Long day

Friday, 24 March 2017 11:30 pm
apollymi: Sherlock looking excited, text reads "This is so going on my blog" (BBCSher**Sherlock: Going on my blog)
[personal profile] katsuko and I pretty much walked in the house ten minutes ago. She took fourth cut at work, hoping to make a little bit more money, but not so much. I mean, I think she made a bit after 8:30, but not as much as she had been hoping for. If that makes sense. I don't know if it does or doesn't, because I'm very freaking tired. I've slept about two hours over the past two days, thanks to a throbbing tooth keeping me awake.

I keep posting stories to AO3, even though I'm feeling more and more unloved by the day. The ones that are getting comments are not the ones I'm working... or if I've worked on bits of them, it's everything else getting the love. It's very discouraging.

But maybe with some sleep I'll be feeling more pleased with it. I don't know.

I heard back from GSU regarding the Testing Center Admin Coordinator. I'm currently a finalist for it, pending HR, credit checks, and background checks. So... maybe?

Tomorrow is the big catering order: nearly $3000 worth of food to be delivered. I'll get a 20% commission off of it in a few weeks, but supposedly, I should also be getting tipped off of it. I should additionally be getting tipped for the delivery I have to make on Sunday too, in addition to the commission. We'll see. If I do get tipped, it would be a huge step towards getting our rent paid on time with a minimum of overdrafting [personal profile] katsuko's account.

And that's all I've got for today. Later.

Writing and Seven Seas

Thursday, 23 March 2017 11:20 pm
apollymi: Faraday at the card table, gun in hand, no text (Mag7**Faraday: Gambler)
[personal profile] katsuko and I finished a thing. It's only on AO3 right now, but it's cute and sweet and funny and needs to be read by all the people!

What I need to be working on is Wicked Ones. I'm fast catching up to where I am in writing, and neither [personal profile] katsuko nor I are currently working on it. I'm trying to, but Mean Faraday has a lot less to say when he's feeling less mean and more at peace. I'm pretty much stopped working on the AUs for Wicked Ones (Letter 'verse, Wild Horses, and Wandering Boys) until I get more done on the main verse, which doesn't seem to be happening very quickly.

What I have been working on is Monstrous: After Midnight and Resurrectionist. Because in Monstrous: After Midnight, I realized I needed to actually write some follow up to the mining camp scene, and because I felt like I needed to help out more with the story itself. And Resurrectionist is just fun and completely irreverent of actual canon: no one is meeting in the right order, everything has gone to shit, we're doing completely wrong pairings, and I want to see people collectively start losing their shit because it's going to take most/all of the story to get them to "right" pairings.

I'm working on editing a "light novel" for Seven Seas. It's long, and it's boring, and it's sorta meh... but it's still better than the Steampunk Dracula thing. I was sent the first roughly 100 pages to turn in by the 27th. I'm on page 52, so I'm doing okay, as far as I'm concerned. I don't actually know how long the novel itself is. I do know that I get paid $225 for the work, which is nothing to sneeze at. It won't pay this month's rent, but it might pay May's or June's.

And that's where I'm at for today. Later, all.

Quickie

Wednesday, 22 March 2017 10:35 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley as Ripley holds Newt, text reads "Family" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley+Newt: Family)
This is just going to be another quickie post. It's not storming today or anything. I just want to get back to writing. I have a bit of a groove going on Resurrectionist, and I might have finally solved my problem with Wicked Ones, but I need to sit down and work on them to know for certain.

I have a phone interview tomorrow at 11, and I really, really want it to go well. It's in the GSU Library Special Collections, and I've missed Special Collections in particular and libraries in general.

And now it's time to go back to writing. Later, all.

Quickly

Tuesday, 21 March 2017 09:10 pm
apollymi: Sarah reading a book, text reads "can't talk reading fanfic" (Labyrinth**Sarah: Can't talk - Fanfic!)
This is going to have to be a hella fast entry, because our power keeps flickering with the storm going on outside. I don't know how much longer I'm going to have power and wifi to make this entry, so it has to be fast and now.

I think I mentioned that I emailed GSU about the Admin Coordinator job I applied for. I heard back yesterday, and they're currently verifying references. I also heard back from another job I applied for at GSU, this one in their library's Special Collections department. I would prefer the latter job, obviously. I miss my libraries. I miss my Special Collections.

