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I've been talked into - oh, who am I kidding, I jumped in it - writing a prequel of a sort, to a story I wrote a million years ago, (Warm Hand In Mine) and recently went asking for art for it here: Quicky Bang

Imagine my brain explosion when quickreaver expressed an interest in the story. And yes, poked me a bit about Sam's POV. So, I reread. And realized that I'd totally cocked up the timeline. Those were the days I thought I was too cool to research because I knew it all. Yeeaa...ah.

Rather than rewrite the original story, I'm just going to wrap this prequel around what I've written and hope no one calls me on it. Judging by the number of folks at AO3 who announce - and quite proudly - that they only watched X number of seasons because only those seasons were important, or couldn't be bothered to check and see if what they were writing was canon or even distant fanon, I don't see that as being a problem.

Birthday month, heck yeah! :D

It's birthday month time!! Heck yeah! I'm not sure what I'm gonna do yet, but it's got to be something!

Sent my drawing to spn_heatwave, and now it's all over. Except for a sketch I want to do of a slightly AU Dean. We shall see!

Right now, I'm a few thousand words from posting a Public Enemies update. Having some problems because it involves violent sexual situations. The larger part of the AO3 update has already been posted to LJ. There are some changes, but it's basically the same. I've been pecking away at it for, what, almost a month? I'm determined to post before we leave for my brother's this Friday. *resolve face*

Still chillin', still eating birthday cake, wooo!

YOU GUYS!! HOW DID YOU KNOW IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY??

;D

Thank you so much, for your posts and messages and gifts and all your well-wishes. It really made my day, you don't even know! I love you so much!
♥

In the spirit of this year's BD Month, my laptop seized up and refused to work. Or worked sort of intermittently. I spent a lot of time sneaking up on it, Wiley Coyote-style, trying to work past the glitches and tics and sudden comas. Mr. R has got it behaving again after working on it most of the night yesterday, but I sense it's just waiting....

So, the month is winding down, and summer is too. I'm taking the time to finally *really* look at the spn_heatwave art pieces. I'm astounded at what's possible, and I wish I knew how to do what they do! I just plug along all dinosaury-like, paper and pencil and lots and lots of erasers. MANY erasers, lol! Still, I'm happy with what I did, so I'm looking forward to seeing what ya'll think! :D


And in other news, DOG! Stop begging for ice cubes and dropping them willy-nilly all over the house!

So, self-recs, how about them? :D

I'm reccing a story of mine that's not that well written, but it was *full* of enthusiasm. It's not that I've gotten so much better, it's that I realize now that a beta is a very good thing, plus I'm way less full of the belief that my prose is scintillating and needs little improvement. Still, it's one of my fav stories, and ( I'm going to tell you all about it!Collapse )

or should I say CURSE MONTH....

Yesterday, on my way down the stairs, I took a step that made my whole world light up. I felt like my entire inside was filled with exploding mini-lights--for a second all I saw were lights, and then the PAIN. Like I'd gotten shot in the knee with an elephant gun. I couldn't even whine, and you know it's serious biz when I can't whine. Anyhoo, long story short, for most of the morning my knee hated me with a wild passion, but we're on speaking terms again and it's acting like it is as innocent as a new-born babe. As if it had never caused me excruciating pain. Weird. My calf muscle is aching, I guess from hobbling around. Boy, if this month gets more exciting I don't think I'll be able to handle it.



I've got plans for this LJ and bd month. I'm thinking some self-recs, because it's all about me, maybe some talk on original characters, and why it's okay to self-insert. Because I have. And it was fun. ;D

you continue to suck. I've been sick on and off, and yesterday came home from work and crashed like a crashing thing. The extreme fatigue should have tipped me off, but for some reason, intestinal upheaval continues to come as a total surprise to me. It really shouldn't be surprising, considering. Stress, emotional meltdowns, they all work to make my body unhappy. So, my evening was spent sleeping like the dead inbetween bouts of...well, better left undescribed. Overshare? That is my middle name.

Anyway, day 12 of BD month. Let's hope it improves.



feeling a little...shlumpy.