Part 10 is now up in this JC series:

Exchange of Power - 10

BunBun appears to have bonded with the Dustbuster O_o



I thought she had better taste than that.

Today is a good day, indeed :)

( Coolness inside )

... I slept! Haha! The alarm went off at 4:15 and I lay there for five minutes weighing the pros and cons of getting up and going to the half-marathon. My list looked something like this:

cons: f-f-freezing cold (Arctic weather!); might not find a parking spot at Mandalay, necessitating parking at Luxor; no running means no endorphin rush to counteract the pain; regarding pain, last time I walked this same race I was sore all over and I felt like an old woman; f-f-freezing cold (Arctic weather!); if I got up and did the race, I'd be tired when I got home and end up sleeping the day away which would rob me of a day's worth of writing time for JC; entry fee isn't really a loss since it already bought me a technical T-shirt; there's very little pride to be had in walking a half-marathon; f-f-freezing cold (Arctic weather!)

pros: chunky medal

I'm very good at talking myself out of things ;)

Continuing the trend of 'write off the first week of December as a loss':

cozy novel(Nano novel): 632

Now on to better things!

( Autographs! )

This afternoon I went to Mandalay Bay to pick up my bib and T-shirt for the Las Vegas Half-Marathon which is this Sunday. It's only Friday night and already I can imagine myself not wanting to wake up at 4:30am on Sunday for the run (which I will be walking, fyi). Ugh, it's going to be so cold and miserable and I'm out of shape. I guarantee you the only thing that will get me out of bed come Sunday will be the reminder of what the finisher's medal looks like. It's pretty nice, on par with the San Diego marathon one, heavy and chunky. Oh, and I guess the other motivating factor is that I already paid the hundred dollar entry fee (what was I thinking?).

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so impulsive.

Or maybe a better wish is that I wasn't so lazy >:(

Whee! Look what I have :)









Most impractical thing, ever, lol.

I'm writing off the first week of December, lol. I'll consider it my break from November. Anyway:

White Collar: 692

No autographs in the mail, sadly. But I'm going to try to send out at least one request per day assuming there's someone I'm interested in. I'm not going to send for the sake of sending since stamps really add up. Today I sent to:

In the Next Room or the Vibrator Play (Broadway play)
Zach Galifianakis (Hangover guy) for my brother
Martha Grimes (author)
Joseph Finder (author)

Part 22b is now up in this band series:

Sugar Democracy - 22b

December's not starting out too well. First day I had zilch in the word count department, yesterday wasn't much better.

White Collar fic: 951

In the autographs department, I sent out a fair few:

Stage manager of Wicked
Judi Dench
Sharlto Copley (longshot because I sent to the set of the A-Team, which wraps filming on December 11th, plus it's in Canada)
David Rollins (author of The Death Trust and A Knife Edge -- awesome, witty suspense writer!)
Ray Bradbury (2nd sending, this time with a scanned cover of Fahrenheit 451)

By the way, I will not be sending books out again if I can help it. Sending R is for Rocket to Ray Bradbury cost me $10 postage for delivery and return. I'm sending scanned covers from now on. Speaking of which, got the address for John le Carre from his assistant and I will be sending to him after New Year's (his suggestion). And if I can find a high enough res image, I'll be sending to Martha Grimes, my inspiration for cozy mysteries.

Three women left separately after a very late night out drinking Guinness until the early hours. They met the next day for an early pint, and compared notes about who had been the most drunk.

The first gal claims that she was the drunkest, saying, "I drove straight home, walked into the house, and as soon as I got through the door, I blew chunks".

To which the second gal replied, "You think that was drunk? I got in my car, drove out of the parking lot, and wrapped my car around the first tree I saw. I don't even have insurance!"

And the third proclaimed, "I was by far the most drunk. I got home, I got in a big fight with my husband, knocked a candle over and burned the whole house down!"

They all looked at each other for a moment. Then the first gal says: "Ladies, I don't think you understand. Chunks is my dog."

Today I am sending a pretty ratty copy of "R is for Rocket" to Ray Bradbury. I wanted to also send "Fahrenheit 451" but good luck trying to find a hardcover copy of that sucker that isn't trashed or $50. But I'm okay with Rocket, because it stuck with me from childhood.

I'm also sending to John Travolta for my mom, Anthony Stewart Head, and to the White Collar show, hoping they have signed cast cards.

