PSA - Minor Memoryfest delay
Jan. 28th, 2007 12:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bironic...and I didn't want to stop working on this House/Wilson fic last night to respond to comments or write up a memory because it took three months just to get back to the draft and I didn't want to jinx myself, so I figured I'd post one this morning--But let me go to the bank first, said I when I awoke, and then when I got back at 9:30 a.m. our doorknob broke so I had to go to the library for three hours until my dad got home and managed to jimmy the lock open with a credit card, which I didn't know he knew how to do, and then I had lunch, and then we had to make a brisket before it was too late to put it in the oven for tonight's dinner, and...
Ergo, catching up on Memoryfest tomorrow.
How're you?
Ergo, catching up on Memoryfest tomorrow.
How're you?
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 05:56 am (UTC)I'm good. I just finished Symbiosis and am hoping it not's completely awful.
I have my doubts.
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 06:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 06:31 am (UTC)No hurry.
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 08:22 am (UTC)And of course I'm also suddenly trying to kick stuff into shape at the same time (which isn't H/W, but I'm doing it anyway) - is there something in the water? Which is short for "I'm looking forward to reading your fic" XD
And I laughed out of disbelief when you said your doorknob broke and therefore you couldn't get in. Sorry. I'm sure it was less funny at the time.
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 02:15 pm (UTC)My suspicions on the burst of fic is that people are trying to get 'em out before the new episode airs. I remember a similar jump over Labor Day weekend (1st w. in September) before the season started, when it was just about impossible to read everything that came out. Completely selfishly, I hope today is a little quieter so my own doesn't get lost.
Yay forthcoming fic from you! You know I don't care if it's H/W or even House -- it's all marvelous.
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Date: Jan. 29th, 2007 02:59 am (UTC)I'm off to read your fic now as a reward for strugging with all the #%@$^ formatting.
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Date: Jan. 29th, 2007 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: Jan. 29th, 2007 03:18 am (UTC)But I've already added an ETA to my fic. Here, let me cut and paste. Help! :)
ETA: Now I'm not sure about the timing for Son of Coma Guy - I took the ATM scene as being the day after, because of the length of time it would take for transport, surgery, prep and for the patient to recover enough for House to talk to him. Also because House either changed his clothes or put on a shirt and has spoken to his team in the duration, and there is no specific talk about 'today'. However, Wilson is clearly wearing the same outfit. I hope the timing is open enough that I can get away with it *facepalm*.
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Date: Jan. 29th, 2007 03:28 am (UTC)Thanks again :)
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Date: Jan. 29th, 2007 03:35 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: Jan. 29th, 2007 03:49 am (UTC)I'll be reading the rest of yours as soon as regain my inner calm ;)
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 09:56 am (UTC)And you're gonna regret asking how we are. Because I'm gonna answer. hahahaha
I slept like crap -- not because of worrying but because I feel like I have too much to do (even though none of it is actually important) and I can't decide where to start so none of it is getting done -- and woke up in the foulest of foul moods. There was nothing in the house for dinner -- well, there was cereal in the cabinet, as well as some cold cuts in the fridge, but there was no milk or bread -- and this did not improve my mood.
Then I got online and because of the mood I didn't want to roleplay so instead of sticking around to try to cheer me up or anything like that, my best friend went to bed three hours early. Apparently if we're not playing, it's not worth chatting with me. Nice! I wound up in a discussion that bordered on wank in the journal of someone that you're friends with. There's a ranty post about it in my journal, which made me feel odd because when I rant about something, it's usually just to one person instead of to my whole flist. But since my best friend abandoned me, I couldn't! (Someday I will channel this bitterness at being ditched into some House/Wilson fic. House is totally the type who'd be like 'Well, you're not amusing me right now, so I'll see you later.' Wilson is totally the type to get into a snit about it. Oh, the joys of having fucked up relationships on which to base fanfic.)
So ... yeah. I am feeling better now than I was earlier. I've been sitting here working on a
And now I'll bring this novel to a close.
The End.
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 07:10 pm (UTC)A tour de force, truly. :)
That sucks, that feeling that you have so much to do you can't do any of it, and you can't even enjoy whatever it is you do instead of all that stuff because it's battering at your brain. And then all that other stuff to top it off -- yuck. I'm glad you're feeling a little better now, or at least when you wrote this.
Saw your post about the wankiness. It was strange -- that conversation took a turn in the middle out of nowhere and then seemed to break down completely. I wonder if there are any studies about wank and arguments in online communities, looking at how they come about and how they differ depending on how well the parties involved know each other.
Channeling that frustration into a House/Wilson fic would work very well, I think. (Similar things have worked for me; the sestina about House after the infarction got its start after I had a fight with my dad.) You'd just have to be in a writing mood the next time one hits.