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Friday, 1 July 2016 11:16 pm
apollymi: Kyo and Yuya with Kyo's sword, black background, no text (SDK**Kyo/Yuya: Still of the night)
Writing! It is happening. Yay! We'll see if I can't keep it going for 30,000 words. I know I'm certainly going to give it my best.

In fact, I'm even trying to do it on Wanda, the desktop Mac, so that I can hopefully not lose my concentration on the laptop, since that's where the links to fics live. It would take actual work to be able to get to fics on here.

I even planned ahead and have some options in case the original story doesn't pan out. Because I do still have None So Blind, Silver Moonlight, Vidi, and Picture Perfect Blue that need finishing.

And I'm going to declare this to be it. It's time for me to focus on the words. Later, all.

190

Wednesday, 29 June 2016 11:38 pm
apollymi: Scarlet Witch casting a hex, no text (Aveng**Scarlet Witch: Change the odds)
So yeah, last day off for the week. I'm a little sad to see my time away from Mirko Pasta over with again. I'm really not looking forward to it. I keep wishing for another job to fall into place. So far, though, it hasn't.

I've been rereading stories most of the day and even stumbling my way into some new ones I haven't read before. Somehow I'm always surprised to turn up Gundam Wing stories I haven't read before. Weird, huh?

I also spent some time rereading some of my own stuff. I've completely reread Endless Loop from start to finish, at the last the fanfiction version, including [personal profile] katsuko's and [profile] desolte03's stories, and now I'm working my way through WriMo projects I never finished, trying to come up with ideas for JulNo before Friday. Because, yeah, it's getting close.

Eighty-six

Saturday, 26 March 2016 03:30 pm
apollymi: Bakura & Kaiba fanart commission, text reads "Apollymi" (Default)
After all my initial excitement about finishing Shard, now I'm having a mild panic regarding Camp. I have at least three characters and I have a ton of backstory and world-building, but I don't have a plot yet. I know it's post-apocalypse, I know it's going to be pretty damn dark, and I know at least one of my characters is hunted for their abilities... but that's about it. I mean, granted, survival is a pretty primal motivation, but I'm not sure how much I can use that to drive the plot.

Anyway, today is my last day visiting Sam. I will actually be a little sad to not see him anymore, even though he has scratched the shit out of me every time I've been there. He's very much the kind of cat who wants to be an only cat, so he does not like the smell of Roo, Boo, and Jimi on me.
apollymi: Bakura looking smug, text reads "He belongs to the dark" (YGO**Bakura: He belongs to the dark)
Holy shit, I wrote. Well, I finished writing. Writing is now completed and posted. Holy shit.

So, here on AO3 and here on Dreamwidth.

Yay!

Sixty-four

Friday, 4 March 2016 09:53 pm
apollymi: Bakura and Kaiba fanart, black & purple background, text reads "We'll make something out of nothing" (YGO**Bakura/Kaiba: Something out of not)
Well, I actually started an entry while I was at IKEA earlier today, but I sort of forgot to post it. So I'm making a new post. Eh, whatever works, right?

I've managed to get some writing done. Hooray! I mean, it's less than 400 words, but still, after the writing drought I've been in, any writing is good, yes? And it's kinda dark and kinda twisted, and I guess it'll be the first thing I write under the new pseudonym. Yay? Tentatively, it's titled "Shard". We'll see if I end up keeping that title.

And yeah, that's about it. I've also been rereading a Sherlock/Inception crossover that I desperately enjoy and seriously want to rec: Keep the Car Running. Okay, yes, it clocks in at over 230k. I promise you that it's worth the read (obviously, since I'm rereading it for the 2nd or 3rd time now). The premise is simple enough: if Inception existed in the same universe as Sherlock, there is no way Mycroft wouldn't try to use dreamsharing to get information out of Moriarty. It is a slash fic, with pairings of Arthur/Eames and Sherlock/Watson, fyi. The characters are pretty spot on, the writing is fun and engaging, and it honestly doesn't feel like you're reading a fanfiction that is approximately the same length as Crime and Punishment or East of Eden (yes, those books are over 200k words).

Mum and Grandmother are coming to visit tomorrow, which is gonna be kind of fun. I mean, they'll only be here in the morning and through lunch, because I have to work in the evening, but still it'll be nice getting to see them. I have no idea where to take them for lunch. I don't want to take them anywhere I haven't eaten at myself yet, so that knocks a lot of options off the shelf right away.

