Whelp...
I’m slagging off to play PS3
FFFFFFFFFffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu....dge
Just discovered I’m out on my numbering system for my stories.
Editing the book, not the blog.
::swear swear curse curse cuss::
Read more »Challenge #00570 - A195: Casual Toxicity
“Absolutely not! There is no way in-”
*human calmly peels and eats a banana*
“Er, whatever you say, sir.”
The Membletak did not adapt well to their new, human captains. They did not adapt well to the insanity of their commanding officers.
And they did not adapt well to illogical commands.
But Captain Millbury was prepared.
“Sir. The odds against surviving such a manoeuvre intact are astronomical to begin with, you can’t possibly expect the
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IF YOU DON’T REBLOG THIS WTF
Everyone
We should all have a skype party or something
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3:35 PM
I now have a supply of Melatonin. Yay. If that fails, I’m signing on to a sleep study.
I am now 208 words away from reaching my word quota on The Amity Incident.
And I shall be purging my beta-readers list of everyone who didn’t bother getting back to me about any of the Hevun’s Child trilogy.
…it’s hard to plant Chekov’s Guns when you don’t know where the
Read more »Challenge #00568 - A193: Buddy-buddy
An alien and a human with a Han and Chewbacca-esque relationship
(I don’t think Hwell counts, that looks more like babysitting)
[AN: Well, yes, but Hwell does spend large volumes of time making gurgling noises…]
Ruscis still couldn’t believe this was happening, but a duty was a duty and this… being… hadn’t left her side since the convoluted happenings that involved saving its life.
“You remember what I said,” Ruscis repeated. “
Read more »T'reka taking shape, care of fabulous artist, Erica Syverson. These are ROUGH SKETCHES folks. Her rough sketches are enough to make me want...
T'reka taking shape, care of fabulous artist, Erica Syverson.
These are ROUGH SKETCHES folks. Her rough sketches are enough to make me want to pack in my pencil and quit doodling forever.
And if you’re bothered by the sketchy lines making T'reka look old in the second pic, you can pretend it’s Elderly!T'reka recounting exciting tales of her youth to enraptured grand-keets while a human tries not to laugh in the background.
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10:40 AM
Another 500 words down despite ready distractions.
I should probably get up and have breakfast now. And put on some street clothes.
Aaaaaah, Saturdays.
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11 Tips to Shake the Breakup Blues
7 Do’s and 4 Don’ts of Surviving a Breakup
mahjongnookulus: Morgan Freeman on helium.
7:28 AM
I’d call that a successful nap.
Now.
Do I get out of bed so I can do my instant story? Or stay in my nice warm bed and do another 500 words?
Read more »3:13 AM
500 words down.
1000 to go.
Going to try napping.
My feet are hot and it’s cold.
Fun times.
Read more »I woke up at 1:30 AM
It’s already going to be an interesting day.
I’m firkin tired.
My wrist hurts.
I’m still behind by 1500 words on my novel.
I have a doctor’s appointment at 1 PM to see about an in-home sleep study.
…but at least I’m not freezing my niblets off at my main compy.
In anticipation of this BS, I put my lappy in the bedroom and I am now writing in bed. Convenient
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Read more »Rape is the only crime on the books for which arguing that the temptation to commit it was too clear and obvious to resist is treated as a defence. For every other crime, we call that a confession.
I’ve gotten more angry asks about this post than I have actual reblogs.
Challenge #00567 - A192: Unsuitable Food
“The secret formula, it must be kept out of the wrong hands or it will doom us all!”
“This is a recipe for clootie dumplings.”
In the wake of sanctioned, regulated, guaranteed foodstuffs, there was revolution.
Astrid slipped her fingers into the knuckleduster she kept in her pocket as the shadowy figure approached. Just in case. Her life had been saved by precautionary measures like this, and the dust mask she wore to obscure her face.
“The
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