dreamwidth at work so I may be able to post it while I’m on the desk tonight. That would be preferable since I won’t get home until close to nine tonight and the more I can get done while I’m on the desk at work tonight the better. I need to go to bed as early as possible tonight. I’m still tired as fuck, even after last night’s great night sleep and I’ll be getting up just after five tomorrow morning so it’s not like there’s a big window. If I can get into bed by around eleven tonight, I’ll probably be okay.

I am stressed about tomorrow. I signed up to work at the “Kids Eat Free” table at the hospital tomorrow, hopefully just as an information person. After the craft madness today for Harry Potter Club, I’m fucking exhausted and cranky as hell.

I like working with the teens, though they can certainly wear you out. I love working with adults even if they too can be tiring and sometimes intimidating. But I really don’t like working with kids. I really do. Especially en masse. I find them stressful and aggravating. And it’s not like they can help it. I sure as shit can’t say anything to them either, but they’re CHILDREN for fuck’s sake and they don’t deserve my ire.

God, I don’t want kids. I know all people in generations before mine like to say that I will want them one day, but I can’t imagine myself with kids. I could maybe manage an older one. A teen or something, maybe. They can be such assholes, so I can’t say how confident I am about that. It’s not their fault, they’re just a ball of hormones and stress and the feeling that they’re immortal. They can’t help that they act that way.

I know I was such a dick as a teenager. I’m typically a pretty nice person, but yeah, I was a total dick.

Anyway, the Harry Potter Festival was mostly for kids and teens, there for people who came in as a family mostly, but of course there was a big daycare or day camp group that came in and they were a mob more or less. After close to two hours of that, I have a headache and I’d honestly like to cry. I won’t. And I’ll be fine.

I have to be back on the desk facing the public soon, but I’m hoping I can take a deep breath and regain some of my calm in the next five minutes or so. Wish me luck.

Current Mood: cranky

She texted me! And she said I didn’t mess up my number after all, the call must have just not gone through which makes me feel a little better.

God, I’m so distracted over this! It’s impossible to get anything done because all I keep thinking about is our conversations or her smile (Dear.God.Her.Smile.) or when I might see her again or whatever. I know she’s going through a lot right now and the last thing she really needs is my ridiculous ass being obnoxious about my crush on her.

It’s odd, though. There is part of me that’s just happy to feel this way again. I hadn’t really felt this way about anyone in a while. I mean I’d had a few fluffy crushes… okay more than a few, but this is the most intensely I’ve felt about anyone since things went to shit with me and Austin in March of 2013. Five years. I’m not kidding. It’s been five years since I’ve felt like this. And I’ve just been so happy the last couple of days (minus being annoyed with myself when I thought I’d given her the wrong number).

Actually, even the downs of the crush feel good right now. It’s like there’s a muscle I’m using that I haven’t used in years and it’s stiff and it sort of hurts but it also feels really, really good.

It’s a little like being awake again after a really long sleep. I don’t know what’s coming and it could be that nothing at all will come of this, but I’m glad to feel it. And I’m glad to put myself out there.

At least at the moment. I might be singing an entirely different tune in a few weeks.

Current Mood: amused

Title: “Tesla In Love”
Fandom: Sanctuary
Characters: Nikola, Henry
Written for:

shanachie_quill - Happy Halloween!
Summary: Nikola is in love.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Nikola Tesla.
Disclaimer: You may ask who died and left me the rights to Sanctuary and its characters. Sttttillll hoping.

