Digital Eclipse

Finally, finally posted that auction fic. It had been eating at me, and it's an amazing load off my shoulders to have it up. Hopefully, radiophile will like it enough that it makes up for being oh... about five months late.;;

Now to get the REST of the To Do list in order. With this done, I'm down to six active projects. Of course, other projects crept their way in (gdi brain) and I'm doing some Original Writing that takes some time. (May make a locked post about that later.) At least the official list shrinks! It was double digits! I MAKE PROGRESS.

I also decided that the Fairytale fic is just going to have to become an original. I kind of hate to do it, but trying to find places to etch on the serial numbers was killing it. So it's going to get removed from the To Do List and set aside until I have time to deal with it properly.

(flop) According to the numbers I just ran, if I can just manage to write about 45k and edit about the rest, I'll be finished with this mess and able to concentrate on new stuff rather than stuff that's been clogging the works. Guilt over unfinished fics is a killer.

See. This is what I do. I get wrapped up in things, go silent, and the shove it all into one post like I can make up for it all in a go. Sad, but my life, such as it is.

Flash rec: Go read DILF for a shot of fluffy kid fic. Even if you're not in Teen Wolf fandom, it's a self-contained no-werewolves AU.

For anyone who's been wondering where I've been the last week, "the depths of hell" seem to cover it. My boss and I had (unnecessary, painful, ridiculous) work training seven out of nine hours last Monday through Thursday, which meant that those other two hours just weren't enough. It left my phones completely uncovered other than one guy taking messages, because our new department manager Mike was somehow under the impression that this is our slow time. Even though he's the one who loaded us down with shit to do in the first place. I was able to move most of the teacher-work to email and get that done while everyone else was learning what a SysAdmin panel is, but the student work piled up. Add on top of that all the upgrades, changes and installations we do at this time of year and I ended up working 10-12 hours at a go all week. :\ All overtime unpaid, because it wasn't cleared by management, but my other option was to not get my work done and get reprimanded for that. So yeah. Doing what I can to keep the load down on my boss, because she seriously doesn't need this shit right now.

Another order from on high that recently came down is that my hours will be changing for a little while. Starting this coming Tuesday, I'll be working the 10:30-7:30 shift for about three weeks or so, Fridays 8-5. I am reasonably okay with this, since I'm more of a night person anyway, and working evenings will mean that I have more time to Get Shit Done after five when most of the management has gone home. At best, it will give me time to work on writing and betaing.

Fanfic Comes Along. I'm still plugging away at my Cap/IM Big Bang. Hopefully it will either kickstart into hard fast writing or remain fairly smallish and be ready by the 31st. Not sure which it'll be, truthfully. In the past few days it's morphed from amusing AU with gratuitous cultural nudity into existentialist mess pretending to be deep as it ponders the meaning of life, and I'm not really sure how that happened. If all goes well on the C/IM bang, I will likely be sliding sideways into a double Polybang and use that for a push to finish the Monster Fic of Monsters. The second polybang will probably be a short Teen Wolf puppypack thing, patched together so that if the Monster Fic doesn't get done in time I won't be empty handed come due date. (Let's be honest, I'll have to do 90k in a month, which is technically possible, but at my current writing speed I don't want to bank on it.)

Finally, 9/10ths. Holy fuck, I was not expecting that response to a 6k mostly-exposition fic. I've not started replying to comments yet, because every time I have a moment I look at the numbers and panic and then I have to run off somewhere and breathe. Seriously, those numbers are higher than the ones on my 70k dragon AU for reverse bang, which was posted ages ago. No words. No words at all.

And finally-finally, because I hate Tumblr because it gives me ideas and I can only be grateful my home internet connection makes it too hard to have one of my own.
( Trigger Warning: 130 words of depressing as fuck ficlet )

I am incapable of writing short stories any more. I started on a quick fic just to make myself get words down. 2000 words later it's still only starting and I may have to create an entire holy order.

GDI I just wanted to explore Asgardian marriage rituals.

This post brought to you by the committee for incredibly misleading posts.

So I meant to be productive today. Then I woke up and the house was freezing and the heaters are doing a bang-up job of nothing. (huddles) Well, okay, hyperbole aside, the heaters are keeping the edge off, but a couple of space heaters aren't really good in a place with poor insulation. It's 43 degrees. You can't expect me to function when it's that cold!

... Stop laughing at meeeee. It's cold for me, okay?

So instead I'm going to curl up under a blanket and write more ridiculous Victorian-esque adventures wherein everyone has pretty much slept with everyone and Steve is kind to rats, cats and urchins, in no particular order. I've too many plot lines to juggle. (sigh) The Steve/Tony plot is a big one, obviously, but things are never simple in the Neath. :\ Honestly, I'm not sure I'll be able to do the complexities of it justice. There's a certain looseness of the game that's d--ned hard to replicate in prose, simply because a narrative must have a logical progression (except when it doesn't) and a game doesn't much care if you're working with the constables to arrest smugglers one second and then being a smuggler the next, or being Intimate with Devils while having Firm Convictions regarding souls and actually working to recover them.