Anyway, that's about it. I'm going to go type up some more of what I wrote today and maybe crash a wee bit early, so that I can get up and take [personal profile] katsuko to the train station tomorrow morning. Later, all.
apollymi: Kyo and Yuya back to back, red background, no text (SDK**Kyo/Yuya: The red strokes)
It's the last day of Camp, and I'm rushing to get my last few hundred words done. It's not exactly quick moving, because I have a lot of assistance from Roo, and the Camp site keeps counting my words as lower than Storyist is. I know, I know: first world problems, man.

I worked the morning at Mirko today, and when I got off work, I went to IKEA to eat a late lunch and wait for [personal profile] katsuko to get off. I got to try the vegetarian meatballs... and they are fucking awesome. I also got to have the vegetable medallions, and they are also fucking awesome. I totally pigged out, eating way too much: a serving and a half of the vegetable balls, 2 medallions, a slice of strawberry shortcake... and about five cups of the lingonberry juice. I have a ridiculously happy belly right now... and it's a very good thing.

So anyway, two final word counts for you. The first is where I stand according to Storyist. The second is where I stand according to the Camp website. Did I mention how much of a pain in the ass this is, having to go back and forth like this? Because it is. It really, really fucking is.


15074 / 15000 words. 100% done!



14953 / 15000 words. 100% done!

I'm going to see if I can't get some more words done before midnight. Later, all.
apollymi: Stitch doing an handstand and wiggling his butt, no text, animated (L&S**Stitch: Kiss my ass)
Yesterday's post was an exercise in trying to type coherently while on Mum's sleeping pills. Since I barely got any sleep the night before and because I was going to be sleeping in the bed with Grandmother, who both snores and cuddles in her sleep, she decided that a little help getting and staying asleep would not go amiss. So, yeah, sleeping pill that I guess eventually got me to sleep but left me rather loopy until I went to bed and still tired in the morning... and truthfully throughout the rest of the day. I got back home in Atlanta by just gone ten in the morning and pretty much took a nap right away. And then another one in the afternoon/evening. And I'm probably not far from bed now.

But it was a good, if flyby, visit. Aunt Cathy really wanted to go to Shogun's, but she only likes to go when I'm along with, so I can help her figure out the sushi. I might have even convinced her to try [personal profile] katsuko and my favorite sushi place if she's ever in Atlanta and free to eat out.

I don't have much to say for today, though, because naps. So many naps. And they were so good.

Carlos did text me, though, to ask if I would work lunch tomorrow with Katsuko. So there goes my morning at Panera to work on Camp. It's going to be close this month with Camp, but hopefully I'll still be able to make 15k happen. Speaking of which, here's the updated word count:


14282 / 15000 words. 95% done!
apollymi: Heero staring forward, Duo staring off to side, no text (GW**Duo/Heero: Starry Night)
What a shit show of a day.

Today was the first day in quite a while where I did a lunch shift without [personal profile] katsuko. Instead, I had Stephanie. The whole morning was spent with complaints. She has four doubles this week. Carlos scheduled her until 4:00 on all of those days, even though she told him she could only work to 2:30. And who did Carlos think she was, giving her all those doubles? (I didn't manage to resist from quipping, "Katsuko, apparently".) She doesn't want to work with the new manager, Rod, but she also doesn't want to work with Mirko. New Manager Rod is creepy. She hates Cesar, the kitchen manager. She thinks one of the other servers, Terry, is creepy. And on, and on, and on.

Cesar let us in the building at just gone 10:00. We got everything set up. Either I don't realize how much of the morning set up Katsuko actually does or Stephanie was slacking, because I caught myself doing quite a lot more than I usually do. I usually do the sweeping, cleaning the windows, stacking the plates, putting the cushions on the outside couch, and sometimes refilling the marking trays, along with anything else that needs done, like replacing the sanitizer bucket and towels. Today I did all of that, plus the mopping, taking down the chairs, and a bit more still.

By the time 11:30 rolled around, the only manager we had in was still Cesar. Both of them are urging me to contact Carlos, so when I finally do, he says he's on his way to at least get the cash register open for us. I hang up with him... and almost immediately, they both start with the "why did you call Carlos, we can manage without the cash drawer" and so forth. Meanwhile, I'm also trying to cancel a false alarm at the house because I don't want the police dispatched to take out the pest control lady.

Carlos got there just after 11:45, and he got us most of the way set up... and then at just gone noon, Rod comes sauntering in. Apparently, we had had no manager scheduled for today's shift, since Mirko is now supposed to be off from managing, with Rod and another assistant manager finally hired for the other store. Today was supposed to be Carlos' first day off in six days, which meant it was supposed to be Rod managing, except apparently no one told that to Rod. So when he got there, Carlos pretty much reamed him out... and not in a good way. Carlos left again by 1:00-ish, and we had Rod the rest of the day.