"Tesla in Love"

( You're a handsome devil. )

Current Mood: cheerful

My second

gsd_rtfn week was a success! Fabulous news. Now, when May starts, I'm going to be working nearly exclusively (that's my goal anyway) on a fic I started... oh probably two months ago? - which I thought was going to be a simple, straight forward, quick, cute AU one shot. That does not seem to be the case. Now, this is no novel (at least I don't think it will be, if it does turn out to bed one I don't know how I'll ever manage to edit it), but it has gotten much longer than expected and I really don't think it's anywhere near complete. I have to figure out exactly how the ending is going to work too. I have the general idea, but the there's a lot of technicalities I haven't quite got figured out yet. My point (I'm loopy, exhausted, and my eyes are going crossed so please forgive me) is that, starting May 1st, the majority of my writing time will be dedicated to making that story work as a unit (I have loads of parts written that need to be connected) which means I won't have a lot of time for my other stories. Because that is the case, my goal is to have Truth or Dare Part 5 ready for the editor's desk by the time I go to bed on the night of April 30th/ the morning of May 1st.

At this point my eyes are too tired to focus very well so editing this/reading over this to see if it makes sense is nigh impossible. Plus I really can't be bothered. Sorry for that. Maybe I'll fix it tomorrow, but probably not.

Night ladies and gents.

P.S./Note to Self: It is probably not a good thing that you prioritize your "to write" goal over all the other things on your "to do" list. Some days I wonder how you manage to get to work.

Current Mood: exanimate

Right Fucking Now

Get Shit Done with

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Title: (tentatively) "Just Like a Fairytale" (Magical AU)
Paring: Steve/Danny H50
Starting Word Count: 3601
My work is: In progress

( Snippet: )

Current Mood: determined

Title: Except in Bed
Genre: Gen, Humor, Sillyness
Rating: PG/PG-13 for the concepts
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: None
Pairings: None
Word Count: ~240
Summary: The team reads their fortune cookies.
Disclaimer: H50 belongs to me! Muuuahahahahhahahaha! ... in my dreams (CBS has all the rights) - which is why I spend ~~loads~~ all of my spare time writing stories like this for fun and then posting them on lj and AO3 in exchange for love <3

A/N: This is an ode/homage to or rip off of this XCKD strip.

Thanks

purple_spock !

Link to A03

( A break from paperwork and fortune cookies )
(Master List)

Current Mood: silly

For years, YEARS (about 12) I thought the whole fanfic thing was silly. I started reading a bit in November and since mid-December I have written and posted (there's stuff I haven't posted yet, although much of it was lost in the great external hard drive tragedy of 2011 *cries*) over 30,000 words of fanfic (approximately 10k a month apparently - all of it utter drivel), GRANTED not all in one story BUT STILL.

I've read a bit of the Sherlock slash, but honestly the only fandom that appeals to me is H50, essentially Danny/Steve, though occasionally I'll read some of the other stuff.. I do not know what happened. I could not tell you why. All I can say is that I hope this continues and that my crap writing can get just a little bit better.

<3 and Peace

K

Current Mood: confused

( Silly, dirty joke this way )

Current Mood: mischievous

Title: Corporate Nonsense
Genre: RPF, kind of, about shenanigans at H50 writer's room
Word count: 320

no pairings, choose your own slash, sillyness

I don’t know what it is, but this is how I picture things going down at CBS, regardless of your ‘ship.

( Copy to H50 writer's room )
(Click Here)

Current Mood: bouncy

Dear Me,

I'm currently hating to love your brain, and loving to hate your brain, and very completely annoyed with the continued shenanigans issuing from it. Hope it all continues for a very long time to come,

Love,

You

Current Mood: silly

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Cranky As Hell
If they were easy, they'd call them something else.
"Tesla in Love"
Got shit done, now I must get more shit done
Get Shit Done
H50 Gen Fic: Fortune Cookies
I don't know what happened
From a joke book at work.
H50 Nonsense
A Letter to Myself

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Entries tagged with crazy talk

Cranky As Hell

If they were easy, they'd call them something else.

"Tesla in Love"

Got shit done, now I must get more shit done

Get Shit Done

H50 Gen Fic: Fortune Cookies

I don't know what happened

From a joke book at work.

H50 Nonsense

A Letter to Myself