But I don't want to get my hopes up. I will take either job. I will gladly take either job.

And zombie fic is coming along. It's coming along at the expense of everything else, but it is indeed coming along. And no, I haven't updated any of the places I usually post. I just have been too... something for that.

And the weather is picking back up, so I'm stopping now. Later, all.

Updating on stuff

Monday, 20 March 2017 11:08 pm
apollymi: Close up of Hicks' face, text reads "Save your life" (Aliens**Hicks: Save your life)
All I've written on in the last couple of days has been the zombie fic. Tentatively, [personal profile] katsuko and I are calling it Resurrectionist. I'm not sure if that will just be a working title or an ongoing title. Only time will tell. I even have a writing playlist for it. That's usually a sign that I intend to stick with a story. For whatever that's worth.

I emailed GSU yesterday and heard back today. They're verifying references at the moment. I'm not sure how that affects me, if it does at all. I'm applying to other positions as well while I'm waiting, because I refuse to hedge my bets on one position alone. I need out of Mirko Pasta, and apparently that's only going to happen if I throw as many hooks out there as I possibly can.

That's about all I've got to say for myself for today, though. I've got catering in the morning, which is fine, I guess. I tore my finger open a bit last Tuesday doing all of this, but there's no one available to help me unload it from the van at the school, so I've got no choice but to do it myself, really.

And even though I rested a bit, I'm about to fall asleep here, so I'm going to type up the bits I have handwritten, and then I'm going to go the fuck to bed.

Later, all.

Fuck everything

Sunday, 19 March 2017 11:31 pm
apollymi: Doujinshi art of Sirius Black, no text (HP**Sirius: Do not approve)
I'm pretty sure that's all I've got to say for myself for today: fuck everything.

And let's start with fuck everything about Mirko Pasta. I'm so damn sick of this place. I'm not even sure I could stand to go back for food if I ever manage to quit for good.

The one upside is that I think I've finished making a playlist for zombie!fic.

Apparently, zombies

Saturday, 18 March 2017 09:37 pm
apollymi: Faraday in black and white, holding his gun, no text (Mag7**Faraday: Black and white)
So, despite my best intentions, I have 1300 words worth of world-building for a zombie fic. There's a further 800 words of character development. I'm slowly working through an origin story, and [personal profile] katsuko has done what will be the prologue.

So, yeah, apparently we're working on zombie fic now. I'm not sure how I feel about that. But we have the beginnings of a rather in depth world with characters that are still recognizable, despite the vastly AU setting. I've been asking the questions about how the world changes with a zombie apocalypse starting in January 1865.

How does this affect the war? Does it still end in April 1865? Does it drag on longer? Does it end sooner? How does it end? Is President Abraham Lincoln still assassinated? How does society cope with zombies? How does the contagion spread? What is the method of transmission? Where did it start? Do the characters know how it started? Did any of them witness the beginning?

What kind of relationships develop between characters? How do characters meet in this universe? Do the same relationships still form? If so, do they happen at the same time? How do the characters react to the zombie apocalypse? How does it change them from the canon versions?

No, seriously, I've put way too much information into a story that I don't even really want to write. But that doesn't mean I won't write it. Fic group seems interested enough in it. So, yeah, I'm thinking I'll share some of it, the beginnings of the website.

And now I think I'm going to try to finish getting this shit set up and then go the fuck to bed. Later, all.

A little something

Friday, 17 March 2017 01:41 pm
apollymi: Luke holding a lightsaber, no text (SW***Luke: Lighter side of the Force)
It's a couple hours yet until work at Mirko starts for the day. I've already dropped [personal profile] katsuko off at IKEA. I'm trying to talk myself out of writing a story that has been bugging me all day. I can't say that happens often. Usually I'm trying to talk myself into writing a thing.

Because I don't like zombie fics. I don't like zombie movies. I don't like zombies in general. But that's what the brain gremlins decided to give me. That's what I'm trying to avoid.

But I guess I'll see what happens. I'll try to work on Monstrous: After Midnight if I can't get Wicked Ones to talk to me instead.

Wish me luck!