Lunch shift went pretty okay. I made just enough money to buy my lunch at Tacos & Tequilas. I even managed to help Cesar order some of the Illy espresso beans that Mirko likes so much. Between lunch and dinner shifts, Rod had me do a sit down with a potential new server, Bryan... and then asked me, "If you had to bet $1000 $200 of your own money on whether or not this guy would work out, what would you say?" I replied that I'm not a betting woman, so I wouldn't even take the bet. So he said he probably wasn't going to talk to Carlos about the guy at all; the guy had bad teeth, and he didn't think that was something people in the area (or Carlos) would respond favorably to.

And then I hosted for dinner, scribbled a little bit while I was standing around, got cut, read, came home amid some pretty impressive thunder and lightning, and then pretty much collapsed. It was a shit show of a day, really.

But hey, here's my updated word count:


11114 / 50000 words. 22% done!
apollymi: Stitch with a cape and a swimsuit top on his head, text reads "I'm the goddamn Batman" (L&S**Stitch: I am the goddamn Batman)
Today sucked for writing. I spent most of my lunch shift throwing up. That was made worse by the fact I hadn't really eaten anything all day yet -- just had a fruit smoothie -- so all I was throwing up was bile. Carlos offered me a food runner shift for the evening, but the mention of the vomiting changed his mind. People do tend to get a bit iffy when the person carrying their food has been ill, you know?

So [personal profile] katsuko took me to Genki for some of the food that generally always sits well: miso soup, soba noodles with teriyaki sauce, and Inari sushi. Those three things, along with ginger tea and pan-fried tofu (and, weirdly, cheese balls -- but not Cheetos or Cheez-Its), always sit all right on my stomach. Today was no exception. I was incredibly nauseous while I was waiting on Katsuko to get off work, but I didn't throw up again. It just sort of sucks, because I was (and still am) vaguely hungry, but the nausea didn't (and still isn't) allowing me to enjoy food... but I need to eat to have something on my stomach, so that I'm not just throwing up bile. From experience, that's a pretty horrible feeling.

So, yeah, not a lot good has happened. Mostly I sat in a booth at Panera, drink Sierra Mist (because they didn't have Sprite or ginger ale) and read a lot of Dark Knight trilogy and Inception fics.

And now to get to go back to work tomorrow and do it all over again... except this time I will have to stay for dinner because we have no other hostess willing to work on Sundays.
apollymi: Trunks sneaking a glance off to the side, no text (DBZ**Trunks: Corner of my eye)
Camp is coming along fairly well. I still have no damn idea where this story is going, but I'm enjoying the hell out of the world-building aspects of it. Sometimes that's my favorite part of a story: building the world that it's going to be set in... without info dumping. For some reason, writing that sort of thing is just enjoyable as hell for me. Sometimes I just want to create worlds for other people's stories, since it's what I love most about the whole writing process... thing.

Words. Fingers/mouth. Not communicating. Sleep now, I think.
apollymi: Usagi in a swimsuit, no text (BSSM**Usagi: Summer)
Finally, some writing! Not as much as I had hoped for, but still! Writing! It happened.

So [personal profile] katsuko had her orientation at IKEA today. I didn't do my writing while she was gone, although I did mean to. I just ended up spending too much time trying to deal with an alarm still going off two hours after it had initially been triggered. Whoops. That took two phone calls to our alarm company and more time chatting with the reps than I'm strictly happy with.

But I still did some writing, and that makes me incredibly happy. So, in fact, here is my updated word count:


8856 / 15000 words. 59% done!
apollymi: Drawing of cross-looking chick, holding a teabag. Text reads "No tea No work" (Stock: No tea = no work)
Guess who still sucks at writing? Yep, that would be me. To be fair, [personal profile] katsuko and I did take it upon ourselves today to go see Minions (highly recommended), grabbed food, went by H-Mart for the first time in months to buy miso and ginger, and then came home to nap. We had only intended an hour nap, in all honesty, but it ended up getting a bit away from us. So yeah, not a lot of writing happened today.

I've reset my goal on Camp to 15k words, and if I hit that, then I'll raise it to 20k. That seems like a safe way to play it for now, yeah?

Just... working at the restaurant is not good for me for writing. I rarely get breaks, the work is exhausting, the atmosphere is unpleasant and sometimes downright toxic, Mirko himself sometimes gives me panic attacks, and... So yeah, when I get a day off, I try to do as little as possible. Unfortunately, that seems to extend to writing too.
apollymi: Duo and Heero back to back, text reads "Together" (GW**Duo/Heero: Together)
Wow, we're ten days into July already. That's... pretty bad, I guess, since I'm the one bringing my cabin down (again) this month. I try and write, but it's like my creative brain took a nap. And it keeps doing it too! That bit's rather annoying.

