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I'm going slightly mad...

Now that my BEST HOLIDAY is over [I still want more!] I have to get back to the daily slog of getting things Out There.

I'm adding a menu to last year's Year of Instants, which is kind of laborious because it involves lots of back and forth. And when I'm done, I still have to make sure the fonts all line up, blablabla...

I'm also -FINALLY- putting up Free Baby for Amazon Exclusive status.

And then I shall be seeking out New York agents with a copy of KFZ - if I can ever get a third opinion (minimum) so I can edit that fucker. I thoroughly suspect I'll wind up rewriting it after I'm done with Adapting. Nine weeks to go, inclusive, on that one.

And of course the daily story and the daily 500 words towards my WIP. With as much menu wrangling as I can physically or mentally stand.

It's a quarter to ten and I already need coffee.

...grumblemumblegottawashthevegemiteouttamycupgrizzlegrowl...

Challenge #01147-C050: One for the Books

Admiral [Name] was arrested for extreme tactical and strategic stupidity.

(maybe something on one of Miles' reports? Either as an ImpSec agent to Simon, or as an Auditor to Gregor?) -- RecklessPrudence

[AN: Well it certainly wouldn't happen in my pet universe... the Peter Principle has been rendered null and void]

Ensign Swinton chafed under the command of Admiral Voreckles. He would not promote without combat experience and he refused to allow female officers and staff into combat at all. He assigned

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Waiting for things to be organised

I should be getting used to this. My entire life has been waiting, more or less, for others to catch up. When I want to do something, I am entirely gung-ho about it. I will fly completely off the handle and be hell for leather about preparing.

Meanwhile, everyone else is like that tortoise from Merrie Melodies.

Which makes me stress out because the thing I am doing feels like the most important thing in the world to me.

Free Baby has

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Challenge #01146-C049: Adventuring on Another Plane

:Text recieved on a phone:

hlep! i was trikc-or-treatign with my borther adn our douchebag cousni, adn they gave me smoe of thire haul, luahging abotu how they egged thsi wiccan ladeis houes aftre they got teh cnady, adn now i'm ni a fantays wrold as a griffin! youv'e got to fnid uot where she lievs, adn get hre to brnig me back! there's this ohter griffin taht's bene hagnign aruodn, i dno't know waht they watn!

:another text, some weeks later:

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Quietly dribbling

Beloved has shown me a lovely site called Ali Express which also comes with an app to shop with. I am under oath not to buy anything until we have money to spare again.

And in a total fit of insanity, I'm plotting to do some pride-flag clip-ons, so I've been looking up the assortments of seed beads.

Let me tell you about seed beads. They are tiny. They are most often glass. They are an absolute pain in the canker to

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Challenge #01144-C047: Oh, Francoeur...

Francoeur & company, 2 open ended prompts for double story day

  1. Blood

  2. Trombone -- Gallifreya

[AN: This puts the overlap down to 23.]

1.

Everyone knew that fleas drank blood. The ex-chief Maynott certainly screamed it so often and so loudly that he had been moved to a quiet asylum in the country, and wasn't allowed to go near sharp things any more.

The first time someone cut themselves in Franceour's presence, there was an unearthly hush throughout the room that spread

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Figuring things out

After some consideration, I have decided that my time and effort is best spent using my admittedly limited skills to help other folks by making things.

I know for a fact that there are ladies out there who can't or won't get their ears pierced. It doesn't matter why. It doesn't matter where - unless postage comes into it.

What matters is they must be sick and tired of the two mainstream options: (a) Granny buttons, or (b) Nothing.

I remember being

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Challenge #01143-C046: Can it, Carol!

"Hmph. I'll have you know, that whole thing is just a horrid example of misinformation."

"You're basically a two-meter-tall mantis from our perspective. Humans assuming you devoured your mate was kinda to be expected... namely since, uh, you did."

"Well, yes... but not before he was dead! We do have laws, you know. Such is our way for those who are gone. Your kind just throws them in a dirty hole to rot or burns them to ash. How wasteful." -- Gallifreya

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Home Again, Huzzah

By my calculations, if I do an Instant today, I should have kept up with the ebb and flow of days quite well. Then I can focus on doing enough doubles to catch up on the overlap so my Years of Instants can be more or less in sync.

After an animated discussion with Beloved, raising money against leukemia isn't quite what it was cracked up to be. I shall have to figure out some other way to be helpful whilst also

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Challenge #01142-C045: Once Upon a Haunted Discotheque

Dang look at this animation

http://shadowlillium.tumblr.com/post/138421460475 -- Gallifreya

[AN: You should watch. It's pretty awesome]

The old dance hall had a juke box. A relic of an attempt to increase customers whilst reducing DJ costs. And since it was electronic, Lewis could activate it with his ghost powers.

"Hey check this out," he said, five seconds before he did so.

Tom Jones' Sex Bomb began to play, and Lewis began to move. He altered his typical suit

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Welp. I'm buggering off...

Farewell US, farewell, Tucson. Farewell, all the amazing fun times I had here. I hope to return, but I know the realities of budgetary constraints and... I might not ever come back.

However, if Beloved wants to spend their frequent flier miles on another trip to see Steam Powered Giraffe... I will never never never say no. Best present ever. 100/10 would do again in a cold second.

And I have a bloody good cosplay to take with me if I

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Challenge #01141-C044: L'amour Fanatique

Maestro Francoeur discovers the downside of his cabaret success - fans. -- Gallifreya

In a little cabaret
on the hills of Montmartre,
in the city of Paris by the Sienne...
You will find a singing flea
of a massive 7'3"
and you'll find he never has so much to say...

Francoeur hadn't noticed the people. He was more interested in writing his next song. But when he came up for air, there was applause.

From a group of about five young ladies

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O the carnival is over...

It's the day after WWWC5 and my feet and legs are still letting me know they don't like all the walking around I did. I'm so stiff getting up and down it's almost hilarious.

I entered the costume contest and won Best Automaton which came with a HEAP of swag including a cool light-up deelio that means I have to go get a Aus-US power adapter :P but that thing is going on my writing desk. YEAH!

I have blisters on my

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Challenge #01140-C043: The Trouble With Kittens

(Let's just ignore the timescales and consider an alternate dimension where everything is the same but they exist at the same time)

Paris, home of the Miraculous Ladybug, Chat Noir... and now, Maestro Francoeur.

Or, if you haven't encountered that show yet, Maestro Francoeur and regular black cats -- Gallifreya

[AN: O man... I so dearly want to get my hands on Miracuous Ladybug... but all the regular channels seem to have dried up of late. Someone, somewhere, has been really clever.

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Success of a sort

I did get to ask David Bennett about putting the robots into my novels, and the answer was a polite version of, "Thanks but no thanks, you can't do it because legal difficulties."

Which is a slight pain in my arse because I have to track down everywhere I mentioned them and finesse something else in to cover those words. I was very careful to make my beloved automatons' appearance not important in any way to the story in the first place.

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