Lazy day

Thursday, 16 March 2017 10:45 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley back, text reads "Together" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Together)
I did a whole lot of nothing today. I feel vaguely more human than I did yesterday or the day before, but I also feel like I could use two or three more days of this to be in a better place mentally. I'm still working on it, and mostly it involves sleeping a lot. But I'm getting there. I'm trying.

I still have moments where I just want to go jump off a bridge. I'm not exaggerating. I want to jump off a bridge. I'm afraid of heights. But no, my brain has decided that the 400-to-85N overpass looks really fucking appealing. I drive over it once a week, and I drive under it three or four times a week. It's a constant thought. I tell myself that rush hour traffic is bad enough without a body to contend with too. Some days it even helps.

What I haven't done yet today is write. I've answered questions about writing. I've read other people's writing. But I have done very little of my own.

I need Wicked Ones to talk to me. I need to know what the hell is going on in Joshua's head, post-confrontation with Goody. I know he's working his own way to a better mental place, but he's not 100% there yet.

Damn, I wish all my friends from all my fandoms would watch this movie. I appreciate all the reviews and such I've been getting, but there are just times I want to see what [personal profile] desolate03 or [personal profile] daimeryan_rei think of some of the crap I'm writing right now. Granted, some of the stories are so AU that you almost don't need to have seen the movie. But sometimes we just flat out skip scenes that we didn't change from the movie, so that doesn't actually work.

The cut on my hand is looking a little closer to healed. I almost think the part across the meat is nearly there. It's the part that's closer to the side and the nail that is still lingering. The butterfly bandages have done a great job of keeping it from moving and all, so it is getting a chance to heal up nicely. It ain't gonna be pretty, but hopefully sooner or later, it'll be healed up.

What little I have written today has been on Monstrous: After Midnight. I'm working on the final battle in chunks and pieces. I have a whole mess of things that have to happen. I need to get through the Gatling gun, Fae-raday being shot, Jack Horne turning wendigo, blowing up the Gatling gun, and the aftermath. I don't know what [personal profile] katsuko's plans are, if she's going to try to get us to the point I'm writing, if she's going to tackle the Bogue takedown, or what's happening.

And that's enough whinging for today. I've been working on this for well over an hour now. That's longer than any journal post of any length should take.

Later, all.

I'm just so damn...

Wednesday, 15 March 2017 10:28 pm
apollymi: Black cat sitting on pumpkins, no text (Proud mom of a black cat) (Kitten: Black cat)
I'm just so damn drained. I don't think I've got a lot left in me for the rest of today.

On the one hand, I have words. On the other hand, most of them are journalling or answering questions about fics. Probably about 500 to 700 are from writing. That's... all right, I guess. I'm just not in a good place mentally speaking.

Which is sort of the understatement of the decade.

Vaguely annoyed

Tuesday, 14 March 2017 10:07 pm
apollymi: Stitch lying on the beach with a lei, text reads "I like fluffy" (L&S**Stitch: I like fluffy)
I'm vaguely annoyed. Just vaguely, though, because Roo is a very sweet kitty man who just wants to help with all the things. Unfortunately his idea of helping is to walk all over the keyboard and constantly bring up the spotlight search tool on OSX. I don't even know how he does it, because it requires pressing both Command and the space key at the same time. Yes, they are right next to one another, but his feet aren't that big.

I have a conundrum, and I'm wondering if anyone else has an answer to it. How do you cut off Skype notifications when you are on a phone call? I got a phone call today while I was at IKEA. My little Skype group was going nuts. I had the app itself cut off during the phone call, but I was still getting notifications for every single message that comes through. I don't want to cut off all notifications, not completely, but I don't want to get them while I'm on a phone call. Can it be done? Or is this something I need to contact Skype support and request be added as a feature? (Because it seems like it should be common sense, IMO.)

And Roo is back in my lap again. However, this time I have thwarted him, because I went back to my bedroom and got my laptop stand. My laptop is no longer on top of my lap but rather is on the free-standing tray, and Roo cannot type. He seems to feel quite gypped about the whole thing.

Also, okay, it's halfway through March, and my area is now getting snow flurries. Snow flurries. In March. In Georgia. What the actual fuck? I don't like this.