I want to send out requests for signed Broadway Playbills, but I'm waiting on a shipment of 6x9 envelopes. I may send to Wicked today since they provide their own envelopes.

I use the word 'daily' loosely here since my schedule is now super screwed up thanks to the coma-inducing effects of Benadryl.

other project: 1673
Juxtan: 4253

total: 5926

For the month, the results are mixed. I'm thrilled that I wrote so much fanfic (like out of nowhere), and bummed I didn't make more progress on the cozy novel and Sugar Democracy. SD, in particular, is a big disappointment and there's no excuse for it. So in short, I can live with these numbers, although I hope to improve on them in December.

project / predicted / actual

JF updates / 22,500 / 26,587

Joyboy update / 4,500 / 6,479

Sugar Democracy / 10,500 / 5,384

other/fanfics / 0 / 11,640

NaNo novel / 50,000 / 23,404

Total / 87,500 / 73,494

My eventual goal is to get to 4k a day, as I mentioned early in November. I'm glad I kept track of everything this month because it opened my eyes to how lazy I can be and showed me that even writing a measly thousand words a day can quickly add up and there's no excuse not to at least do that.

Part 22a is now up in this band series:

Sugar Democracy - 22a

Part 9 is now up in this Juxtan series:

Hadrian's Deception

Today I'm sending to David Mamet. A response from him will require two minor miracles to occur: 1) that it actually reaches him since I'm sending to the theatre where his latest play is opening this week and I don't even know if he's going to be there (obviously I'm hoping so), and 2) that he signs, since there's no proof that he does. I really hope so, because I sent him a cool program cover from a European production of Glengarry Glen Ross, which is, as you know, kick-ass.

A- Always
B- Be
C- Cobbling

special cookie for you if you get the reference

Edit: I'm also sending to Cate Blanchett via venue. My mom loves the Elizabeth movies that Cate's in so I plan to make a nice framed collection for her.

I caved in to White Collar. I am not sorry.

White Collar fic: 1118
Juxtan: 1578
Sugar Democracy: 510
Nano : 97 (lol)

total: 3303

Yesterday I fell off big time from the 8k I'd done the day before.

Star Trek fic: 1358

I have yet to start writing today (woke up around 9pm), but I will in a little while. I guess I'll be working on the Juxtan update and whatever else strikes my fancy.

I just finished putting together an inversion table that I bought during Amazon's lightning deals. I was a little leery of my construction skills, but it didn't dump me on my head and break my neck so that's good. I feel taller now, lol.

I'm circling the White Collar fandom which seems like it has less than 100 fans (didn't really check, just an assumption). Fic in all the LJ comms I've found are fairly tame, only a few NC-17 ones. I may have to change that *eg*.

I need to get back to my cozy/Nano novel. The funny thing about it (or maybe sad is more a more apt word) is that I started November without an outline so I just wrote off the top of my head, but now I don't know if the story's nearly done yet because I haven't been writing toward a destination. I came into the month with around 25k words already written, but I wanted to use Nano to finish up the 50k or so more I needed. So I kind of lost track of the pacing. Plus, cozy mysteries don't really have much of a climax besides the final confrontation/confession, so maybe it's okay that I haven't been building up to anything yet. I don't know. I need to sit down and read what the heck I have. Could be a monumental mess.

Yesterday I wrote to the Dalai Lama, asking for an autograph (lol). Apparently it can take from 6 months to a year for a response. I'm guessing it's how he teaches patience, lol.

Title: Jim Kirk is Mine
Author: Tricia Owens
Pairings: McCoy/Kirk, Spock/Kirk, Spock/McCoy/Kirk, Spock/McCoy
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: all Paramount's
Warnings: rough sex, dub con, erotic asphyxiation, spanking -- spread throughout the parts
Word count: this part: 4711

Summary: Jim wants McCoy and Spock. McCoy and Spock can't stand each other but can't resist Jim. Things are going to get rough.
Author's Notes: inspired by a prompt on st_xi_kink_meme in which McCoy, Spock, and Kirk are in a threesome relationship, but McCoy and Spock hate each other. This will have minimal plot and lots of porn.

I made up stuff about Spock in this part. Oh, well. I think he's fine with it. Also, this contains way more introspection than I intended. It was supposed to be plain smutty. I'll work on that.

previous:

Part I: McCoy


( Part II: Spock )