Also, Steve is inconveniently moral. :| If he were anyone else, he'd have been killed so many times he'd make Tomb Colonists wince.

After writing, maybe make I'll cupcakes for Valentines day. I want to try making Red Velvet from scratch, except it's going to be rainbow velvet because I'm developing a dislike for normal colored cakes. Blue makes them taste better, I swear!

Stolen from sunspot, and therefore all blame to her as well. This doesn't include anything in my Graveyard file. I have a lot of Graveyard fics. D:

The rules: Post the first 1-3 sentences of any WIPs you have.
( Less than I thought )

NGL, a lot of these will probably end up in the Graveyard. D: I really should do a WIP Amnesty for Graveyard fics, but then I would have to admit that they're not happening.

Here and here two of my most favorite enables jazzypom and valtyr have started a meme trying to get people to discuss their writing methods, and I thought I'd toss in.

Currently, I'm in an odd position because I let so much build up that needs editing. One fic has a deadline that's unavoidable, but the other two (vampire!Tony and girl!Steve) are essentially at my leisure. And boy, do I leisure. D: Of those two, vampire!Tony is actually a victim of not following my SOP, so I'll start there.
( How I write )

So, that's it. What about you, oh circle?

I LIVE. I PROMISE I LIVE.

I'm just really bad at it lately.

I worked 16 hours overtime on Saturday and Sunday, after working overtime on Thursday and Friday, which were great for my paycheck but bad for my health. On top of that, work is around the bend with the upgraded system, meaning I'm swamped there (thus the overtime). Between that and me being unable to access DW, posting is going to be spotty for.. Um. Ever, or at least until someone more important than me complains about the new filter.

I'm trying to stab down 25k a week in the Fairy Tale Crack Fic, but IDK how well I'll manage. (brave face) I'm exhausted, head down to my feets, which makes writing wonky. I'm fairly certain I'm going to have to go back and fix things, but that's what editing is for. I hit 50k last night, woohoo. Wanted it done on Friday, but that wasn't happening. So Sunday is my new "due date".

Papa is due home from Chicago soon. Technically, he's on his way, but they took side-trips through Okmulgee and Rantoul, which are Papa's hometowns. From what I hear, he got waylaid in Rantoul by the town wanting to throw a party for him. Hopefully, they'll take their time so I can get the house clean before he's home. And then after he's home, Louise will be visiting for a while. IDK how long, but I really want to have the place shining so I can avoid the worst part of round 7013 of everything you do ever is wrong and this is why.

Anyway, I love you all, and if I am not commenting as much as I used to, blame the filter and exhaustion. Once work settles down, I'll have more energy to keep up with my peoples.

Dearest DW, I promise I'm not ignoring you. But since I can't post at work (really, wtf is with that, work?), I'm forced to post after work. As in, in the evening.Prime writing time. :| I keep meaning to make an "I'm still alive!" update, but then I sit down and think, "Oh, I can write another thousand words" and then end up writing straight through to midnight and scrambling to hit the next k-mark before I have to sleep.
( Yeah, it's like that. Also, faint spoilers for fic being written. I babble )

Um. So I suppose this is a heads up that I may end up babbling excessively about a fic that will take a few months to finish. Sorry? D:

This morning, I woke up and found that my phone had not charged. Grrrr. I plugged it into my lighter on the way to work, and that gave me enough juice for the day, but really. And then I got to work and the network was down. Specifically, the network in my office. >:[ I called IT, and they tried to say that they would fix it next week. But I need my internet in order to do my job! So I told them that, and said that if the VP called and I could not help her, I would send her their way.

Someone showed up five minutes later. (preen) It turns out that it was their fault, anyway. Huffle.

I am trying (and failing) to figure out how to end this teeny fic I am working on. ._. Teeny fic is... well. Not Teeny, but not as Not Teeny as they tend to be these days. (eyes it) It must be completed by today. IT MUST. (shakes a fist of determination) :( Mrow. Maybe I will just add nekkid people. Nekkid people seem to solve a lot of problems.

In other news, I may have a Papa this weekend! At last notice, Mary was picking him up from the recovery center. \o/ As long as nothing goes wrong, he is coming home today. :D

For recording purposes, I posted a fic titled ♥ yesterday.

There's a bit of (non-bodily) TMI in the meme below. It's hard to talk about the whys of writing, and specific instances, without poking my brain a little too deeply for comfort.
( A writing meme )