I've been working on two parts for Monstrous: After Midnight... and they're both skip forwards. In other words, I'm working on the final battle when the story itself is still in the montage of preparations. I feel vaguely like I just need to get this shit done and over with. Everything. Nothing feels good with writing right now.

Nothing feels good with writing right now. That's a terrible thought to have. Writing is one of the few things I still enjoy doing, and this damn depression is starting to sink into it as well.

But I'm going to keep on trying to make things happen. That's all I can do, right?

So I'm going to go do that: make things happen.

Too much help

Monday, 13 March 2017 11:05 pm
apollymi: Drawing of cross-looking chick, holding a teabag. Text reads "No tea No work" (Stock: No tea = no work)
Okay, I'm having way too much help in the field of doing... well, anything today. The new Skype group I'm in is entertaining as hell, too entertaining to get anything done around them. Coworkers were too loud at Mirko to get too much writing done, even after I was off the clock. And Roo is being too much of a help for me to accomplish much of anything now that I'm at home.

I did manage to get all the newest chapters of stories up on DarkMagick.net, Monstrous (as appropriate), and [community profile] eternal_sailorm. So I guess I should feel accomplished about this.

I also managed to drink something like 8 cups of tea between Starbucks and IKEA, so it's a wonder I didn't float off into space today. Or maybe the cider helped with that. Because I like my alcohol sweet, damn it. (Which might explain my enjoyment of mead, as well.)

I did get a little bit of handwriting stuff done while I was at the restaurant, so I'm going to work on getting it all typed up now, so I'll be cutting this off here.

Later, all.

Grumpy

Thursday, 9 March 2017 10:56 pm
apollymi: Usagi with devil horns and tail, musical note next to her, no text (BSSM**Usagi: ♫ (Devilish))
Okay, I will warn the world that today was a grumpy ass day, and I'm glad it's almost over.

Everything has been plucking at my nerves, and I really, really don't like it. Newest server has marinated in his cologne? Teeth-grittingly annoying. Claudio keeps hovering at host stand? Annoying. Claudio shows me the ongoing security camera footage of his dog sitting in the doorway... every thirty or so minutes? Annoying. Servers hanging out at host stand to check their phones? Annoying. Newest server is arrogant and thinks he knows everything, but still has to ask for help with so much stuff and still doesn't understand sections? Annoying. Sitting down at the bar and positioning myself so that no one will be near me... and then Claudio pulls a barstool over to me? Let me pull my hair out annoying.

I have only managed a little bit of writing today, and that's annoying as piss too. I've stayed over 1,000 words every day this month so far, and I don't want to break that streak.

I did manage to get regular verse Wicked Ones Joshua to talk to me a bit again. He's... mostly moving towards a better mental place, but he's not quite there yet. He's got quite a ways to go. But he's trying, poor boy. Poor, grumpy boy. I'm going to need to slip him back into the beginnings of the dark place he used to be, though, because I kind of want to write the fight that drove the brothers apart for the last section of Wicked Ones: The Early Years. Because I want to twist the knife on them one last time before I let them be happy again.

Nothing else is really happening with these boys. Monstrous: After Midnight talked a little bit to [personal profile] katsuko the other day. Lev7 is being quiet, mostly because Goody is annoyed at Chisolm and Faraday is a bit shocked at being defended. Trinity is close enough to done that nothing more is really needed from me, aside from some editing. Mostly I've been working on the AUs, because they're eating at my soul. I did manage some, again, on the regular verse of Wicked Ones, but I'm not sure what the point of this particular scene is, other than to have something on Day 4 in Rose Creek. Finally, Memento Mori... I haven't even opened the document all week. I'm a little embarrassed about this. This is why I'm still on the third part of Chapter One, even though I've been working on it since November.

And yeah, that's about all I've got to say for myself for today. Still grumpy, still tired, still ingesting way too tea. All that in mind, I'm going to try to make words happen. Later, all.

Updating the things

Wednesday, 8 March 2017 10:31 pm
apollymi: Captain America and Bucky staring at each other, no text (Aveng**Steve/Bucky: Watching)
So my hand ended up hurting too badly for me to even try to sleep last night, meaning I got less than an hour overall throughout the night. That in mind, I got out of bed a few dozen times to fuss about with the bandages, trying to loosen them to the point that it no longer hurt but would still stay on. I'd get it to what I thought would be a happy place, go back to bed, catch a few minutes sleep, then wake up with it hurting all over again.

