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Chapter 20 of Lay Me Low is up on Ashwinder. God Bless Us, everyone. I thought I'd never get it uploaded. Reviews have been astonishingly positive - I thought of it as one of those filler chapters that led from point A to point B, but the general consesus is that it is good in its own right. I'll take my chocolate buttons any way I can get them.
sshg_exchange fic is clipping along nicely. What started out as a bit of a fantasy prompt has morphed into something I hadn't planned on exploring, but I'm going with DMuse - he seems to know the way through the jungle. I had hit not exactly a snag, but a conflict as to how the plot should progress, and this morning he gave it to me - it is not an easy solution, but it is the right one, and it just means I have to buckle down and stop allowing myself to be distracted by this, that and t'other.
The Hubs is still shining brightly in Sherlock Holmes. The local paper singled him out in a glowing review of the play and him in particular, and I can't wait to see it again. Good play, nice people in the cast. I am dreading a week from tomorrow, when the play will be over. He'll be in a funk for a few weeks - like sub drop, only with no chance for a reunion.
I'm astonished at how pathetic I am with all the hype about DH2 - I'm really getting a little depressed over it, which makes part of me want to vomit. I also had seriously, seriously (you have no idea) toyed with the idea of meeting up with folks at
minne_con , so I could watch and cry on someone else's shoulder other than the bemused Hubs', but I just can't do it. I mean - I could, we do have a little disposable income at the moment, but I can't help but feel if I used up part of our unemployment cushion and then we had serious problems finding a job, I would never forgive myself, and I can't afford that kind of self-recrimination, both figuratively and financially.
It is wonderful to have
stgulik here on LJ at last. I don't think you, Jules, realise just how important you are to my writing, and having you here, in a place where I hang around, drinking coffee and writing in my natural habitat, is immensely comforting, for some reason.
Or maybe I'm just cracking up. I've made two spicy chicken quiches, which are now in the oven, and the coffee's good (I know, Irish, I know), so there's little to be so maudlin about. I'm not feeling particularly insecure, not terribly worried about finding a job at the moment, and we have enough food in our pantry to feed us into the next millennium. But the house is a tip and I can't seem to get my kitchen to look tidy, no matter how many times I walk in there, look around and leave.
But I do have that little itch under my fingers that means I want to write, and that is like crack, like, well, knowing me you should be able to fill in the blanks. As long as that is there, I feel (justifiably or not) that things will be okay.
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The Hubs is still shining brightly in Sherlock Holmes. The local paper singled him out in a glowing review of the play and him in particular, and I can't wait to see it again. Good play, nice people in the cast. I am dreading a week from tomorrow, when the play will be over. He'll be in a funk for a few weeks - like sub drop, only with no chance for a reunion.
I'm astonished at how pathetic I am with all the hype about DH2 - I'm really getting a little depressed over it, which makes part of me want to vomit. I also had seriously, seriously (you have no idea) toyed with the idea of meeting up with folks at
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Or maybe I'm just cracking up. I've made two spicy chicken quiches, which are now in the oven, and the coffee's good (I know, Irish, I know), so there's little to be so maudlin about. I'm not feeling particularly insecure, not terribly worried about finding a job at the moment, and we have enough food in our pantry to feed us into the next millennium. But the house is a tip and I can't seem to get my kitchen to look tidy, no matter how many times I walk in there, look around and leave.
But I do have that little itch under my fingers that means I want to write, and that is like crack, like, well, knowing me you should be able to fill in the blanks. As long as that is there, I feel (justifiably or not) that things will be okay.
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Date: 2011-06-17 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-06-17 07:36 pm (UTC)It is true that if you don't have the trough, you can't appreciate how breathtaking the view is from the peak.
Goulie?
Date: 2011-06-17 07:05 pm (UTC)Chapter 20 is amazing - not just transitional. Give yourself more credit! I sort of know how things turn out, but I'm still scared ...
Re: Goulie?
Date: 2011-06-17 07:32 pm (UTC)You are far from invisible in my life - I shout it to the rooftops to anyone listening that you are my collaborator, and without your input, my writing would be diminished. I thank the powers that be everyday for you!!
Thanks about Chapter 20 - yeah, I'm scared, too! But I'm even more scared about the exchange fic. I am soooooo glad you are on board for it. I'm overwriting and you are just the person to trim the hedges - we want topiary, not the whole maze!
Hang in there, kiddo, because you are tooo important, more than you'll ever know.
And if Gooly bothers you, I won't call you that - it's just easy to type. :)
Julie
Date: 2011-06-17 07:51 pm (UTC)Re: Julie
Date: 2011-06-17 08:01 pm (UTC)Sorry about that - I was thinking about goolies - as per usual!
Re: Julie
Date: 2011-06-18 01:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-17 07:35 pm (UTC)Soap??? I'd wear him down to a nub (and I think we all know which nub I'm talking 'bout!)
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Date: 2011-06-17 10:14 pm (UTC)I know you will work through your exchange fic, and it will turn out beautifully! DMuse will never lead you astray.
I'm so proud of your Hubs! I wish I could go see the play...
I too want to go and meet with others to watch DH2. But there is just no way that will be able to happen right now. I know there will be tears, and I will just have to get over it. Surely there will be others there crying, too.
Go on and satisfy that itch!