We went back to work today after Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday off. I only worked lunch shift, but [personal profile] katsuko had a double today. Lunch was... pretty damn pitiful, actually, but apparently dinner was quite nice. Of course, Friday nights usually are. Saturdays too, for that matter, depending on if there is anything going on in the area. Tomorrow is the Atlanta Street Food Festival, from noon to 10 p.m., so that will probably hit our business. I mean, yeah, the Fest is in Piedmont Park and the restaurant is in North Buckhead, but it'll probably still hit us a bit.

I feel bad. I keep trying to write, but words just don't want to cooperate. I'm brining the averages down for my cabin on the Camp site, and that really sucks. I started doing a cabin with just [personal profile] daimeryan_rei and [personal profile] katsuko to avoid having people bring the averages down.

Also, I guess I need to see about getting a new internal fan for Ripley soon. She's running awfully hot. I might have to move that further up my priority list than the new keyboard case for the iPad. Though I guess first I'll see if the internal fan app I just downloaded helps in any sort of way. Can hope, right?

Anyway, yeah, I've pretty much run out of things to say. I shouldn't be trying to use this as extra words for tonight, should I?c
apollymi: Black cat sitting on pumpkins, no text (Proud mom of a black cat) (Kitten: Black cat)
Well, today went better than expected. We had only one thing really to do, and we accomplished it fairly well. After the initial worry, I think [personal profile] katsuko actually enjoyed it a bit, funny or weird as that may sound.

While all that was going on, I was working on Picture Perfect Blue, the Yu-Gi-Oh novella I'm doing for Camp. I'm not actually sure how much I wrote, but it was better than I have been doing the last few days, so yay! I mean, it looks like a lot when you're writing it on an iPad, but it turns out to be around 600 or 700 words. But it's still better than the 230 I wrote yesterday.

Now I just need to figure out why my Storyist isn't counting the words I wrote while on the iPad.

ETA: Looks like that question has already been asked and answered.

Finally... Today's photo of the assistants.
apollymi: Loose jumble of books, text reads "The keyboard makes me their god" (My Writing: Keyboard makes me their god!)
So I found out something new (to me) today: if my iPhone 6 gets too hot, it will shut itself off. Apparently it was too hot in the car when we came out to it, so everything cut off until the phone cooled off again. Along those lines, I really do need to get the air conditioner fixed in the car, so that maybe this situation can be, if not relieved, then at least alleviated.

And I must still be tired, if I'm breaking out the $20 words all over the place.

Speaking of being tired, poor [personal profile] katsuko was so tired yesterday that, when she started sweating and her eye makeup ran to mix with the circles under her eyes, people started asking who punched her. Actually, rather, they started asking me why I punched her. Once she took off most of her eye makeup, though, the questions died down somewhat, which was a good thing.

She has a job fair tomorrow at IKEA, which could be good on the front of getting her the hell out of Mirko. IKEA apparently pays its employees rather well, and it looks like almost every position at the Atlanta location is a full-time one. There are plenty of benefits involved too, so that could be good... if she gets the position. I just want her out of Mirko. It's killing her. Anyway, she'll be there from 10 in the morning until 4 in the afternoon. That long of a hiring fair sounds a wee bit promising, yes?

Either way, she'll have the car for most of the day, so I'll be hanging around the house. Maybe I'll even manage a good writing day. One can only hope, right? After all, I do tend to have a lot of feline assistance. Like, a lot of feline assistance. I have a lot of it right now, in fact; Roo is laying on part of my keyboard. Every time I have to hit the back button, I have to move his arms. He doesn't like that much. See?

And yeah, I guess that's about it. I will leave you, however, with the updated word count, since I did manage to make a few words happen today:


5149 / 50000 words. 10% done!
apollymi: Kyle and Sarah, text reads "Come with me if you want to live" (Term**Kyle/Sarah: Come with me)
Oh my gods, work. Work has eaten my entire life. I feel like I don't exist out of work. I haven't been down to see the family since my birthday -- back in February. I have no idea when I'm going to be able to make it down, not with how Carlos dicks around with the schedule.

So yeah, not a lot of writing occurred today. Just a bit on a check stub while there were no customers.