So around 8:00, I went ahead and got out of bed to get ready to go to the Urgent Care. I woke [personal profile] katsuko up with the intention of telling her I was leaving and would be back, but she decided to go too. We got there by 8:45, saw the doctor by 9:15, and were out by 9:45. Doctor Patel was in and out in under 2 minutes, of course, but this is how doctors are, I've found. All the nurses I saw were excellent, though, and they who count, as far as I'm concerned. I'm supposed to start leaving it to air out a bit and only cover it to sleep and go to work. So that's fine. I'm also supposed to never, ever use Neosporin on it: only Vaseline. Which is funny to me, because I only used Neosporin because the LPN told me to.

It's also funny to me because it feels like medicine coming around full circle from where it was in the points of history I've been researching for The Magnificent Seven stories.

Everything above the cut is aggressively numb, which I guess is a good thing. Everything below the cut hurts and aches. The cut itself? It feels sort of... stretched. It only hurts if I move it too much and/or too fast or if something touches it too hard. Soft pressure? Okay. Gentle palpitations? Okay. Sudden movement? Not okay. Anything with pressure? Not okay. Anything weighty against it? Definitely not okay.

I didn't mention this to [personal profile] katsuko before today. But when I originally cut it and saw the depth of the cut (nearly halfway through the finger), my initial and completely numb thought was "Well, hell, I've just degloved my finger". Because apparently my brain has retained too much information from crime dramas.

Don't look up 'degloving'. Just... don't. Or look it up but don't look at pictures. It's a good way to lose one's lunch.

And that's about all I've got updates on. Later, all.

Well...

Tuesday, 7 March 2017 11:19 pm
apollymi: Trunks just after landing a punch, no text (DBZ**Trunks: Won't back down)
This is an update on yesterday, mostly.

[personal profile] katsuko managed to get in contact with the office while I was in my interview. And seriously, bless Alton. Bless the man. He said something along the lines of "I have no doubt that you reported at the beginning. We'll update your file. If you can find the receipts for doing the two payments, we're all good. If not, you can do two $300 payments. We'd prefer them with this month's and next month's rent, but we would prefer the rent honestly, so if you can't do it on those months, just let us know."

Of course, that's a summary based completely on what [personal profile] katsuko relayed to me.

We stopped by the office after I picked her up from IKEA to discuss the whole cleaning thing. It's more like a warning, because the Orkin man complained. (WTF?! The Orkin man? Complained? Dude comes once every few weeks and just stirs the bugs up.) Office folks asked about my hand, and Krystal even scolded me for not getting someone to drive me to the Urgent Care. Wasn't a lot to do for that, though, when we don't know our neighbors all that well and no one was in the office on a Sunday.

On the other side of this, the massive panicked cleaning we did last night did results in a lot more living room space suddenly. I'm not faulting that. More living room space is nice. We do still need to vacuum my room, and I'm not entirely certain our little vacuum cleaner is going to hold up to that. It does well enough on the tile floor, but the bedroom is the only carpeted area in the house. Well, we'll see.

The interview today seemed to go really well. In fact, I described it more as a conversation mixed with the occasional interview-type questions. We even discussed stuff like GSU employee discounts with MARTA, books books and more books, the importance of not leading folks on, and the magic word "no", which would be an important part of this job. I'm hopeful, but I'm not holding my breath.

Carlos did call me to ask if I could do a catering delivery for him on the 25th, because he'll be out of town for his birthday. (Mind you, he just got back in town a few hours ago, from his third or fourth trip home to Miami this year.) It's a day off, but it would be a very sizable commission with a possibility of the company it's being delivered to tipping, so... Maybe?

And yeah, I worked more on the Wicked Ones AU that we are currently calling "the wandering boys". It goes AU after the chapter of Wicked Ones: The Early Years that [personal profile] katsuko is going to be posting Friday. This makes the third AU we've at least started based on various parts of Wicked Ones. And yes, this makes me happy.

And that's about it. Later, all.

