MeeJ

I wrote a tiny thing for Cal, who belongs to Niall.

( SRS INVENTING )

THINGS I AM WRITING:

(mostly WoW, in absolutely no chronological order)

- Tiki and Greyspell in the Barrens
- Estela curls up and stares out at the world as an elf again, and considers how not being a demon makes even your eyes different
- Burny and Viraj have to have a Serious Talk with Niall Jones
- Kan'jin hits the deck in the tall grass when Aredhel attempts to save Cousin Lu from a damn skinny troll - what do you mean, we joined the Horde? WTF?
- Transcript of the unfortunate death of the Very Reverend Ilsombre Duskblessing
- The Pit of Saron. Jamisia is not a blacksmith. waugh.
- The tothrezim notice some things.
- The last remaining officer that Greyspell personally trained, and her vigil at the Black Temple terraces.
- A horrible Greyspelline AU that I have codenamed Pactsmith. It is going to be super gross and hard to write, because it is from the point of view of a demon, and they are gross by nature.
- Something else horrible that I have codenamed the Scourge Door
- Lai versus Mirain. :D
- Mirain versus Greyspell: endgame. D:
- Greyspell has acquired a squire. The felblood are mildly puzzled by Jackson.
- Conversations with Duskbringer, who has declared himself to be named, in rapid succession, Duskbinder, Duskblinder, Nightbringer, Nightshade, Bloodspeaker ("It has," Greyspell observes at this point, "been done"), Bloodsipper, Nightblood, and Nightmaster. The other felblood at no point disagree with him on any of these, and at least one agrees vocally with every single name choice or change.

... Okay so when I said "mostly WoW"? I meant "all".

NOW I AM OFF TO WORK, BECAUSE I WORK SEVEN DAYS IN A ROW THIS WEEK, AND I'M KIND OF GRUMPY ABOUT IT.

I found a slew of old fanfic ideas I had - mostly for Babylon 5, little snapshots of Talia Winters and Susan Ivanova and playing with the original concept JMS had, that Susan was going to have been the leader of the telepath rebellion. (Not that I do not love Lyta, but can you imagine Susan with her grief over both Talia and Marcus? I do not ship Susan and Marcus, mostly because oh she does not love him, at least she could have boffed him once, but he was her friend, and Susan had too few.) OH BY THE WAY THOSE WERE ALL SPOILERS FOR B5. YOU SHOULD HAVE WATCHED IT BY NOW ANYWAY.

I was going to write something about Season Three of Battlestar Galactica, but that might require watching it again. OH TEH NOES!

I had also some snippets about Narnia and the fate of Susan. I hated a Neil Gaiman story on this subject so badly that I never finished the other stories in the collection. I don't really know that I could write Narnia fic - I am not a deep enough theologian nor an efficient enough plotter - but I always wanted to punch Rabadash in the mouth (and then Lewis went and did it better).

I don't really have a lot of fandoms. I wasn't allowed to play video games growing up, so I missed out on a lot of the sweet RPGs that influenced a lot of my friends. (Fortunately pinkhouse is playing Suikoden now so I can see what happens!)

If I'd had the foresight to sign up for Yuletide, I'd demand a darkfic about Anne Remillard actually being Fury, or about Kassafeh building a tower of her ow - ... ... ... Actually I might write that one, incorporating pomegranates and the hopelessly cross-eyed guardsman. No one seems to read Flat Earth but me and twelve-year-old girls of various ages and genders (which: okay).

I always used to get deep narrow flashes of inspiration for fanfiction - particular reaches from the canon that I wanted to explore. These days I very rarely write with canon characters - well, no, that's only true for World of Warcraft, in which I write my rp characters rather than - say - Thrall or Varian Wrynn. I understand that this is also Richard Knaak's usual m.o., except when he's character-assassinating dwarves or the blue dragonflight (Kalecgos is not qualified to be an Aspect, oh FIDDLESTICKS). ... I could write about Kalecgos being awful and Tyrigosa and Haleh smacking him a good one, I suppose. I know it would make Cal happy.

I think that the moral of this story is that I need to write more snapshots. Oh hey! I had one for The Irresponsible Captain Tylor! And like NINE for Bastard!! I can't say a word about BSSM, as it spawned Graycloaks (tangentially).

In other news: I have all of my Christmas shopping done. BOOM!