And there were a whole lot of no customers today. Lunch was steady enough, good enough for me to do $30, but dinner was abysmal. Mirko told me and the food runner to leave at 7:00, so I ended up sitting around in Panera for over two hours until [personal profile] katsuko got off work. Granted, I talked to Mum on the phone a bit of that time, but not all of it. And I didn't bring my phone charger to work with me today because I knew I was working with Mirko who is inclined to pitch a fit if he sees a staff member with a phone on the floor. So I ended up getting down to something like 20% battery, which is honestly the first time I've done that with this phone.

But yeah, this is actually the most I've written all day. And to prove how much I suck right now, here's my most recent word count:


4448 / 50000 words. 9% done!
apollymi: Close ups of Arthur and Eames, no text (Incep**Eames/Arthur: Perchance to dream)
It's amazing how, every year, I manage to forget how much I hate this day. Don't get me wrong: it's a nice holiday and all that jazz, but I hate the fireworks and noise and attitudes that go along with it. I hate that my mum feels like she needs to text me to make sure that I get home before dark because "all the crazies will be out after dark". I hate having to rush through the grocery store so that I can indeed be home before dark. I hate that I spend the entire day worrying about how the kitties are going to handle the fireworks and noise this year. I hate worrying that this year is going to be the year that the police show up taking statements because someone in our classy as fuck apartment complex decided that this year is the one to hide their murder by timing it to the fireworks. So yeah, this isn't a holiday I enjoy, other than having a day off work (though that also means it's a day we're not making any money).

Ficcing is going slowly. It would probably go faster if I had any idea where I'm actually going with this story. And I don't. I have no bloody clue. I know the prologue set up the background changes I'm making to the world. So far Chapter One is Kaiba bitching. I haven't even gotten Yami no Bakura in fic yet, though Bakura Ryou was present for the prologue... because I wanted to establish that he does indeed have a familiar but he doesn't want people to see it.

So yeah, all I have is a premise (everyone gets a familiar when they turn fifteen, Pegasus came up with a way to project said familiars onto Duel Monster cards which gives everyone a "signature" card to play) and that's about it so far. I even have familiars for characters that haven't appeared yet. I just don't have a storyline.

I has been pointed out to me that my writing can be a bit predictable: I tend to write get together fics (according to [personal profile] katsuko, and a lot of Yami no Bakura/Kaiba Seto (per [personal profile] daimeryan_rei. I'm... actually fine with this. Bakura/Kaiba is a pairing that I feel like you need to see how they get together... and it is my favorite Yu-Gi-Oh pairing, beyond a shadow of a doubt. Maybe one day I'll write a good story that uses neither of those tropes... but I don't think it's going to be this month.

And that's about it. Back to writing.
apollymi: Chococat sitting in an orange chair, no text (Sanrio**Chococat: This is my ROOM!)
Today... sucked for writing. Or for doing much of anything aside from working or trying to unwind from work.

Lunch today was really slow until around 1pm. It never exactly got busy, so to say, but it got steady, with some larger parties coming in, which [personal profile] katsuko mostly took care of, and a lot of smaller parties, which was mostly me. It wasn't a bad day, money-wise. I made enough to pay a bill. Yes, a bill. Granted, one that's five months late, but a bill nonetheless.

Carlos is talking about me or Katsuko taking over the catering when Alessandro transfers to the Athens (Georgia) store later in the month. Sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me. A lot of work, yes, but a good deal. It would be a lot of extra money coming in, money we desperately need.

Anyway, yeah, that's about it. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better writing day. I have no idea where this story is going or even what it's going to be about.

I do know that I might be a bit too predictable with my pairings. At this point, I'm not sure I want to try to tackle a new pairing for this story, since I'm going to be trying to stretch it to around 50,000 words. But I guess I am going to have to try to do something that isn't Bakura/Kaiba at some point, huh?
apollymi: Zack staring intently, no text (FF7**Zack: Intensity)
So, yeah, obviously it's Camp time again. It's kicking my ass yet again, though not as thoroughly as it did in April. I'm making words happen, and that's a good thing. After some back and forth, I decided to work on some Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic. I have no idea where the hell I'm going with this, but words are happening and, again, that's a good thing. That's a damn good thing.

So [personal profile] katsuko had a bartender shift today, and she made... okay money. She made better than the servers did at least; Maria left the restaurant tonight with $10. So, yeah, it was a lousy night at Mirko Pasta. But they are expecting tomorrow to be hella busy, because Saturday the 4th is one of the big races in the city; carb-loading people tend to eat pasta before these events. I'm hoping Lesmi, the new hostess I had to train, can hack it. If not, oh well, I get some of my hosting shifts back, yay.

Anyway, Camp story is coming along nicely, even if I don't yet have a title for it. It's listed on the Camp page as "Spectrum", which is the title of the original fic I was going to work on before this became a lot more interesting.