Lady dammit

Friday, 3 March 2017 11:46 pm
apollymi: Richard III on castle wall, next to sign reading "Not Fair" (HH**Richard3: Not fair)
Sorry. The subject line references my cat Boo, who is indeed a lady, dammit. She might be a distinctly solid state (I'm not going to say she's fat, but she's got some heft to her) and she might be opinionated as fuck, but she's sweet as can be... and when she wants to be on a lap (at least when the lap belongs to [personal profile] katsuko), she'll circle back and forth and polite put one foot up on her lap until she gets permission. Because she's a lady, dammit.

Today was a long day, with catering in the morning, a long gap in the afternoon, and then dinner shift, all at Mirko. It would have been a lot longer if [personal profile] katsuko hadn't called out of IKEA for this morning. She was scheduled to be there at 6:00... which would have meant leaving the house no later than 5:15, so getting up by 4:30. I was already at the point of tired where I was setting dark skittering shapes out of the corner of my eye, which is the point of tired I don't enjoy being. Loopy enough for some all over the place writing? Fan-fucking-tastic. Loopy enough to see shit that ain't there? Pass.

So only doing the catering and not IKEA today meant that I got to get caught up a bit on some sleep. No more dark skittering shapes out of the corner of my eye, which was damn good, I think. If I hadn't had massive amounts of soda today, I would probably already be in bed trying to get some more damn sleep. Mmmm, sleep. It sounds lovely, but I'm a little too wired for it right now.

[personal profile] katsuko and I have just about finished with that scene of great heartbreak on Wicked Ones. We had to scrap about 400 words of it, because it was getting way too close to permanently and irreparably breaking the characters beyond what even we could fix. Joshua was at the point of just emotionally shattering, in a very literal sense, and... yeah. While it was very well written and evocative, it just broke the boys too much to leave in. I much prefer the new version we did today.

And yeah, I'm tired and sore and am giving some thought to giving bed a try anyway, soda or no soda.

So... later, all.

Early mornings

Thursday, 2 March 2017 03:53 pm
apollymi: Blank background, text reads "Sometimes you just have to say Screw Canon" (Text: Sometimes screw canon)
I'm not digging these early mornings. I think I might be getting shit done, but I'm still not digging them. It's not my idea of a good time. Or they wouldn't be so bad if maybe, just maybe, I could managed a decent bedtime the night before. Not last night, though.

Last night, [personal profile] katsuko and I finally sat down wrote part of the scene we still needed to do for Wicked Ones: the beginnings of the reconciliation scene between Goody and Joshua. Oh gods, that was seriously painful to write. I cried. She cried. It was great. And painful. But great. What's bad, though, is that we're not done with the scene. She's working on a Billy and Vasquez-centric part to come after (and takes place at the same time as the reconciliation chapter), and every time I read it, I have to grin.

Hell, I said this to [personal profile] katsuko when we were writing: we've broken one of our boys, but this one needed to be broken in order to be fixed. Poor, poor boys. They didn't know what they get themselves into, letting the two of us write them.

To any effect, what we wrote last night on Wicked Ones is so painful that I can't write on the kittens, aka the happy fluffy AU of Wicked Ones. I might try to work on Lev7 a bit. I don't know yet. I need to make some more words happen, even if I'm already many days ahead on #365k/365Day. I think I'm something like two weeks ahead of where I need to be, which isn't too shabby, I guess.

But I still need to sit [personal profile] katsuko down and us get through this series. Because I've left one boy half-broken, and that might be a bit mean.

Later, all.

A lazy, lazy day

Wednesday, 1 March 2017 10:14 pm
apollymi: Hotaru skipping happily, text reads "The Hotaru-verse is a shiny and fluffy place with skipping" (SDK**Hotaru: It's a skipping happy unive)
We ended up not going to bed until late yesterday, with the thought that we had nowhere to be today, so we might as well do all the writing and stuff we want and to hell with sleep. So yeah, we ended up going to bed around 3:00 in the morning... and then I still woke up before 9:00 in the morning because Roo needed his loving.

I swear, he and Jimi are conspiring against me. Jimi gets himself settled between my knees in such a way that I can't move around in the night... which means I can't move into a position that prevents Roo from settling across my chest. It's like being tag-teamed. They're smart and devious boys, that's for sure.