- Ran!
- Cuddled a gup!
- Knitted for so long that my hands hurt! (My sister's Crimmus gift is going to be SO AWESOME.)
- LAUNDRY WAUGH
- So many dishes that Suboshi was impressed.
- Wrote letters.

Yesterday we took the guppy to the zoo. She was notably impressed by the fruit bats, but less so by everything else. Suboshi took some excellent pictures, which was good, because frankly even the brilliant precocious gup is not really going to get a lot of memory mileage over zooing at seven weeks.

I'm due to take a trip out to California in December, because I promised my brother that - come hell or high water - I would see him graduate. Because of my lack of seniority, I was only able to arrange for four days, including travel time. My family initially said okay, just come; now they are trying their hardest to get me to extend my stay, change the already-bought tickets, and - you know - totally bone my coworkers during the busiest season of the year. It exhausts me thinking about it and how I am going to deal with the guilting.

I had to stop writing this post and go shower because the gup threw up quite cheerfully all down my front. <3 I love gup.

I am so full of things to write, my brain feels bloated and lethargic. I need to lance the boil and get some words out, or the psychic pus is going to pound me.

This is the first morning I haven't had a full or double shift in a week, and I'm not quite sure of what to do with myself. I did some chores (as usual, the cats all poop far too much, lazy little mogs that they are) and sorted through some correspondence (my father sends me weekly letters that he writes every Monday morning, and I try to return the favor), and now I have coffee, a full purring dishwasher, and a full humming clothesdryer.

The full and double shifts are a direct result of two facts:

a) I am a good and reliable worker;
and
b) I am a sucker who agrees to take extra shifts to cover for someone.

B is, in turn, a result of two things:

i) I am a sucker;
and
ii) Soon there will be a tiny guppy goddaughter born, and when she is finally on the scene, I will possibly have to call a co-worker and demand that someone come in to cover the remainder of my shift so I can be at the hospital to hold gupmother's hand and reassure her that she should not kill her spouse for putting her through this! Pat pat pat pat. Then I will hold my goddaughter when she is a ridiculous red radish, and beam fatuously into her grumpy wee face, and tell her truthfully that she is the most beautiful little girl in the whole world!

I do have quite a few writing projects to catch up on (I've owed an Abaddon post since EASTER, and I've been writing Tiki and Greyspell in the Barrens for ... since Walks began Rubeus!), and now I've got another one. Livejournal, I am informed by reliable sources (Cal), has finally gone completely insane. Well, I knew that was coming. I had long since deleted my first Livejournal, and a few years back I deleted my replacement LJ due to drama and woe. I've had a good time here at DW, but I kept a single LJ for purposes of story archives and for keeping up with the few LJ people who didn't transfer here, and who still spoke to me (a surprisingly small Venn overlap). This LJ was for Greyspell, and was begun for an RP dressing-room writing community Lyn told me about. The writing community went defunct when most of the players went elsewhere (having finally perfected their characters?), but I kept the LJ as an archive, and filled it in with some of Greyspell's blog posts from another site. The blogs were fun to write, I guess, but I always felt uncomfortable posting his journal entries in public because he is a ridiculously private person.

In any case, I might spend the morning grabbing up all of those stories and blog posts, and dumping them under - respectively - 'wow.fic' and 'pedantic soliloquoys' tags here, so I can delete that last remaining LJ.

Of course, I could also catch up on all of my emails. I have another entry cooking about how I always feel guilty leaving emails unanswered to write journal entries. SO HARD TO BE A WORKING ADULT WITH CHORES.

Oh! And ALSO. Tattoo happens on Friday. :D I am all in a flather and a tizzy, because the ink I want is Elu Thingol's badge (you may recognize it as my default user icon), but I cannot find a decent representation of it on the entire Internets, and I'd like to have something better for Vanessa to work with than "Hello I am a GIF pixelation with the wrong palette" for something that is going to be permanently displayed on my foxy sculpted shoulder.

Ah, and here's a loaded question.

11. Who is your favorite character to write? Least favorite?

( WTF that's like WHO'S YOUR FAVORITE CHILD )

I took TWO DAYS on this question because I had to process it and think about it. WAUGH.

First, I saw Scott Pilgrim vs. The World on Saturday. :D :D :D

( Some spoilers, probably )

And now for

9. How do you get ideas for your characters? Describe the process of creating them.

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