damkianna: A cap of Zoe from Firefly, with accompanying text: "Yeah, this is gonna go great." (This is gonna go great.)
I am SO RELIEVED to have Chapter Seven out; now that I don't have to feel guilty about it anymore, I can post again! \o/ I cut out all the nonessential scenes I was considering in my outline, and it still ended up being 11k. Clearly, by the time I hit Book Four, every chapter's going to be like 50k. D: Let's just hope Chapter Eight doesn't also take a month. I was hoping to do an original fic for NaNo - I hadn't quite decided between self-indulgent dragonrider story or Austenesque steampunk romance - but maybe, just maybe, I should work on ItO instead. 50,000 words should be close to enough to finish Book One, if future chapters don't balloon on me too much.

Part of the reason I am so torn is M; we have a writing exchange system that, at least recently, has been kind of tipped in her favor, but she's simultaneously great at making me feel guilty for not having sent her anything recently and incredibly difficult to nag herself. For her sake, I want to work on the HP AU, because I haven't gotten a chapter of that done in ages; for my own sake, I want to finish ItO, because I adore writing it and there are so many things that still need to happen; and for the sake of the official rules of NaNo, I want to start something new. And, of course, always in the background are the Dead Mom Fics; I never stop wanting to work on those. **hands**

Anyway. Went to the Pumpkin Festival with M and Ka this weekend, which was fun, even though Ka still says things that bother me about once every ten minutes. Namely, things full of stereotyping, misogyny by extension, and misandry. ) Mostly, I think Ka just doesn't think about this shit before she says it, because her friends at school don't call her on any of it. I hope that's it, or our quasi-friendship is headed nowhere nice.

We also saw someone I used to know in high school, who, at that time, was a giant creeper. I have no idea what he's like now, to be fair, but I'm not super interested in finding out, either. It was weird to see him again, and I had to explain the whole backstory to Ka, since she had already left school by the time the whole extended thing with this guy went down. :P

But! It was a beautiful day; we mostly hung out and talked, which was great despite the issues noted above, and I bought myself a lovely little pumpkin. It was also nice to go back to Cedar Circle again. I'll admit that I had maybe been avoiding it a little, and I think it was feeding my failure issues, so it was good to have a reason to go there. Closure, or something.

And now I should probably stop taking breaks to write this, and get back to work. :D Or at least use my spare moments to work on Chapter Eight, instead.
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Also, kind of weird and whiplashy.

The short of it is that I've decided to stop working at Cedar Circle. I wish I hadn't had to, because I loved doing the work itself - planting and weeding and thinning and hoeing, getting my hands dirty and feeling like I'd really gotten something done by the end of the day. But I have SO MUCH to do this summer: thesis research, and an online class, plus extra-curricular studying (both thesis-related and not). After a week, it became pretty obvious that I just plain can't afford to be working forty-hour weeks at a job that leaves me wrung out and unwilling to get off the couch at the end of the day. :P

So. I've found myself another job - similar, in certain ways, but I get to choose my own hours, and also it should be a little bit less physically demanding. It's weeding; weeding an enormous slope that used to be a garden, and possibly still has some garden-y plants hiding in it somewhere, for a lovely older lady who is wheelchair-bound. She can still manage a little in the lower garden, but the slope is too much - very steep, and mostly shale, so it can also be pretty slippery. I'm looking forward to it, I think it should suit much better than the other.

I've had a lot of spare time, in between the last job ending and this job starting - watched a lot of NCIS, which I am coming to deeply adore, and a fair amount of House, too. USA is rapidly becoming one of my favorite channels - and not just because BURN NOTICE IS TOTALLY COMING BACK THURSDAY OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. I'm also thinking I may try out Royal Pains, which is apparently premiering right after Burn Notice, if I remember the commercials rightly; the previews look rife with potential brothercest, and also the assistant woman looks totally awesome. ("... Don't objectify me, sidekick.")

I've also written more; I added some to the official HP AU document, and also the Irrelevant Shipfic is up to twenty-five pages. **facepalm** I also keep getting hit with mildly random stuff - a bit of Cain/Glitch, and a conversation between Myers and Hellboy over dishwashing. ... Yeah. I'm still working on finishing and shining up my NaNo, but I keep getting distracted by world-building stuff; at the moment, at least, it's a lot more fun to work out the alternate history of the setting than it is to actually write in the missing bits of the actual story.

