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Happy New Year!
(I know it’s a bit late.)
Welcome to 2022, everyone! To quote Penny Pingleton in Hairspray: “I am very pleased and scared to be here.”
Coming up in 2022 from Worry (hopefully):
“The Massive Multiplayer Role Reversal Crossover Switcheroo”
“SUPERVOLCANOES!”
“The Idea That Lost Me A Bet”
And...
“Worry’s Sexy Spring Spectacular!”
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Camp NaNo Diary: Day Twenty-Seven
Really wasn’t feeling the writing love again today. Still, I persevered, and got some cutesy fluff down for Haven.
Ah, Haven. The story that is 95% cutesy fluff and 5% GUT-WRENCHING ANGST.
Don’t worry! No-one dies! Everyone lives! Literally everyone! Trisha lives! Hoho lives! Yuriy and Sarah live! Scar’s brother lives! Hughes lives! Buccaneer and Fu aren’t in it, but they live too! Did I miss anyone?
Today’s Total: 1,019 Running Total: 61,013 Stretch Goal One: 33,000 (achieved 5th April) Stretch Goal Two: 40,000 (achieved 10th April) Stretch Goal Three: 50,000 (achieved 18th April) Stretch Goal Four: 58,000 (achieved 24th April) Stretch Goal Five: 65,000
Last lines written today:
Al does not respond, but he quietens and gives a huge yawn. Maybe a change of scene and a cuddle from Dad was all he needed. Presently Ed leaves the flowerbeds and comes to peer over at Al. Hohenheim gives him a hand up onto the bench, and Ed stares in rapt amazement as Al drifts back off to sleep.
Me: I’ll just write a neat little one-shot in this AU I just thought up.
Also me: *thinks up 6 A4 pages of backstory and worldbuilding for the AU and ends up making the thing about 8 chapters long.*
Me: Why do I do this? Why??
Camp NaNo Diary: Day Twelve
So, that happened.
I finished ‘Haven’t Got A Fucking Clue’. I still don’t have a clue what the title and summary are, and I’m not going to post it straight away, I’ll probably sit on it for a couple of months as I’m not quite sure how well-received it would be as a fic, but the idea burst into my brain saying ‘write me! write me!’ so I wrote it, and I am very happy to have written it.
It might be one of those ones that I just keep for me, though.
(It’s not got any sketchy/questionable content per se, it’s just a very unusual idea that may hit close to home with real life history.)
Anyway. Now all I have to do is not start anything else brand new until I get some more of my existing unfinished ideas finished!
*pig flies past*
Today’s Total: 2,139 (HGAFC) Running Total: 41,241 (IGW) + 3,066 (HGAFC) = 44,307 Goal: 25,000 (achieved 4th April) Stretch Goal One: 33,000 (achieved 5th April) Stretch Goal Two: 40,000 (achieved 10th April) Stretch Goal Three: 50,000
Last lines written today:
And, Izumi thinks, when the five of them are sitting around the table celebrating a year since the reunion, when it all comes together in that brilliant flash of lightning, it’s absolutely beautiful.
The perils of being a fic writer:
Peril One: Thinking Up A Title.
Peril Two: Thinking Up A Summary.
I have now discovered Peril Three: Thinking Up A Title And Summary For Your First Fic In A Brand New Fandom You Have Never Written In Before, Knowing That Your New Target Audience Is Hugely Different From Your Regular Audience And Not Knowing How To Title And Summarise Your Fic To Get Readers To Take A Chance On A New Author.
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Taking a break
Hi everyone. As I said in my previous post, I am absolutely not feeling it at the moment in terms of writing and I’ve noticed a significant uptick in my mental health since going off-dash, so I’m taking an official break from both writing and Tumblr.
I need to rediscover the love of writing again, and I think I’ll do that better if the pressure’s off. I’ve got a lot of stories that are non-rumbelle centric that I’d like to write (for LOST and SGU), and my brain keeps pulling me more towards those, and towards my non-tumblr fandoms.
I’m sure I’ll get back to rumbelle soon enough, but for now I don’t want to pressure myself into keeping producing things.
So, I’ll see you all on the other side, everyone!
Camp NaNo Diary: Day Thirty
For the first time ever, I got all my badges on the NaNo site. I’ve only managed to write every day once before, and I have never managed to hit par every day before.
I had the day off work today and I wanted to get more written than I did; I had vague hopes of rattling out another 9K day like I did at the beginning, but my brain was refusing to co-operate. I’m at a tricky part in the World’s Worst Spies fic, but I don’t want to skip forward through it because it will affect what comes after.
Anyway. I am super-pleased with what I’ve achieved this camp, so woo!
Today’s Total: 1,898 Grand Total: 65,218 Goal: 25,000 (achieved 4th April) Stretch Goal One: 33,000 (achieved 5th April) Stretch Goal Two: 40,000 (achieved 10th April) Stretch Goal Three: 50,000 (achieved 18th April) Stretch Goal Four: 58,000 (achieved 24th April) Stretch Goal Five: 65,000 (achieved 30th April)
Last lines written today:
“What do we do now, boss?” Breda asked. “We’re already skating on thin ice as it is, a wild card like this doesn’t help us at all.”
“I know that, Breda.”
Camp NaNo Diary: Days Twenty-Four and Twenty-Five
Yesterday I spent three and a half hours doing final edits and proofreading on It Gets Worse! and by the end I was beginning to think I’d started writing in Japanese by accident, it was making that little sense to me.
But it is done, and the first chapter is now posted under its actual title, Forged Through Fire, but it will always be ‘It Gets Worse!’ to me.
In the meantime I’ve just been working on bits and pieces from Haven to keep my word count goal up.
(Finishing Haven and bringing it into a coherent format will be July’s Camp project.)
Yesterday’s Total: 952 Today’s Total: 946 Running Total: 58,988 Goal: 25,000 (achieved 4th April) Stretch Goal One: 33,000 (achieved 5th April) Stretch Goal Two: 40,000 (achieved 10th April) Stretch Goal Three: 50,000 (achieved 18th April) Stretch Goal Four: 58,000 (achieved 24th April) Stretch Goal Five: 65,000
Last lines written yesterday:
It’s the first morning of the rest of their lives, the first morning of beginning to rebuild after everything that’s been happening for the past few years, and it’s going to be the best morning she can make it.
Last lines written today:
“It just goes to show the mundaneness of everyday life. Your husband is immortal and pretty much on a one man mission to save the world as we know it from imminent destruction and yet you still have to worry about giving your kids The Talk.”