I have a follow-up interview with GSU set for Tuesday, in response to the telephone interview I had last week. This one will be face to face in the department that I would be working in, with the people I would be working with. So that's a good thing. Also Mum forwarded my resume to a doctor in Kennesaw she's worked with before and who is in need of an Administrative Assistant, so there is that. Maybe. Just maybe. I'm not holding my breath. I'm tired of getting my hopes up and then getting them dashed to the ground again.

Right now, [personal profile] katsuko and I are working on the reconciliation chapter of Wicked Ones... and I want to shake both of these boys. Or smack them both with a rolled up newspaper. They kind of deserve it. They both need to stop and actually listen to each other, and they ain't doing a good job of that, even when finally making their apologies.

So, yeah, we're just going to keep working on that and get it out of the way. That sounds like a good plan. I like this plan. I think we're going to do that.

So, later, all.

Ehhh, something

Tuesday, 28 February 2017 11:01 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley back, text reads "Together" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Together)
It's been a full day, but overall, it's been pretty all right. I did the catering this morning, and I took a picture of something appeal to my Magnificent Seven Tumblr crew.

Oh yeah, I'm developing a Tumblr crew. (It's Mardi Gras, so I'm having a hard time not calling it a "Tumblr Krewe", because I'm a dork.) There are now about six or seven of us Mag7 types on Tumblr just all in a more or less permanent state of amusement with one another. Seven would be all poetical, but I'm not sure we're there yet.

I'm back working on Memento Mori again, somehow. I've really just been playing with it off and on since November, but somehow the words started coming for it again. So I'm happy about that.

[personal profile] katsuko and I just finished rewatching The Magnificent Seven with the subtitles on. This is no surprise. I'm a little hard of hearing, so we usually watch with the subtitles on. This time was special, though, in that we watched it with the Spanish language subtitles on. It was purely so that we could get all the damn Spanish that Vasquez says when he's shooting McCann... and that bit wasn't even translated. Of fucking course.

Anyway, I think I'm going to work on Memento Mori for a bit while I'm waiting for midnight... so that I can post on After Midnight. Because I'm a damn dork like that.

Later, all.
apollymi: Godzilla - Text reads "Warning: Cranky! Proceed with caution" (Godzilla**Godzilla: Warning: cranky - U)
I'm feeling vaguely accomplished. I managed to get Wicked Ones and Wicked Ones: The Early Years posted to [community profile] eternal_sailorm on the same day that I posted them to AO3. I'm still failing at getting them on DarkMagick.net, but that's something I cannot do at IKEA. I can barely do as much as I have with it here at IKEA. The wifi is a joke lately. If it stays connected for five minutes at a time, I count it as a god damn miracle.

I wish I was exaggerating.

Aside from that, I've been trying to get my words done for the day. It hasn't been easy. I wrote 150 words last night, but when I booted the computer up this morning, it only showed 86. When it synced again later today, I dropped from 200 or so down to 120. So I'm not sure what's going on with Scrivener. It could just be the app not playing happily with the computer version, but who knows.

Whole damn restaurant for people to pick from, and yet they keep on sitting down on the other end of my couch. I don't get it. I wouldn't do that to other people, no more than I would sit down at someone else's table next to them.

Hell, maybe I ought to start doing that. Remember these people's faces and just plop down next to them when they sit down to eat. See how they like it. Because I damn sure don't like it. I'm going to start sitting across the couch instead of sticking to one end. Maybe that'll break people of it.

Somehow I doubt it, though. I'm not sure if I look nice or something, but when I'm working, it breaks my concentration when someone flops down hard on the other end of my seat... and then give me dirty ass looks like I'm disturbing them. And I certainly don't want to leave and go to the restroom with someone sitting in this seat. I've come back to people going through my bag with that before.

It's one thing when they ask first and I can move my stuff, but it's something else altogether when they just flop their asses down. Obviously, I don't like it.

Fuck it. The latest one's up, so I'm turning and putting my feet up on the other end of the couch. I don't give a shit anymore. I'm done trying to be nice or polite or much of anything else.

Now let's see if I can't stay connected long enough to post this entry. I guess we'll see, huh?