Cut for nattering! )

In short, as always, the background is running away with me. :D It's good experience, though - and good to know that when I really want to, I actually can be moved to bother with this kind of stuff. I'm betting this NaNo won't be the last one I write in this particular universe; because of the way the world is put together, it lends itself to both steampunk and swords-and-sorcery, which, what more could you want?

Hopefully, having more time and not spending as much of it being exhausted will lend itself to an improvement in my posting record; my streak has been decimated. :D
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Aka: Planting onions is fun!

Yesterday was basically Onion Day. The folks at Cedar Circle were waiting for the new people - including me - to start before they planted the onions, so right after we finished the orientation and signed papers and stuff, it was onion time. For eight hours. *dies*

This morning, my thighs and the small of my back wanted to kill me. Today, thankfully, was much more varied - there was corn seeding and greenhouse set-up and tomato moving and asparagus weeding - but I still can't go up or down stairs without making horrible faces and stumbling like a drunk.

Fortunately, it's actually pretty worth it. Even though the onions were dreadful and I may never eat an onion again, it was wonderful to dig my hands into the ground, to get dirty and lightly sunburnt and touch growing things. And today was even better. There's something viscerally satisfying about weeding, especially when what you're pulling up is grass - it comes out in hunks with bundles of roots, and then you get to beat the dirt out of it. Something about being at Cedar Circle changes me a little, in peculiar ways; there was a spider on one of the flats I was seeding, and I just kind of flicked it off. Like, I stuck my finger in a small space with a spider, and then touched it. It was sort of crazy.

I also got a whole ton of straw down my ... down my shirt, let's say, with the understanding that it got into some very uncomfortable places. That was less than fun.

Still, I was strangely calm and pleased as I left this afternoon, feeling a lot of goodwill toward the world - the sky was very blue, it was pleasantly warm, I still had dirt on my hands and my jeans and my face, it was just a little breezy. Probably it was mostly endorphins. :D

Anyway, if I can keep from falling asleep, I should do paperwork. Awesome.
damkianna: A cap of the Reverend Mother from the Dune miniseries, with accompanying text: "Space cowgirl." (Default)
Sadface.

Alas. It's probably for the best, I don't know whether I'll be able to keep up this rate of posting once I start work tomorrow. Farm work, outside work, which means I'll probably be dead tired for the first week or so - and sore, too, no doubt.

I hung out with M and J and K and Q again yesterday; we hung around the library again, playing games some more, and then went to EBA's for dinner - K and I split a pizza for probably something like the fourth time, it's becoming our regular order. And then we went to the high school production of Beauty and the Beast.

It was very strange, in several ways. It was a high school play, but it was in the new, and therefore very unfamiliar, auditorium, and I barely knew anybody who was in the play, which isn't how it used to work when I went to plays. At least most of the teachers were the same - Ms. Mills was on the synthesizer, and Ms. Chambers on the piano, and Ms. Woods was conducting, as always. The kid playing Gaston, I knew because he used to be in UVMC chorus after school with me, along with his sister; the kid playing the Beast, I knew because he was one of J's little brothers. And man, was that bizarre - seeing a kid whom I've watched play video games and wander around his kitchen with no shirt on go on-stage dressed up as the Beast and sing songs with titles like "If I Can't Love Her". He's my best friend's little brother, he's not supposed to be getting all romantic.

The play was actually pretty good. I always find live musical theater a little bit embarrassing to watch, somehow, but I liked it pretty well. There were a few ... complications, though. )

However, the singing and acting were both pretty much uniformly excellent, and the costumes were fantastic. The "Be Our Guest" number, especially, was quite good - especially considering the limitations on space and props that they had to work with.

All in all, it was quite a lot of fun. Today was much less exciting; I ended up mainlining a lot of L&O:SVU, and now I'm kind of in love with Benson and Stabler, they are SO AWESOME. Or at least they were in today's arc of episodes. I was already kind of in love with Benson, and today had a couple really good partner-y eps, plus a Stabler-centric one that was kind of wrenching. It also doesn't hurt that Christopher Meloni is crazy awesome.

And now I should go to bed, so I can get to Cedar Circle bright and early tomorrow. Awesome. :D

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