Blather, true that
Jun. 29th, 2007 12:12 amAm beset by mediocre plot bunnies... and none of them interesting enough to put to paper. There's this Supernatual/Gilmore Girls/Blood Ties crossover, but it's not going anywhere. Sigh.
Last night, I came across a recording I made, a summary of Dawning Light chapter 12. I made the recording just after I had written chapter 11, so the story was fresh in my mind, and I used the recording to work through some of Dawn's issues. And boy, does she have a lot. What's interesting about the recording (other than odd way in which I describe the way Dawn has to Deal With Things), is that I was apparently driving while making it -- At one point I say, "Buddy, that's not a turn lane!"
Anyway, when I have the next chapter up, I'll post the mp3 so you all can hear the complete clarity I have in my plotting. I crack myself up.
My life is strange these days. Work? *punch* Writing? *punch* Running? *punch* I want to slap my life back into order, but I can't reach it.
But I'm not whining. I'm moping. I'm Eeyore. But like Eeyore, I am full of sawdust and keep having my house knocked down by a light breeze.
( Living in Vancouver is so many kinds of awesome, tho )
Have we all heard Stephen Colbert's predictions for the ending of the next Harry Potter books? ( Cut for nothing even resembling a spoiler ) I can't wait.
Last night, I came across a recording I made, a summary of Dawning Light chapter 12. I made the recording just after I had written chapter 11, so the story was fresh in my mind, and I used the recording to work through some of Dawn's issues. And boy, does she have a lot. What's interesting about the recording (other than odd way in which I describe the way Dawn has to Deal With Things), is that I was apparently driving while making it -- At one point I say, "Buddy, that's not a turn lane!"
Anyway, when I have the next chapter up, I'll post the mp3 so you all can hear the complete clarity I have in my plotting. I crack myself up.
My life is strange these days. Work? *punch* Writing? *punch* Running? *punch* I want to slap my life back into order, but I can't reach it.
But I'm not whining. I'm moping. I'm Eeyore. But like Eeyore, I am full of sawdust and keep having my house knocked down by a light breeze.
( Living in Vancouver is so many kinds of awesome, tho )
Have we all heard Stephen Colbert's predictions for the ending of the next Harry Potter books? ( Cut for nothing even resembling a spoiler ) I can't wait.